She's wearing a skirt and that's it!

Rachel is wearing only the same black skirt she wore earlier in the afternoon. The rest of her sensational body is fully on display, including her perfect, huge tits. Rachel smiles widely as she sees your open mouth and stunned expression.

"Do you think I'm overdressed for the occasion John?" Rachel purrs seductively.

"Certainly not." You exclaim, once you gain control of your faculties. "Today is 'laundry day' for you isn't it?" You enquire with an amused expression on your face.

"That's right." Rachel replies with a giggle. "As I have been 'otherwise engaged' today, I realised I had nothing to wear for tonight."

"I just hate it when that happens." You joke. "I am pleased however that I answered the door to the delivery guy, rather than you!"

Rachel walks across the kitchen and stops just in front of you. "I think I could have gotten quite a discount if I opened the door looking like this!" Rachel counters with a grin, as she wraps her arms around your neck.

"No denying that." You reply. "If you do start greeting delivery boys half naked, we will be the most popular address on their client list!"

"True, but they won't get any tips from me." Rachel says as she places her soft lips on yours.

Soon the pair of you are making out like love sick teenagers until you eventually break off the kiss. Her cheeks are flushed, her nipples are stiff like bullets on her heaving breasts as she tries to get her breath back.

"Come on, let's eat before it gets cold." You tell her before walking to the table, and start getting the food containers out of the bag. "There's a couple of beers in the fridge Rachel. Do you want a can and risk another hangover?" You ask with a mischevious and challenging grin.

"Hey, of course I can drink one." Rachel replies in an indignant tone. "I'm not a light weight you know!"

"Well I don't know." You remark, the mischevious grin still on your face. "If you are 'out of it' and get a hangover on only four cans of beer then people may think you are one." Your grin grows wider. "I on the other hand KNOW that is the case!" You declare as you open the fridge door and remove two cans of beer from the fridge.

"Hey, nothing for you tonight!" Rachel declares, trying but failing spectacularly to sound stern and serious.

"Yeah, that's not true is it Rachel?" You state confidently. "You like my cock too much don't you? Besides I'll hide your stash of toys if you start playing that game!" You joke, as you seat yourself in the chair opposite Rachel.

"Hey, no need to get mean!" Rachel says with a giggle. "You aren't wrong though John." Rachel purrs as her bare foot rubs itself against your crotch.

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"So John, what do I owe you?" Rachel asks once the pair of you have finished eating and you start loading up the dishwasher.

"Well you owe me one orgasm if I recall." You reply with a lewd wink.

"I know that John!" Rachel says in a seductive tone. "Believe me I'll even it out. How much do I owe you for the food?"

"Don't worry about it. I got it."

"John." The tone of her voice catches your attention and draws your gaze from the cutlery you are loading into the dishwasher to her. "I'm not going to let you buy everything for me, ok? I want to pay my way."

You walk over to her and give her a peck on the lips. "Ok honey. Give me a fiver and it's all good."

Rachel pouts at you, knowing that her food cost more than a fiver, but doesn't make an issue out of it. Instead she locks her arms around your neck and kisses you passionately.

"So." Says Rachel after she ends the kiss. "Didn't you promise me something after dinner?" Rachel asks with a lust filled glint in her eye, as her huge tits mash up against your chest.