I'm feeling horny.....

Thinks its about time for the postman to arrive.

I pop upstairs puts on my matching sheer black thong, bra, and stockings with a lacy suspender belt It cover me totally and shows all of me off, it it super sheer.

The door bell rings, and with wicked excitment I go and answer it.

His head is down, looking through his bag saying can yoy sign for this? I slip a leg into his view.

He looks up and smiles, mind he not looking at my face. I invite him in for a drink, he declines then looks round and said if its a quicky.

The door closed and he takes off his trainers and I tell him to go sit in the living room, as I go into the kitchen.

I walk back with 2 drinks in my hands, just as his shorts and pants come down, his cock semi hard. I can feel myself getting wet.

"Ohh" I say in shock and pop the drinks on the table as the naked postman advances towards me grabbing my boob and putting his hand in my crutch. He stops dead.

"This is what you meant about a quicky isn't it"

No I replied, as I unclipped the bra and took it off, but if your offering"  I slipped my thong to the floor and lay on the sofa.

10 mins of fucking pleasure followed, with him leaving a deposit in me....

We kised as he dressed, You free next week he asked timidly.

Sure just name a day,.... Monday... See you then...