Adultery My Struggles with Trupti by urbanslut

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Who is it?" she presses the button and asks.

"Pizza delivery." a male voice says.

"It's about time. Come on up!"

I look around for my clothes. They are strewn around on the other side of the room. Trupti runs to them and slips on my panties. Then she gives me a wink.

"What are you doing?"

"Fulfilling your fantasy."

I stare, stunned, as there is a knock on the door and Trupti heads for it, clad in just my panties. What is she doing? Is she trying to seduce the pizza delivery guy? And I am still naked, forget what she wants to do. I quickly crawl behind the couch. From there, I am hidden but I can see and hear what's happening.

"Hello." Trupti opens the door and says seductively.

"Pi...urk..." I see the delivery guy's eyes go wide as he sees Trupti's big tits hanging just a few inches from his hands which are holding the food.

"Thank you." Trupti takes the food from his hand, and slowly, swinging her hips, walks to the coffee table and puts the boxes on it.

"It's...umm...ummm...31.35." the guy says in a hoarse voice. He is a young white guy, probably in college. Average looking, average build, with red hair peeping out from under a Mets cap.

Trupti reaches for my purse and pretends to look around inside it.

"Oh silly me!" she says in an overly falsetto voice, as if impersonating Marilyn Monroe. "I don't have any money."

Which isn't true. There is a lot of cash in my purse.

"Umm..." the delivery guy stands there, still tongue-tied at the sight he is seeing.

"Maybe..." Trupti walks back to the door, her boobs swaying, "...we can reach some other agreement."

She takes his right hand and puts it on her left breast. I see him gently squeeze it. There's an erection forming in his pants.

"Would you like to come in?" Trupti throatily says.

"Ma'am...god!" he pulls his hand back. His voice is cracking as he then says, "I have to be back to make more deliveries. And I really need this job to pay for college. And...and I have a girlfriend."

"What?" Trupti says with a sharp edge to her voice.

"I'm...this is...I mean...really, you have no idea what a dream come true this is." he continues earnestly, rubbing his crotch, seemingly to make the erection go away. "But...I am sorry."

"FINE!" Trupti turns around, marches to the purse. I see her take 40 dollars out and fling it in his direction. He takes a couple of steps in, picks up the cash.

"Ma'am, I am sorry. You are very beautiful..."

"Just get the fuck out!" Trupti pushes him out and slams the door behind him. "FUCK!! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!"

I hear her scream. She shakes her head, opens the box and starts eating the pizza. I come out from behind the couch and start eating the pizza too. She seems upset so I don't say anything. The pizza tastes REALLY good. Better than I ever thought it could.

"Of all the ungrateful thankless impotent..." Trupti mutters under her breath.

"He wasn't impotent. He obviously had a boner." I say.

"You slut! Checking out the pizza guy's junk!" she laughs. I laugh too.

After we are done eating, I feel very full and sleepy. I lay back on the couch with my eyes closed, when I feel Trupti's vibrator invade my cunt again.

"We don't need ungrateful little pricks delivering pizza do we?" she whispers.

"No we don't." I whisper back.

Having satiated my hunger for food, I lay back and let Trupti work on my hunger for orgasms.