My latest delivery dare was quite interesting in that it was the longest interaction that I’ve had to date. The outfit for the night was a low, round neck bodysuit with some high waisted short shorts. As always, link to the picture in the comments. The bodysuit was very tight and my boobs spilled out the top, so much so that if I moved to much, both boobs would pop out.

We had to wait over an hour for our delivery. The delivery man was waiting at the store for at least 20 minutes which prompted my husband to message him through the Doordash app. He responded saying that he was quite annoyed at the restaurant given he wasn’t being paid for the wait. My husband suggested that this could be something to speak to him about to prolong the interaction.

*vibrate*

My husband checked his phone to see the delivery man had texted him “I’m here”. He responded, “awesome, just come up to the door” as he peered out from behind the blinds.

“Ok babe, he’s coming up the driveway, go outside and start chatting to him as he walks up”, my husband instructed.

The plan was to have both boobs out when I opened the door but I decided on a change last minute. I opened the door and stepped out onto our porch. My boobs were out but I had them both covered with the robe.

“Hi, that took a long time didn’t it”, I said.

“Yes, I was waiting for 15 minutes”, he replied as he walked towards me. He looked a bit surprised. He must have been expecting my husband as we ordered using his Doordash account and he was the one texting him.

“I’m sorry that you had to wait so long, did they say why it took so long?” I said as I moved the robe away from my left boob. My left boob was now completely exposed to him.

“No they didn’t, they just kept giving it to the Uber Eats drivers”, he replied, as he took his backpack off. He was rummaging through his backpack but kept looking directly at my chest.

“They must favour the Uber Eats drivers then”, I replied as I moved the robe away from my right boob. Now both boobs were completely exposed.

“Yes, I don’t know why”, he replied. His gaze shifted between his backpack to my chest. I smiled to myself. It was empowering to know that even though he was struggling to find the order in his backpack, he was distracted enough to keep looking at me…well, my boobs.

He finally found our order and took it out. I took a few steps till I was at the edge of our porch. He was at the bottom of the steps leading up to the porch, so my boobs were in line with his eyes. I reached out and took the order from him, his eyes, didn’t leave my chest.

“Thanks, have a good night”, I said.

“Thank you”, he replied, still not making eye contact.

The interaction lasted for about 30 seconds, most of which, my boobs were exposed. Thinking back on it, I wonder if he pretended to look through his backpack for the order just to keep looking at my boobs. I doubt he had more than one order in there which makes me think he was either flustered or pretending. Either way, it felt incredibly sexy to walk out knowing I my boobs were out under the robe and to see his reaction as I exposed my boobs one by one. Unlike the other times where my boobs are already out when I opened the door, it felt so much sexier exposing myself with just a flick of my robe.

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