Fireball Revelations - Sex Stories

Fireball Revelations

... feeding the cat and taking out the trash, so it was no big deal. Then she said that she was expecting a mail order delivery and to sign for it in her name. She didn't say what it was which made me suspect it had something to do with my eighteenth birthday the previous week.

Sandy and I were laying out in the backyard sun sipping iced wine coolers topless and wearing only thong panties when the delivery truck pulled into the driveway. There was no way any of the neighbors could have seen us and I'm sure the delivery man didn't either. Between the corner angle of the house, the dense brush filled woods behind the yard and the separate garage, that little refuge from the world had been the family tanning spot for ever and had seen both Mom and me out there completely naked more than once. Sandy had been more concerned about baring it all than I ever had been and brought her shorts and t-shirt out there with her. When the driver rang the doorbell, Sandy jumped to put on her shorts and shirt while I had to dart inside to find something to cover myself with. Fortunately, my light blue terry-cloth robe was laying in the laundry room and I quickly tied it around me. Evidently, I didn't wrap it tightly around me as I had a generous amount to titty flesh exposed when I opened the door. I immediately saw that reflected in the old driver's face as he thrust an electronic device into my hands. I was using my finger to sign for the delivery as Sandy stepped up behind me, crushing her ...

... boobs against my back as she peered over my shoulder. I didn't even think of it as we had been bosom buddies for some time, but she did make me step a little closer to the man and exposed nearly all of my left tit. I hastily tightened my robe while looking down at the large box at my feet. Right there in plain sight was a slapped-on label that said HEAVY LIFT.

"Would you mind carrying it inside for me?" I asked the man.

He shook his head no. "I'm sorry miss. Company policy does not allow me to go inside. Sorry."

"Just wait a minute." Sandy said and went back into the house. A few second later she came back to the door pushing an old wheeled hassock that was in the living room. When I say old, I mean that baby me had learned how to walk while pushing that hassock around the house. Anyway, Sandy kind of pushed me out of the way as she wheeled the hassock up to the door frame. "If you could put that thing on here, we can do the rest."

"Yes, please." I added and the old man stooped to lift the box onto the hassock. I just managed to get the door closed and my back to it before the waist-tie of my robe parted. I did hear that old codger chuckle to himself as he got back to his truck. I guess we made his day!

I helped Sandy push the heavy box into the middle of the living room and then we just stood there wondering what was inside. Finally, I realized I was thirsty and went looking for my wine cooler. The glass was still on the back patio by my recliner, but the ice ...