House 1.

You pull up in front of the final house. On the paper, it says to knock. That's always a bit of a pain in the butt. It's the final stop though, so who cares? You step out of the truck and open up the back, lifting up a heavy box in your arms and waddling over to the door. With a bit of struggle, you manage to tap your knuckles on the door. You wait. And wait.

At long last somebody swings open the door. It's a girl with long, wet black hair and droplets of water rolling down her bare skin. She's wearing only a towel, and it's only just big enough to cover her body. It wraps tightly around her breasts, but low enough to show most of her pushed-up cleavage. It surrounds her hips but high enough to cover only just past her hips. She must have just got out of the shower. Your eyes ogle longer than they should. You feel the curse begin to stroke your cock, and it's beginning to spring to attention behind your trousers.

"Oh gosh... S-Sorry," she says as she readjusts her towel, shifting around her breasts behind the fabric. "I was just cleaning up. Bad timing, I know."

"It's fine. Uh. Here's your package," you say as you hand over the large box.

"Thank you so much! Here, I'll take it."

She reaches out with her arms and grabs it.

As she takes a step back, her towel falls free from around her form and to her ankles on the floor. You look to her with wide eyes as she stands before you in the nude, covering her breasts with the box unintentionally. It takes a moment for her to notice. The cold breeze alerts her and she gasps loudly.

"Aah! Oh gosh!" She hugs the box to her breasts, showing her exposed nethers. But she immediately lowers the box to cover her hips and groin, showing her perky C cup breasts, still soaking wet from her shower. She turns red as she panics, not knowing what to do.

She finally places the box down on the ground, bending her naked body over to do so. She stands back up with the towel in her hands. Too panicked to rewrap it, she holds it loosely over the front of her physique, barely covering her nipples and pussy as it hangs down the center. She pushes it tightly against her chest.

You try your best to avert your eyes but she has one of the most perfect forms you've seen. The stroking feels embarrassingly great over your erection.

"I'm so sorry," she mutters.

"It's fine. Really. It's fine. This happens... all the time?"

"Really?" She breaths a sigh of relief, still barely covered by a hanging towel in front of her. "That's good to hear."

You'd love to linger and watch her more, but you need to get going before you burst in front of her. But then you remember she has to sign. You pull out the clipboard and pen, and to your surprise, she walks right up to do it.

Balancing the towel and the paper seems too much for her. Unknown to her, the hanging bit of fabric is barely holding on, fully revealing one of her large, full breasts. You stare at her exposed nipple, slipped free, as she signs her name on the sheet.

She hands it back to you, waving with her hand against her chest. Her tit is still bouncing free from the side.

"Goodbye. Thanks for being cool about this," she says softly.

"Y-Yeah. Uh. No problem. Have a good evening."

You walk out and she closes the door behind you. What a cute girl that was, and you saw her entire naked body from head to toe. Trying to get the image out of your head, you readjust the pants holding in your rock hard erection and walk awkwardly to your truck. It's time to end your shift.

You bring the truck back to the depot and check out. Then you enter your own vehicle and find your way to the outside of your apartment.