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Returning the hug with the only comment available, “that depends on how happy your mommy is with me.” My glance focused at Kelly, catching her smile at my hugging her daughter. I gave her son a high-five and waved to the youngest, stuck in a highchair, and started to collect my crates and bags. While at the door, Kelly said, “thank you SO much Jay…distracting the kids was a stroke of genius! This delivery service really grabbed a gem when they hired you…I hope you’ll be our regular guy now?” My response was simply, “I’ll see what I can do about that Kelly, they’re great kids!” Later that day, a notification from the delivery company revealed that Kelly had called and expressed her appreciation for Hardcore my delivery. The boss said her review of my delivery solidified a household that had expressed possibly cancelling services. They were more than happy to let me take over the deliveries to them in the future. The rest of my week went with randomness between deliveries. Each interaction was positive and reviews were good enough to make me feel great about this new flexible opportunity. The next week, Kelly’s delivery order was shopped and delivered as scheduled. This time, when Kelly answered the door, she was wearing capri-length yoga pants, with a bright, wild pattern, and a black version of the same wide neck, baggy sweatshirt she was wearing last week. Her hair done into a bun at the top and back of her head. Her eyes obviously had some makeup around them, but not excessive. As we made our way toward the kitchen, her daughter shouted, “Missur Jay, come look at our project tits for today!” Kelly made quick work of the groceries again, and it was obvious she was noticing my glances as she extended toward the higher cabinets, again exposing the low waist of her yoga pants…or…as she bent to the floor cabinets, giving me a glimpse down her shirt…this time, no sports bra beneath. The quick glance of nipples was a surprise, and my glances turned to stares, it amazed me she didn’t have a bra beneath her sweatshirt! When she was done, and the good-byes with the kids were over, Kelly gave me a hug at the door, extending to her toes so she could get closer to my face, whispering, “next week, the small kids are going to be at the neighbors”. An awkward comment, for sure, but didn’t think about it much, and between family and delivery business, it was forgotten before the petite end of the week. This week…my third week of deliveries…this was the week that changed me from A delivery guy to THE “delivery” guy! Upon arrival at Kelly’s, her hug came to mind…the press of her breasts against my chest, her tiny frame in my arms, the smell of her hair, the smoothness of her skin against my arm…the fact she neglected to wear a bra…but her comment didn’t register. Kelly’s house was my first delivery of the day, and I didn’t have anything after, it was a half-day of school, my kids would occupy the remainder of my day. Knocking on the door, Kelly didn’t answer. Knocking again without an answer. Trying the door handle, surprised it was unlocked. I cracked the door open and loudly stated, “Hello, Kelly, it’s Jay with your grocery delivery.” A muted, “yeah, come on in Jay…sorry…I’m just getting out of the shower” was heard from within the house. Stepping into the kitchen, Kelly entered the room from the other side. She had her hair pulled back into the same bun as last week. Her eyes were highlighted again, but not overly made up. Her lips curled into a smile as she shifted her hips, waiting for me to continue checking her out. She was standing there, wrapped in a towel, with the end tucked cum between her breasts. 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