What does potential happiness cost?

As soon as the doorbell rang, Enzo was on his feet and rushing over.

Opening the door, he saw a tall, beautiful girl standing there with a stack of pizzas in her arms. Her uniform was fairly standard for a Local delivery girl: the bright red shirt was a few sizes too small, and unbuttoned at the top to display plenty of cleavage and make her breasts seem like they'd burst free at any moment.

“Mr. Aleph?” The girl smiled invitingly at Enzo, looking him up and down.

A drawn out wail of pleasure came from upstairs, followed by a quick succession of thumps.

“...No,” Enzo replied dryly, coughing to regain the girl’s attention. “He’s waiting for you upstairs.”

“Yeah, okay.” The girl’s seductive look was replaced by a warm and friendly one as she stepped inside, handed Enzo the pizzas, and closed the door behind her.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen a delivery girl show up in clean clothes before,” Enzo commented as she stepped out of her sneakers. “I hear you’re new around here, too? What’s your name?”

“Becky. My family just moved in, and this is the first time I’m showing up clean,” the girl replied conversationally, looking around the place curiously as she put her sneakers on the shoe rack. The thumping noises were back, and after a moment's consideration, Becky undid one more button on her shirt. Her cleavage jiggled, straining even harder against the tiny top; her breasts were even larger than Allie's, and looked just as soft and natural.

Becky shrugged when she caught Enzo staring. “Alphas like to rip the shirt off. The fewer buttons are done up, the fewer fly off.”

Enzo swallowed and nodded, helping himself to the view since Becky didn’t seem to mind. “Isn’t it better to just go in nude, then?”

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” Becky laughs. “No, ripping it off is part of the fun... And if I still have enough buttons left to hold it together, it’s a great look to wear around the shop. I could probably get an Alpha to spend some more time if he wants to add to the mess.”

“You must really like your job,” Enzo remarked as he led Becky up the stairs.

“What girl wouldn’t love to be paid to take Alpha dick?”

The door to his mother’s bedroom was ajar, and the sounds of passionate sex became louder as they approached. Enzo knocked twice, and walked in when there was no response for a couple of seconds.

The first thing they saw was Ezzy’s ass, which was trickling thick cum steadily as she lay slumped-forward and groaning on the bed. There were large, red prints of where Gary must have spanked her on both cheeks.

Beside her seemingly-lifeless form, Gary had Allie on his lap again as he sat on the edge of the bed. Enzo's girlfriend had one arm wrapped around the Alpha's sturdy shoulders, and the delicate fingers of her free hand were playing with his hair as she gently moved her hips up and down on his lap.

Gary lifted a hand and moved it to Allie’s ass, but Allie pushed it away. Enzo was surprised to see her resist an Alpha’s actions, and it was almost as surprising that Gary let her do it.

“You promised you’d let me please you,” Allie whispered, sounding amused; Gary grunted in acquiescence.

“Woah, I recognize that dick,” Becky whispered, her cheeks flushing red. The delivery girl was so distracted by the sex in front of her that she completely missed the dent Enzo’s fingers had made in the cardboard of the pizza boxes. “He was one of my first customers ever. I was hoping he’d take me home, but I can see why he didn’t--Just look at that cutie he's got!”

“...Mhm,” Enzo squeaked.

“Lucky, lucky girl,” Becky continued, still oblivious to the young man's anguish. “I’ve still got a shot, right? I must’ve left an impression for him to request me.”

Enzo spared her one glance before walking up to the rutting pair. Allie's eyes widened in surprise when she spotted him there, and her hips stopped moving.

“Pizza,” Enzo announced, holding up the boxes. His expression was less strained than before, and he managed a strained smile.

Even as Allie rode on Gary's lap, Enzo still didn't doubt that she loved him. Alphas just wore people down... You could only choose whether to give in sooner or give in later. Allie had **** but to warm up to Gary, and he was no different.

In fact, thinking about the conversation with Gary earlier, it felt almost freeing to see Gary and Allie getting along so well. With any luck, the Alpha might associate that pleasure with Enzo, and then treat him more favorably.

“H-he wants the one with extra cheese,” Allie told Enzo awkwardly. The man beneath her grunted impatiently, startling them both as he thrust his hips up. Allie bit back a squeal, then resumed grinding on his lap. “And the d-delivery girl’s going to stay. I'll be down as soon as... When he's done with me."

With that she turned away, focusing her attention on Gary as Becky eagerly walked forward to join her. The delivery girl knelt between Gary's legs, planting her lips on his huge balls without having to be asked.

“Sure,” Enzo said quietly, letting his eyes drift to his mother’s freshly-creamed pussy. His expression was unreadable again as he backed away, towards the door. “There’s no rush.”