Pizza Boy vs 2 Hot MILFs

I have only been delivering pizza for a week. I need to make some extra cash, to pay off some school loans. I was still waiting to here back on some other applications, I put in last week. The store owner called over the loud speaker. “Buck! Pick up! Two large pizza to go.” he yelled. I looked at my watch. It was close to 6pm.. The start of the rush hour. “Hey! You make delivery and get back here. Business picking up.” said the owner in a very bad Italian accent.

I pulled the two large pizza’s off the counter. I walked out to my truck. I slid the pizza over on the passenger seat. I flipped on the radio. I rolled down both windows as I drove toward the address on the box. I had a few bills totaling up to $20 in my front pocket. People don’t tip anymore. Especially if you don’t have change for them. I saw the total order was only $20.78. I new I was probably only going to get $21.00 and they ask for the change. I just shook my head as I drove down the last street toward the delivery address. I pulled in front of the large brick house.

I saw two minivans in the driveway. Both minivans had there kids accomplishments on the bumpers. Maybe I get tip after all. They feel sorry for a young guy like me, working while there kids were in college. I turned my ball cap around on my short hair. I looked down my athletic 6ft 4 frame. Made sure my zipper was up on my dark blue jeans. My black t-shirt with straight. My name tag was straight on my left pocket. I even checked my breath. Made sure it did not smell. I quickly took out some breath mints from my back pocket. I took two as I knocked on the door.

“Knock! Knock! Knock!” A few seconds later the door knob turned. The big door opened. I almost dropped the two big pizza boxes. I gulped down the two breath mints, almost choking. “Hi! Are those for me young man? Mmm…How much?” said this hot older BBW MILF in the doorway. She was twice my age. My eyes wonder up her bodacious body. She was wearing 4inch black stiletto heels, that made her look 5ft 6. She had dark curly blonde hair, down pass her shoulders. She had super long fake finger nails on. They were painted dark red to match her super large lips on her face. She was wearing a pair of animal print latex leggings, (Cheetah color) that fit tight on her large legs, and thick thighs. My mouth dropped farther open when I saw her top. She was wearing a large black tube top, that encased two very large breast. I could see both her erect nipples pushing on the thin material. She was also smoking a very long Virginia Slim 120. She took another drag off her cigarette.

I smiled. “Yes! Two large pizza’s. Special Delivery! Only $21.78!” I said. “That was quick. I was hoping you might be late. Then the pizza would be free. Come on in…..Buck! Pizza boy…” she said. I smiled as I walked inside her house with the pizza. “Follow me young man. My friend Roxanne, needs to check the order. Any problems finding the place?” she said. “No Mame!” I said. “Please call me, Debbie. Mame is to old fashion. I’m not that old sweetie.” she said. She wiggled her big ass down the hallway. My eyes never left it.

“Hi! Great, the pizza here. Wow! They sent the cute delivery guy tonight.” said a female voice. I looked up to see another hot BBW MILF sitting on a bar stool. She was sitting in front of a large glass bar. The three bar stools in front, they matched the bar. They had glass bottoms, or clear plastic stands on the bottom. With a baby blue round seat cushion on top. I smiled as the other lady was the same age as her friend. She had the same hair style. But her dark blonde hair almost touched her lower back. She was smoking the same long cigarette. She had it just inside her big red lips. She was wearing a a super tight black corset, and some super tight black leather pants. She was much larger than her friend. Her breast were twice as big, and her ass was twice as large. Her big butt was hanging over the edges of the bar stool. She licked her lips as I set the pizza on the cold blue marble of the bar.

Debbie walked up behind me. She put her heels on the floor as she hoped into the bar stool next to me. I was now sandwiched between them. “Two large pizza. $21.78” I said. “Thank you sweetie. Debbie, how does the pizza look?” said her friend. “The pizza looks good. But the pizza delivery boy looks better.” they both giggled. I smiled again. It was common for women to flirt with me. Especially if they thought I might drop the price on there order. I knew my boss would be calling me, to hurry back to the restaurant. “Where my manners. I’m Roxanne, and that is me bestie, Debbie.