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A Special Delivery Ch. 01

By: ShelbyNaughtyGirl



This story is a work of pure fiction, all characters are the creation of the author. 

This is a story about a wife who really loves her husband but wants something more for both of them. If you are offended by marriages that are not 100% monogamous this is probably not the story for you. The author does not advocate cheating or unprotected sex with a virtual stranger but it does make for some hot reading. Enjoy! 

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Shelby squirmed in her chair. She looked at the clock for what felt like the thousandth time that day. It was only 4:17 and she was aching to go home and start her weekend, but she couldn't leave yet. If she did, her plan would fail. 

Today was the day she was finally going to live out her fantasy and every time she thought about it she felt her pulse quicken. 

She smoothed a hand over her silky dark hair. It was cut short and choppy in an edgy bob that she hoped helped her to look like an adult. She had big, dark eyes and full lips in a heart-shaped face. Shelby resembled an amine character come to life, or maybe a perky co-ed. 

She thanked the anti-aging gene that seemed to have paused her face in young adulthood though she was nearer to 30 than she'd ever admit aloud. A tiny half smile twisted her lips as she thought about how damn hot she looked today. 

Her hand glided over her black pinstriped pencil skirt smoothing away any possible wrinkles. As her gaze traveled downward she glanced into the neck of her top. She had on the most gorgeous lacy bra and the top several buttons of her shirt were opened so that her cleavage was framed by the deep v of fabric. 

She was already aroused. She could feel how sensitive her skin was and her full bottom lip was even more swollen than usual from her unconscious nibbling. The more excited she got, the more she nipped her lip between her teeth and right now she was absolutely eaten up with anticipation. 

Her pussy was already damp with anticipation and she squeezed her thighs tightly together again and again, teasing herself. Her throbbing clit was tenderly pinched between her smooth lips and it only heightened her excitement as she waited for the other participant in her fantasy to arrive.

She looked at the clock and frowned, had it really only been three minutes?

Shelby looked down at her sparkling wedding ring and smiled. She had the most loving and understanding husband in the world. 

She knew none of this would be possible if he hadn't been okay with it, but she still got an illicit thrill when she thought about what they had planned for her to do with someone other than him. Idly, she twisted the diamond infinity band and engagement ring around her finger while she waited.

Shelby sighed, her heart still pounding as she glanced at the clock again. 

Seriously?! 

It had only been one more minute? This was turning into a bad joke. 

She turned to her computer screen trying to work a little bit more, but she had the attention span of a fruit fly at the moment and knew that nothing else was getting done today. Not that it mattered, late afternoon on a Friday and her co-workers had already left. She was luckily the only one in the office. 

Shelby turned her chair around and stood. She looked down to her red and black, patent leather, peep-toe stilettos. These shoes were her absolute favorites. 

She only wore them occasionally because the heels were ludicrously high. But, they were the epitome of fuck-me shoes and that was exactly what she was hoping for, an amazing fuck. 

She slid her hands slowly over her body while she waited. They glided across her thighs, past her hips and over her ass, then around toward the front of her body. She moved them over her lower belly, making the muscles there clench softly before they slipped up to cup her pert, full breasts. 

She groaned quietly as she lifted and gently squeezed the globes together. Her nipples hardened, brushing against the inside of her bra. She unfastened one more button at her neckline. She decided if she really was going to go for it, now wasn't time for subtlety. 

She was getting more than restless and wasn't sure how much longer she could control herself. If he didn't show up in the next minute or two she would either have to take care of herself right now, or speed home and fuck her hubby mindless and then she would have wasted her opportunity.

She knew she would never work up the nerve to try again if she didn't do this today, so she took a deep, cleansing breath and tried to get control of her emotions. 

She jumped as she heard her cellphone buzz announcing that she had a text message. It was from her husband, she smiled to herself as she read it. 

"Hey Hon! I hope your dreams cum true today. I love you and can't wait to hear all about it when you get home." 

Shelby rolled her eyes at her husband's terrible innuendo and she was suddenly filled with nervous energy. Before she'd read it she was just turned on, but now she was a little worried about whether it was going to work at all. 

