Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453
Every year I enter all of my Christmas goodies into the bake sale. Because all proceeds go towards buying gifts for kids that wouldn’t otherwise be receiving gifts during the holiday season. So I spent the weekend busy baking. The house was permeated with the sexy aroma of cinnamon. Cinnamon is the ultimate aphrodisiac. I was starting to get a throbbing sensation along with a gush of wetness. I had an hour before the pumpkin spice bread was going to be done. So I decided to have some self care time if you know what I mean. Maybe self pleasure is a more accurate description. And that’s exactly what I was doing when I heard a knock. When I opened the door, I must have looked flushed. It was a delivery driver and he needed my signature. But he looked at me and grinned as if he could tell what I had been doing. Or maybe I was just feeling self conscious. Either way, I know I turned bright red. And I’m positive that I was acting guilty and embarrassed. But what made it so much worse it that he was so sexy and I was so horny.
Christmas Goodies
That’s when he asked me if I needed help with the big, heavy box he was delivering. I knew that he was thinking what I was thinking. Or maybe it was the aroma of cinnamon getting to him as well. He brought the box in, and I closed the door behind him. We didn’t say a word. All we could do was stare into each other’s eyes while we stripped each other’s clothes off. He fucked me right there on the kitchen island. It was so fucking hot! Afterwards he said something smelled delicious. And the timer went off right at that moment. I sent him on his way with a warm piece of pumpkin spice bread.
Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453