The Danielle Development - Sex Stories

The Danielle Development

... Danielle asked innocently.

Then I had an idea that I thought she might be up for given what she had told me about her fantasy of being watched and her previous escapades.

"Pizza Dare!!" I announced, pointing at her.

Danielle looked confused and clearly had no idea what I was talking about. So I explained the dare... a reddit(?) trend whereby women order pizza (or other deliveries) and answer the door nonchalantly, wearing little or no clothing, or in another variation, in a towel which they "accidentally" drop in full view of the delivery guy.

"You're on!" Danielle smiled.

I found a local pizza place with online ordering (as I didn't speak much Hungarian) and which would deliver to my apartment. We ordered what we each wanted and discussed the set up while waiting for the delivery. We agreed that I would hide out of sight of the doorway and just Danielle would answer it. Danielle decided she didn't want to be completely naked incase the guy got the wrong idea so she kept her hoody on but unzipped it enough that her much of her breasts were quite visible and her nipples almost but not quite showing.

When the buzzer rang I went to my hiding place in the kitchen, which gave me a good view of proceedings, but was not visible from the entranceway. Danielle picked up the phone and buzzed him in. As neither of us knew the Hungarian word for 'pizza' or 'delivery' we just assumed that's what it was. A minute or so later there was a knock at the door. Danielle got ...

... up from the sofa and walked over to the door, pulling her hoody down as she went. This had two effects, firstly it covered her pussy (presumably her objective), but secondly it also revealed more of her breasts and caused one of her nipples to peak out from the behind the zipper. Danielle opened the door fully and I watched the expression on the delivery guys face as he saw this woman standing before him. It reminded me of the first time I watched Danielle undress herself in my room all those years ago. I knew exactlly what was going through his mind as he stood in stunned silence, forgetting he was still holding pizza boxes.

"Are they for me?" Danielle prompted him.

Whether he understood or not, the question snapped him out of his trance and he said something in Hungarian and offered Danielle the boxes. She took them from him and motioned him inside as she walked over to the coffee table in the living room. Fortunately he didn't come in far enough to spot me in the kitchen. Not that his eyes were looking anywhere other than at Danielle's ass as she did an exagerated sexy walk to the table, crossing one foot infront of the other as though she was on a catwalk. Then, the pièce de résistance, she bent over placing the boxes on the table and reached for the cash. As she did so, her hoodie rode up her backside revealing both cheeks fully. Danielle intentionally faffed with the money, wiggling her bum in the process. I could see the delivery guy leaning over to try catch a ...