She knew the Fed-Ex guy, she felt a little thrill of excitement in her lower body at the thought of him, seemed to enjoy flirting with her. He smiled like he was genuinely happy to see her whenever he came into the office and he always seemed to know exactly what to say to make her laugh. 

Shelby soon found herself getting excited whenever she thought about Ryan. At first it seemed like just a harmless little flirtation but when she'd realized how hot she was for him, she knew it was turning into a much deeper attraction on her part. It had turned from friendly to "more than" very quickly for her.

Adam, her husband, loved to watch her when she played with her pussy. Sometimes her thoughts would stray to Ryan. She'd imagine what it would be like with him, how different and exciting it would be to kiss him, to fuck him.

Her fingers slipped between her legs, her body writhed in the sheets, her toes curled tightly as she came for him. But she'd have a terrible twinge of guilt afterward knowing she wasn't thinking always about her husband but someone else. 

She and Adam had talked about secret sexual fantasies many times and she had readily admitted that she loved the feeling of a hot, thick load shot deep inside her throbbing sex. It was generic enough she could tell him without feeling too embarrassed and it was all true.

She loved how slick and slippery it was when Adam came deep inside her then kept fucking her until she'd come again and again. Shelby had always kept the less appropriate continuance of the fantasy to herself.

Eventually, after a lot of cajoling and promises of his understanding, she'd confessed that she loved the idea of a threesome with two men. Something about her being the object of so much desire, a sex toy to be used and pleased made her wild with excitement. 

She loved to imagine two gorgeous, hard cocks wanting her. Touching and licking, sucking and fucking them in every combination possible until finally one of them would come in her and then the other would take his turn too. 

She shivered whenever she imagined her husband fucking her pussy that was already filled with another man's cum. The idea was so nasty but sinfully delicious. 

She knew it was silly since she loved her husband and trusted that he wouldn't judge her, but for her to confess it out loud to him felt good and terrifying at the same time. It was just a harmless fantasy, but Shelby was naturally shy and worried that her confession might make her husband feel like he wasn't enough for her. 

Finally telling him what she honestly wanted made it feel like it could maybe happen some day. Not that she'd expected it to or even dared to hope it could ever come close to happening but giving voice to the idea seemed to give it life. 

After she'd told Adam and he hadn't freaked out she thought the conversation would probably never come up again. They were happy together and Shelby never wanted to do anything that might damage their marriage, no matter how insanely hot and filthy it seemed. 

But, occasionally Adam would see someone while they were out, he'd nudge her and whisper in a deep voice, "What about him?"

Shelby almost always choked out a giggly "NO!" in response to the grandfathers and many ridiculous caricatures of men he would point out to her. 

Every once in a while Adam would ask her about someone he'd seen and he would hit the mark. Then Shelby ended up hot and flustered after admitting to her husband that she might want to fuck someone they were both looking at right then.

At first, when she imagined a threesome the other fantasy man never had a recognizable face. He was never someone she could've named just a "hot guy", someone sexy and good in bed. 

She knew her "type" but there wasn't anyone specific she wanted other than her husband. Well, maybe Channing Tatum or Ryan Gosling or both at the same time, but she felt pretty sure that wasn't going to happen.

The more Adam teasingly brought it up though the more Shelby really started to notice men again.

After they'd gotten married that seeking, searching part of her seemed to dissipate. Her focus was on the man she loved not checking out potential hook-ups cruising the mall or running in the gym. She hardly even paid attention to real life men anymore, she didn't think Captain America counted.

The first time she saw Ryan she'd thought he was really cute. He was in extremely good shape from carrying heavy boxes and rushing around to his deliveries. He was tanned, toned and tattooed.

He was similar to her husband in that they were both good looking, all-American type men. They were both more than average height, with Adam being a couple inches taller and both well built, Ryan a little more slender. 

Adam was clean cut with dark blonde hair and just thinking about him made her mouth water. But something about Ryan's slightly edgier look, light brown hair and a few visible tattoos attracted the darker side of her.

After looking at him nearly every day and getting to know him a little more with each delivery, Shelby realized she was starting to develop real feelings for Ryan.

