Out of My League

I’d been doing this food delivery gig for a couple of months when her address first popped up on my phone and I met the woman of my dreams. It was mid fall, so it was warm enough during the day, but the evenings still got a bit cool. Nothing cold enough that I needed a hoodie or anything when running up to someone’s door, but cool enough that I wouldn’t hang out outside without one at night.

The order came for a local Mexican restaurant that was a bit on the pricey side for me, and almost seemed crazy that someone would pay that much for food, only to have it sit and wait for someone to bring it to their house. But whatever, it’s not my money. I kinda checked it real quick, making sure there wasn’t anything missing from the order, and split. Nothing prepared me for the woman who opened the door when I got to her huge house, though.

I remember it was a little later in the evening because the sun had already set and the house was all lit up. She looked like she was finishing getting ready to head out for the evening, and based on what she was wearing, it must’ve been something fancy, if not important. Her hair was down in thick, glossy waves that caught the porch light, showing just how shiny her hair was. Add that to the subtle makeup that seemed like it made her golden skin glow, and these long lashes framing her deep brown eyes… Fuck me. To top it off, she wore a shimmering champagne-colored dress, that was sleeveless and fitted through the upper body, with a high slit up one of her toned thighs. That thing hugged every ridiculous curve and screamed money and confidence.

She asked whoever she was on the phone with to hold on for a minute, and then set her cell down on a little table. The heels she was carrying in the other hand, she set down by the bench just inside the front door. She smiled politely, thanked me in her soft voice, and gave me a crazy tip. Before I could really even say anything, she disappeared back inside giving me just enough time to mumble “have a good night.” I drove away, picturing her heading off to some fancy gala or dinner with her husband. Something the rest of us only see people do in the movies.

She was easily the sexiest woman I’d personally ever seen. I couldn’t imagine how anyone managed to land someone that untouchable and perfect. It probably took me another five minutes to register the fact that there had been two kids running around screaming inside, with some other woman chasing after them, practically begging them to please go get ready for dinner.

How does a woman as hot as her, have that kinda body after popping out two kids? Granted, the younger looked like he was probably two or something, but holy hell.

Thankfully for me, that was only the first time I saw her.

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