The order

"Mayonnaise, potatoes, peas and roots, peppers, cucumbers and chili peppers - what else do I need?" Mandy said aloud to herself as she went through her weekly shopping list. "Oh yes, cocoa for the brownies, milk, chocolate and a few decorative sprinkles, that's it." Satisfied, she checked the list and the delivery date again and sent the order off to her supermarket. "It's great what's possible these days without having to leave the house," she thought and went into the kitchen. She heated up some soup for dinner and then went into the living room to watch her Netflix series.

A few days later, the doorbell rang and Mandy thought: "Great, it must be the supermarket delivery man - it's working like clockwork". The doorbell rang again. "I'm coming!" she shouted and ran to the door with her purse. She yanked the door open and was struck by lightning when she saw the delivery man. He was incredibly handsome - he was tall and had blond, slightly wavy hair. And those blue eyes! Mandy was fascinated by him. "Excuse me?" she said, stammering. "Is that a question?" The supermarket delivery man grinned - he was amused and well aware of his appearance. His white teeth flashed as he smiled at Mandy and she felt terribly stupid. And the way she looked - all disheveled. "Uh, no - I just wanted to say, I mean, I took a bit long. Sorry. You've got more parcels to deliver." "That's all right," he said in a good mood - "the more charming the customers, the more I can forgive it." "Well, he's got a lot of self-confidence," thought Mandy. She paid a little awkwardly and he wished her a good day with a beaming smile. She closed the front door and leaned against it: "Wow, he's hot," she thought and immediately called her best friend to tell her about him.

Of course, the next order wasn't long in coming - but this time Mandy wanted to be better prepared and got a little more dressed up. But not too much, after all, she didn't want him to notice. "Why do I think the same messenger is coming again?" she asked herself. But somehow she believed it. She realized how excited she was on delivery day and could hardly wait for the doorbell to ring. Mandy would have loved to jump for joy when the time finally came and she opened the door. "Hello," said the sexy messenger from last time and beamed at her again. "What have you ordered today?" he asked. He called Mandy by her first name and she followed suit. "You're quite curious," she countered with a smile. "Oh, you're quick-witted. I like women who are quick-witted," he replied. Mandy got involved in the flirtation and said: "Well, I hope you've packed everything nicely, otherwise you'll have to come back again." "Always happy to," he said, but unfortunately I have to get going again. "See you next time!" he said goodbye.

Where is he?

Mandy jumped for joy around her apartment and thought: "I'm going to get him!" She immediately placed her next order, which this time included a packet of condoms. "You never know," she thought aloud and was already full of anticipation again. On delivery day, she literally ripped open the door when the doorbell rang. Someone else was standing in front of the door, who simply said dryly: "Delivery for Kleinfeldt!" "Yes, that's me," she said disappointedly. And just as the delivery man was about to leave, she asked: "Where's your colleague who usually has this tour?" "I don't know!" he called back without looking back and ran back down the stairs.

"How could I have thought that HE always comes?" she said to herself, disappointed. The next time, the other messenger brought the groceries again. "Well, that's it then - silly me, what was I thinking?" she scolded herself to vent her anger. She realized that she really fancied him and was simply disappointed.

Finally - delivery service with love service

The next time, she shuffled to the door and opened it emotionlessly when the doorbell rang. She looked down the stairs and recognized HER delivery man. She quickly straightened her clothes and fixed her hair in front of the mirror. And then he stood in front of her: "I apologize this time - my colleague had to cover for me. I was ill." "The main thing is that you're here now," Mandy said with relief and pulled him towards her by his jacket. They exchanged passionate kisses while she tried to close the door behind them. They both literally tore off their clothes, then he lifted her up and carried her to the dining table. Mandy swept down everything on it with her arm so that she had more room. "Do me," she said to him and he took off her knickers.

She pushed, but he made her squirm: he caressed her neck and her breasts - he nibbled on their tips, which made Mandy incredibly aroused. His hand wandered down to her pleasure center and he felt how wet she was. With quick movements, his fingers explored the inside of her pleasure temple, which only turned Mandy on even more. "Please, do me now," she now urged. "There, there are condoms in the drawer." He didn't say anything, but simply took one and pulled it over his incredible privates. He entered Mandy and penetrated her with strong thrusts. Now he took her legs and placed them on his shoulders. "It's incredible," Mandy thought and shouted, "Don't stop!" "Baby, I'm about to come," he gasped and she cried, "Not yet, not yet - ahhhh!" She hadn't had an orgasm like that for a long time and he enjoyed his climax too. What a quickie - they were both exhausted and kissed each other lovingly.

When they got dressed again, they walked hand in hand to the door, "I'm afraid I can't stay," he said. "I know," said Mandy. "See you at the next order?" she asked. "Always at your service," he teased her. They kissed goodbye. "I wonder if there will be more?" Mandy asked herself and happily put together her next shopping list.