Polite no with an excuse

"Um... no thanks. I've got laundry to do", Vanessa told the man, red like a tomato in the face.

"I know. Well, maybe next time", the man said with a wide grin and turned to walk away.

Vanessa felt like maybe she was being too unpolite and shouted "Thanks for the delivery!" after the man. He just raised his arm into a salutation without looking back and entered his delivery truck.

Vanessa closed the door and brought the package to the kitchen. It looked like it had been sealed quite haphazardly with brown tape.

"What a weird guy", Vanessa thought. "And besides, how did he know which size I ordered?" She started frantically ripping the brown tape, which came off rather easily. She opened the cardboard box bearing the brand of the lingerie store. Inside she found everything she had ordered, but the plastic seal had been torn open.

"Okay, so the delivery guy opened my parcel to check my size from the bra tags. What a creep!", Vanessa thought as she unpacked the bras from the opened plastic bag. She picked up a black lace to try it on, but she immediately noticed there was a fresh white stain inside one of the cup. Even never having seen live semen, Vanessa was not stupid enough not to know what it was.

"Ewwwww", she cried, ran into the bathroom, slammed the soiled bra into the washing machine drum, and started taking another shower, shivering with disgust and embarrassment.