Order a pizza

With Chelsea sitting naked beside me a grabbed my phone and ordered a pizza to be delivered. Good old Doordash, I didn't have to call and give away the game to Chelsea. I waited eagerly for the delivery to arrive.

In the meantime Chelsea took two more shots off the bottle. The alcohol was clearly affecting her, she was plopped down gracelessly, seemingly forgetting her modesty. I eyed her meager breasts capped with hard, long pink nipples. Her posed gave her stomach rolls, which led down her hip lines to her smooth, hairless crotch. When we first started dating she had a full muff, but after I'd slept over a few times she was suddenly totally hairless. She's so smooth down there I suspect she's been waxing, but of course, she's normally to shy to talk about such a thing. Anyway, it just enhanced how naked she looked, her pink lips utterly exposed.

Staggering a bit, Chelsea suddenly rose to her feet.

"What's up?" I asked.

"Bathroom." She mumbled, stumbling to the bathroom, bare meaty ass jiggling the whole way.

This was basically perfect timing for what I had in mind...