Chapter 17
by twizted77
Who is the uninvited guest?
Package delivery
I was laying almost eye to eye with the crotch of a UPS package delivery man, who was standing right next to my chair. It was impossible to miss the enormous bulge in the front of his tight, brown uniform shorts.
"I've got a package," he said. "It's kinda large."
"I can see that," I said.
"I am talking about this big box, it's starting to get heavy...up here," he said, which is when I realized I had been staring at his crotch. I blushed as I looked up at his face. "You're correct about the other 'package' too though."
The UPS driver was young, maybe in his early 20s, and scruffy. He needed a haircut and a shave.
"Where would you like me to stick it?"
"Uhhhhh-" I mumbled as my eyes dropped back to his crotch. He was getting hard. I couldn't help myself, Susan's hormones seemed to be in charge. I could now see the outline of his cock pressed against his shorts instead of just a big bulge. "You can stick it wherever you want."
"Again...talking about the big cardboard box."
"Just...uh...put it one the table," I said, my face now burning.
The delivery boy walked over to the poolside table and sat the box down. I found myself staring at his firm, young ass, which was shaped perfectly in his tight brown shorts.
What the hell? I thought. I have never looked at another man's ass before I my life...and suddenly I wanted to grope this one.
"Thanks, that was getting quite heavy," he said, turning around in time to find me staring at his butt. This time he looked me up and down with a pair of pretty light blue eyes and smiled. "Very beautiful day out."
"It is," I said, realizing suddenly that I was topless and doing absolutely nothing to cover my boobs. I guess as hard as I was staring at the tent now stretching against the front of his shorts, it was only fair.
We both stood silently for a long moment as if trying to decide what we were supposed to do next. I suppose he should have just left and I should have covered myself, but I think neither of us wanted to stop staring at the other.
I can't say that I had ever really had a gay thought in my life, but I really wanted to see his other 'package.'
What next?
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