Surprize for brother 3

The knock at the door startled both of us. More her than I. This being the first time she had ever done anything like this, she was so afraid that her husband would find out. We both jumped up and I put my panties and shirt back on. She grabbed her pants and her shirt and ran (like I have never seen anyone run before) to the bathroom. I didn’t bother with putting my pants on before answering the door. I looked out the window and seen that it was the mailman and that he had a package under one arm. This particular mailman had been giving me the eye for quite some time. It wasn’t hard to see that he wanted me in the worst of ways. There were several times that I had waited for him at my mailbox in a pair of my skin tight jeans and a very see through blouse. I knew what he wanted and I loved to tease the hell out of him.

I opened the door in nothing more than my very sheer panties and a very tight fitting tank top. He was so shocked he almost fell over backwards off of the porch. I asked him, “Do you have something for me?” He just stood there, his eyes popping out of his head. “Cat got your tongue?” I asked. It was all he could do to pull his eyes off of my crotch and look me in the eye. When he finally did, he said, “Excuse me, did you say something?” I jokingly told him that indeed I had been carrying on a one sided conversation for the past five minutes while he was memorizing what my pussy looked like through my sheer panties. He turned beet red and apologised profusely. I playfully asked him, ” Do you like what you see?” He imediately answered back, ” What man in their right mind wouldn’t!” I told him that I knew of one… “My ex-husband.”

“I see that you have a couple of packages there for me. What do I have to do to got you to give them to me?” I asked. “I only have one package here for you.” Was his answer.
I told him that I seen the one under his arm that he was holding, and I also said, ” I also see the nice package that you are carrying between your legs that developed shortly after I opened the door.” Again his face turned beet red. (I was loving this) “So, which package will be easiest to open?” I asked. He just stood there and didn’t say a word.