Delivery!

The knock on the door made Ella jump, and she checked her robe was pulled tightly around her before going to the door.

Okay, maybe not too tightly, she thought to herself, letting it loosen off at the front, making it very clear she had no bra underneath. She had worked hard to loose weight and tone up this year, might as well show off *a bit*.

She opened the door. A large man stood on the doorstep, a box at his feet.

She saw his eyes immediately shift to her cleavage.

"Is it for Mr Stevens?" She asked, after he didn't say anything. He snapped out of it and looked at her face, looking slightly embarrassed.

"Ah, yes, Mr Stevens."

"Well, my husband isn't home at the moment, but is it alright to leave it with me?"

"Yes, of course..." The man regained a bit of his composure and flicked his eyes downwards again. "Would you like me to bring it in, love? It's a heavy one."

"Thanks, that'd be great, if you could take it to the kitchen..." Ella stepped back and watched as he bent down to pick up the

Ella stepped back to give him space to get through, appreciating the way his t-shirt stretched across his back as he moved past her and she followed him down the hall to the back of the house.

He placed the box on the floor by the fridge and turned to face her.

"Anything else you need a strong man to help with, love?"