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 Author: Ascribe
Title: Mattress Delivery
Summary: Rie's host in the US tries to get her acquainted with a
delivery driver
Keywords: MF interr cuckold
Part: 1 of 2





   Mattress Delivery



   Jay had been pushing for Rie to get out and date other guys to see "what
was out there" during her visit to the States.  Her response was
halfhearted agreement, at least in theory, but as of yet hadn't made any
serious attempts.  When he heard and then walked over to the window and saw
the delivery truck outside, he knew it was probably the new bed he had
purchased a few days earlier.  A man exited the driver side and jogged to
the rear of the truck, lifting the large hinged door and pulling at
something inside, presumably the mattress.  He was in his mid-20's, black,
and in shape.

   Jay heard the water turn off and knew Rie would soon be heading into the
bedroom to get dressed.  They had talked in the past about how despite
never dressing provocatively in public, she was somewhat excited by the
idea of being looked at sexually and ogled by men she didn't know.  As he
walked back to the room, Jay figured this was as good a time as any to test
the waters and maybe give her a thrill.

   She had already put her tight fitting work t-shirt on, but her bottom
half was covered only in a pair of black panties.

   "Hey the guy is here with the mattress.  He's a little younger.  I think
you might like him", he said and grinned smartly.  She gave him a squinting
disgusted look and he answered quickly, knowing there wouldn't be time for
a discussion.

   "I'll send him back and we'll let him get a quick look at you", he
offered and hoped their most recent discussion about showing her off
sometime would not be forgotten.

   Rie hadn't let on but as was not unusual she had woken up in a bit of a
hormonal mood.  Although her sexual nature could best be described as
cautiously guarded, she also had a rarely seen side that was curious and
sometimes even daring.  When Jay came back and proposed his little game,
she didn't overthink the answer, giving a quick laugh and a what-the-hell
OK.  He disappeared quickly only to poke his head back in 5 seconds later.

   "You're already overdressed as it is", he announced lightheartedly, and
grabbed her skirt off the bed.

   "You'll get this back soon, don't worry".

   "Jay!" she called after him.  This time he didn't come back.  She was
aware of her heart's slightly increased beating, knowing he wanted the man
to see her sans skirt.  She could of course find a suitable replacement,
and he knew that, but that was the game.  It was a dare.  She sat down and,
with a rush of adrenaline pulsing through her, finished applying her makeup
before the guest arrived.

   Jay was just in time in throwing the skirt on one of the dinette chairs
and opening the front door.  The man had carried both box spring and
mattress up the steps and was waiting with them on the landing.

   "Hey how's it going?", Jay asked him.  The man said hello and began
lugging the bed inside.

   "This going in back?" the man asked despite probably already knowing the
answer.

   "Yeah", Jay replied with slightly lowered volume.

   "My girlfriend is in there getting dressed, but you can go 'head back."

   He thought about a quick wink but decided against it, figuring the
statement alone was sufficiently obvious.

   If the man understood he was being offered to meet a woman possibly in
some state of undress, he didn't make any explicit acknowledgment.  Instead
he turned and moved the mattress to the bedroom door, pushing it open and
walking in.  Jay heard Rie emit a quick "uhhh" while drawing a breath,
quickly followed by the man apologizing.

   "Oh, my bad.  I'm Demarcus.  I'm here with the new mattress.  He told me
it was all good to come back".

   "Oh.  Ummm.  That's okay", she replied sweetly as he turned and left to
grab the mattress and also give her a chance to cover herself.  Jay entered
the room and tossed the skirt on the bed as he was met by another sarcastic
dirty look.  Bet you didn't expect me to do that, it said.  He shrugged. 
No I guess I didn't.

   She jumped up and slipped into the skirt, turning away from the two men.
Jay noticed Demarcus had poked his head back into the room, mattress in
hand, and was taking advantage of the quick chance to check out Rie's
scantily clad backside.  It occurred to Jay for the first time that his
girlfriend had a body type - curvy, busty, with a little extra meat - that
was the standard for what black guys liked.

   "Hey babe.  I have to run to work.  Can you take care of him?" he asked,
hoping the language would have a hint of suggestiveness to it.

   "Yeah, okay.  Is it all paid for?" she asked, pausing to address a
legitimate business concern.  He answered yes, everything was purchased
days earlier, and then announced he was late for work and had to go.

   "Alright, I'll leave you guys to it", he mumbled, exiting the apartment.

   There was no mistaking the sparkle in the delivery man's eye when she
turned back around to face him.  Demarcus proceeded to move the old
mattress and box spring into the front room and replace them with the new
ones while Rie pretended to continue putting on her makeup.  She was
attracted to him, as evidenced by the fact that her nipples had tightened
after the awkward moment earlier.  It was a thrill having the man barge in
like that, but he was also very cute and they were alone together as well,
adding to the excitement.  On a whim she decided to use lip gloss,
something not unprecedented but rare.

   Demarcus took the old items to his truck, and Rie wasn't sure if he was
coming back since the work was technically now finished.  After a few
minutes she got up to check and ran square into him in the doorway.  They
excused themselves simultaneously and she realized just how in shape he was
as he caught her with a muscled torso.

   "That's about it.  I just needed you to sign this", he said, extending a
clipboard that she took.

   "You want to try it out before I go?" he asked.  She couldn't help but
giggle, and he laughed, realizing the double entendre.

