Not Her Type: Erotic Adventures With A Delivery Man - Plot & Excerpts
1:00pm - be dressed in old clothes. Bra, knickers, everything. I’m gonna rip them from your body, and then I’m going to… Jenny’s internal temperature skyrocketed. What? What is he going to…? Texting fast, she asked what he was planning, but all she got was an enigmatic, Wait and see dirty girl. Shivering, adorned only in an ancient oyster bra and a pair of fading matching knickers she’d fished from the very bottom of her underwear drawer, Jenny hunted through the remainder of her meager collection of clothes. Dragging a pair of holed and worn jeans and a thinning summer skirt from her closet, she threw them across the bed. Skirts rip easier, but it’s freezing outside and jeans are warmer, and if I leave the belt off… jeans then. Choosing a top was easier. Jenny put on a white cotton shirt left over from her days as an office worker, and buttoned it halfway up to show a hint of cleavage that she was sure John would appreciate. Grabbing her hairbrush, she attacked her hair, and, with only minutes to spare, decided to sweep it up into an almost-tidy ponytail.
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