Fucked by Delivery

⁣It was a rainy afternoon and traffic was heavy, but that didn't stop Martín, a food delivery man, who was working quickly to complete his latest delivery. He looked at his GPS in frustration, noticing that he had taken the wrong address. Stopping in front of a small building, he knocked on the door by mistake. When it opened, he was greeted by a woman with dark, wavy hair, with tan skin that contrasted with her soft silk robe. "I think you're wrong, but if you need to charge your cell phone, you can come in," he said with a flirtatious smile and a Colombian accent that disarmed him. Martín, noticing that his cell phone was about to go off, accepted the invitation, without suspecting how it would change the course of his night.

He entered the apartment, cozy and scented with a floral aroma. While connecting her cell phone, the woman introduced herself as Valeria and, naturally, mentioned that she was going to take a quick shower before continuing the conversation. Martin, somewhat nervous, tried to concentrate on checking his phone, but his mind was distracted, aware of the sounds of running water in the bathroom. The atmosphere in the apartment was intimate, and the wait only increased the tension. Every minute felt longer, as his imagination ran wild with every little noise that came from the bathroom.

Valeria came out of the shower with her robe slightly ajar, showing a little of her moist and shiny skin. He approached with a naturalness that, far from relaxing Martín, made the tension in the room grow. "Thank you for waiting," he said with a smile that suggested intentions beyond simple hospitality. The silence that followed was not uncomfortable, but charged with palpable electricity. Valeria sat close to him, so close that the heat of her skin seemed to invite contact. Their gazes met, and Martín felt his breathing quicken.

Without words, as if they both knew what was going to happen, Valeria slowly leaned towards him. Martín, unable to contain himself any longer, took her by the waist and their lips met in an intense kiss, loaded with the tension they had felt from the moment she opened the door. Everything else disappeared, the mistake in the address, the rain outside, only the shared moment remained, where the mutual attraction finally overflowed in the small apartment illuminated by the dim afternoon light.