An urgent delivery

Melissa opened the door and saw a delivery man holding a dolly with a large package on it. It turns out her father had ordered a bookshelf and it had finally arrived!

“Good morning, ma’am! I have a package that requires a signature," the man explained. “May I come in?”

Melissa wanted to scream "No!", but instead, she opened the door, trying to stay behind it, but realized that wasn’t going to work as the door wouldn’t open all the way. With the utmost ****, she finally stepped shyly out from behind it.

The man handed her a clipboard and she stepped back as he maneuvered the dolly into the house. He slid the package off onto the floor and turned to her again, really seeing her for the first time. He carefully looked her up and down and then said, “Sorry to bother you, but this is a rush delivery. I just need your signature," and handed her a pen.

She quickly realized that she was going to have to release her t-shirt in order to sign the form. With another inward scream, she awkwardly released the shirt which caused it to spring up and fully expose her from the waist down!

The delivery man grinned and said, “you should really inspect the package for damage before signing, miss. I wouldn’t want you to accept damaged goods. It’ll make it hard to return it.”

Melissa sighed again, but always the meek and obedient girl, she walked past him to the box, gave it a quick once over and started to sign again. She quickly realized that she was now exposing her ample bottom to the man, but didn’t know how to gracefully recover and decided, once again, to act like it didn’t bother her. She also realized that she was already getting wet. Dang it! She was a shy girl, why was her body betraying her like this.

The delivery man insisted again, “you’ll need to look carefully, especially at the corners, that’s where they usually get banged up.” With the clipboard and pen still in her hands, she bent over to look at the corners of the package without thinking, only realizing afterwards that she was now giving him a good look between her legs. What she didn’t realize was that the shirt had fallen away from her stomach and he was also getting a look at her double d breasts and plump pink nipples up her shirt. The delivery man’s grin got even wider.

As she turned to back around the box, Melissa didn't realize that the shirt had gotten caught on the drawer pull of the hall table. She continued backing up looking intently at the box and glad that she was no longer flashing her ass at the delivery guy. She felt the shirt pull up and started to stand quickly, but tripped over the box and fell backwards into the hall - the clipboard and pen went flying. The shirt had torn off her and she was lying completely naked with her legs spread lewdly in the direction of the man!

She quickly closed her legs as the man asked if she was okay. “I’m fine. Sorry about that," she insisted and turned to get the clipboard and pen. They had flown some distance down the hall so she quickly crawled on her hands and knees, pussy and ass flashing at the man, to retrieve them.

“Nothing to apologize for, miss!” said the delivery man with an unseen smile. She got the board and pen and stood back up again, realizing that her juices were now running down her legs. She quickly signed the form and gave it back to the delivery man and walked him to the door, no longer even trying to cover up. As she opened the door, she told the man thank you.

“No, miss. Thank you! Seeing you has been the highlight of my morning. Have a great day!”

After she shut the door, she stood trembling and naked in the hallway. Why was this suddenly happening to her all the time? She looked at the clock and with a start, realized that she had completely forgotten about what she had to do later today!