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On Friday, after work, my girlfriend from the gym came over for a recently-divorced slumber party at my house. Her divorce was just finalized this month and my son was at his dadâs for the weekend (we were divorced about 8 months ago). So she brought two bottles of wine and we were going to order pizza and watch as many of the Magic Mike movies as we could before passing out.
After a glass or two (on an empty stomach), we decided to order the pizza. While I was putting in the order, she went to change into some comfy PJs for the night and put her hair up. I was about to leave to do the same when she joked about âunleashing my tittiesâ for the pizza guy. Her comment made me think twice, so I just stayed in my day clothes.
Like 45 minutes later the pizza still wasnât there and we were both pretty tipsy and starving. I adjusted my bra because I was getting uncomfortable and out of nowhere my friend told me I should just take it off, who cares about the pizza guy. But I was just wearing a thin, white tank top that Iâd been wearing under a jacket at work. If I took my bra off it wasnât going to just be, like, pokey nipples. She and the pizza guy and my whole neighborhood could probably see through my shirt and see my tits.
I told her I might as well just answer the door topless and she shot up (she was lying on the floor, complaining about the pizza a few minutes before) and was like âyou should totally open the door topless.â I laughed and shrugged it off but then she got in my face with this stupid smile and was like âI dare you. Do it.â And I laughed again but she just kept staring at me.
Since my divorce Iâve really been feeling like I lost some of my freedom/wild years to my marriage. And Iâve been reading this subreddit for a few months on my main account and have honestly wanted to try and be a bit more promiscuous before Iâm too old or locked into another relationship. So I shrugged and said fuck it and she cheered.
The little indicator that âJamesâ or âBenâ or whatever my pizza guyâs name was lol was approaching with my order went off and I almost dropped my phone. She turned to me all excited, so I turned around, pulled my tank top off, and popped off my bra. I covered my tits with my hands so she wouldnât see (she pointed out that weâre gym buddies and she had seen them before and also, more importantly, that I was about to flash a stranger, so I took my hands down a few seconds later), and I walked over to my foyer.
I was freaking out, and she was standing at the corner doing this stupid, like, thumbs up move? My phone went off telling me that my doorbell camera picked up movement, so I opened the app and gave it to her so she could watch. Then the doorbell rang.
I looked at the camera app and saw some bored-looking kid who probably just got home from college for the summer. He wasnât bad looking or anything, but a little stringy for my taste. I pulled back from the phone, took a deep breath, and opened the door wearing no shoes, jean shorts, and nothing else.
I looked him straight in the eyes, put one foot out of my door, reached for the pizza, grabbed it, said thanks, backed up, and shut the door. I kept my face cool and collected the entire time, like nothing was happening at all. When I was back inside I immedietely put the pizza on the tile and started laughing into my hands. All I was doing was watching his eyes and the second he realized what was happening they went straight down to my chest and his face went white. But thatâs all I saw.
My friend was still holding my phone and motioned me over to look. The pizza guy looked petrified, and was still just standing on my porch, white as a sheet. But he was far enough back (and thankfully my doorbell camera was good enough) that you could see a distinct bulge in his pants. Eventually he shuffled back to his car and drove away, but we watched him the entire time.
I put on my PJs, we ate the pizza, drank some more wine, got through about 2/3rds of the second Magic Mike, and went off to sleep (she took my guest room). But while I was in bed alone, I pulled up the doorbell camera recording and fingered myself. I had been wet for hours. I havenât cum so hard in years.
I only wish I would've done this sooner. 10 years ago, before I had my son, I bet I couldâve given him a nose bleed right there on my porch! Lol. Now I think I want to do something like this again.
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