   "Naw, I just meant do you want to check it out.  You know, make sure
it's up to your standards", he clarified.  She turned and sat on the edge
of the bed, using her hands to test its responsiveness as he took a step
toward her.  Maybe two feet away he asked what she thought.

   "I like it.  I think it will be perfect", she said and smiled up at him.

   He made small talk, first asking where she was from and following that
up with a compliment on her accent.  They chatted for a good 10 minutes
before the conversation lulled.

   She broke the silence first.

   "Ummm, So am I supposed to tip you?" she asked curiously.  There was no
denying she was very attracted to him now, as her nipples were fully
hardened and she even started to feel the first signs of arousal between
her legs.  A handsome and charming young man had just seen her in her
panties and she was now having a good flowing conversation with him, in her
bedroom no less.  Having just met the man she wasn't going to do or say
anything that would indicate she had been charmed, but she felt there was a
quickly developed connection and the interaction was thoroughly enjoyable.
He nodded.

   "Yeah, you can.  You DEFINITELY can".  She looked toward the dresser and
he must have understood why.

   "I don't want to take your money though", he explained.  She ceased
scanning the room for her purse and looked up at him as he stepped even
closer.  He was now directly in front of her, effectively blocking any
attempt to stand up and there was no mistaking the close quarters as a
possible prelude to an intimate encounter.

   He looked down at her confidently but said nothing.  Her heart was
racing and she had the wild impulse to reach out and unbutton his pants. 
It wasn't hard to resist but realizing the urge was there at all scared
her. She didn't want to ask something as unsubtle as what did he want then,
but nonetheless it was on the tip of her lips.

   As it turned out that wouldn't be necessary; he boldly unbuttoned and
unzipped his jeans himself, revealing a pair of boxers with a significant
bulge in them.  She did her best to hold back a smile but couldn't.  At the
very least the corners of her mouth would have given away that she was
pleased and excited by the development.  Although she resisted the urge to
make the first move a moment ago, she wouldn't have been able to suppress
the grin completely if her life depended on it.  It was purely involuntary,
and it was all the encouragement Demarcus needed.  He closed the remaining
bit of space and pulled his boxers down, revealing his large black
semi-hardened manhood.

   Her face was still half a foot above his crotch but he made every
attempt to avail his cock to the cute buxom brunette, moving his groin
forward an inch or two and even holding up the shaft inches from her mouth,
expectantly.  The involuntary twitch was now a full open mouth grin, and to
top that off she was blushing.

   "You're not shy I see", she tried to relieve her anxiety with a joke. 
He looked down at her with head slightly cocked and said nothing as she
took his tool in her hand and leaned toward it.

   She ran her tongue from the base to the tip several times before taking
the head in her mouth and sucking on it gently.  Resting one hand on his
well toned abdominal muscles through his shirt, she began bobbing her head
back and forth on his now full sized cock as he moaned approvingly and
guided her with his hand.

   He told her to lick his balls and she eagerly obliged, sucking one of
them into her mouth and then the other.  When she came up for air, as it
was a bit of reach to lean down and pleasure him, he made another request.

   "Why don't you take that skirt back off and get up on the bed.  Because
you KNOW I want to hit that".

   She was unsure, having committed to the blowjob but not certain if she
was ready to be fucked by her new friend.  She climbed into a doggystyle
position parallel to the edge of the bed but didn't honor the first part of
the request, leaving her skirt on.  Eyeing his jutting cock, wanting to
resume sucking it, she guided the head back into her mouth as he groped her
DD cup breasts briefly before moving his attentions to her bottom.

   He tried for a moment to hike the skirt up but due to the tightness and
length of the garment - it fell close to her knees - he was clearly going
to be unsuccessful.  Not to be discouraged, Demarcus merely reached around
her body and unbuttoned it, pulling it down her legs and off.

   She allowed the disrobing, figuring he probably wanted to finger her
while she used her mouth on him.  He pulled her panties off next and began
to do just that, slipping first one and then two digits into her dripping
wet pussy.  She sucked him harder and stroked his shaft frenetically,
trying to send him over the edge.  Without warning he pulled his cock out
of her hungry mouth and jumped on the bed behind her.

   Being extremely aroused, the thought of his large erect organ inside of
her was a pleasant one, but she was also attempting to think rationally.

   "Ummm, do you have a condom, Demarcus?"

   "Naw baby, it's all good", was his quick and casual response as he
mounted her and thrust his hardness deep into her wet and willing sanctum.

   "Mmmmmm, damn girl", he said as he began fucking her slow and deep.  She
drew in a long sharp breath as he filled her, and then rocked back and
forth with him, clenching and gyrating her pelvis as she enjoyed the
sensations of being stretched by the man's large thick cock.  Between the
occasional ass smacking and the forceful pounding administered by the young
energetic buck, she orgasmed several times before he was ready to finish.

   He grinded himself all the way in and she could feel the head pressing
against her cervix as the warm spurts of cum shot into her.  When he was
finished, he climbed off of her and the bed and they quickly dressed.  She
would need a shower before heading into work, and that would require a
hasty goodbye as it was getting late.  He surprised her by asking for her
number, and she gave it to him readily.

   As she scampered to the bathroom she could hear him singing a R&B song
that was currently getting a good bit of radio play.  The door slammed shut
and she happily wondered if he'd call.