At first she tried to rationalize what was going on. It was all just innocent fun. They were flirting harmlessly and there was no intent on either side.

She told herself that just because she was a woman and he was a man, there was no reason in the world why they couldn't be friendly. But then she started to notice that she was maybe looking forward to deliveries a little too much.

When she knew he was coming she would smooth her hair and re-apply her lip gloss. She would find herself glancing repeatedly at the clock when she knew it was almost time for him to arrive. Her heart would speed up when she heard the door and then when she actually saw him, her heart would beat even harder. 

She would try to subtly check him out without his noticing and if she just happened to be wearing a low cut top she would try to angle herself so he might catch a better glimpse of her assets. 

Shelby loved when he was near her as she signed for whatever package he'd brought that day and when their hands would occasionally brush she'd have to try hard not to react even though she'd feel herself blushing. She always hoped he wouldn't notice the flush of her heated flesh.

After a lot of hinting followed by several brutally honest conversations, Adam had decided that the time was right to test the waters and maybe experiment a little. 

He wanted his wife to have the one fantasy she wanted most, another man in her bed. He figured that the logical first step was to find her a man. 

Adam knew her type from years of hearing her gush over famous men, but writing a freaky fan letter to Chris Hemsworth asking him to come and bang his wife was probably not going to work. 

He really wasn't sure how you found a willing participant for a threesome anyway. He figured if he was doing the propositioning it might not be the right kind of guy that said yes. 

Adam tried to think of people he knew that might be suitable but it wasn't exactly the type of thing you casually chatted about around the water cooler in the office or asked some random dude you saw lifting weights in the gym. 

Adam didn't really want to ask a friend. He'd never get the image of one of his golf buddies inside his wife out of his head and there would be too many opportunities for the story to accidentally slip out amongst mutual friends.

Adam didn't have any brothers (wasn't that some sort of incest or something?) and he really didn't want to bring home some STD-ridden serial murderer from Craig's List either. 

He knew if he tried to surprise his wife she probably wouldn't want to go through with it anyway and especially if the "special guest" wasn't just right for her. 

Adam knew that finding "him" would have to be up to Shelby and he'd have to keep encouraging his wife otherwise she'd get too scared and chicken out.

When Adam first proposed his idea Shelby couldn't believe it. She wasn't sure if he was being serious or just teasing her again. 

When he told her it was real her immediate reaction was to deny she had any real interest and reassure her husband he was the only one she wanted.

But Adam knew deep in her heart of hearts Shelby wanted to release that little inner slut of hers. He understood her fear of damaging their relationship because he had the exact same reservations.

She was the most important thing in his life and he was a little nervous this could completely backfire and drive her away from him. However, Adam could see that it could also make their bond stronger than ever if it all went right. 

Besides, if it really was something she wanted he wanted it to happen in a controlled, consensual situation so it wouldn't eventually lead to her cheating on him or resenting him for keeping her from something she truly desired. 

Once they'd finally agreed it was something that could really happen without destroying their marriage Adam asked his wife if she'd had anyone in mind as Bachelor Number Two. 

At first Shelby couldn't think of anyone that would be suitable. She needed someone subtle enough to keep it to himself and a guy she actually really wanted to sleep with. This was probably a one time opportunity and she didn't want to settle. She wracked her brains for a few days rejecting every idea she could come up with to find someone anonymous and eventually she settled on Ryan.

The situation might be a little strange, seeing him almost everyday at work but he wasn't a colleague and they didn't have any mutual friends. 

Even if it all went wrong at worst she'd have a couple minutes of daily awkwardness while he tried to get in and out of the office as quickly as possible, or she could always just avoid the door at delivery time.

The more she thought about it the more perfect the choice became in her mind. She had no clue how she would start this conversation and she worried Ryan might not even be interested. At the moment though he seemed her most likely chance.

Once she told Adam about a guy she was interested in he of course wanted to know more. That was one of the most surreal conversations they'd ever had. Shelby felt a little bit ridiculous talking about her "crush" to her husband. 

She really didn't want to hurt his feelings or make it sound like Ryan was better than Adam. There was a reason she'd chosen her husband and she wanted him to know he was the one she was in love with. This was just a sex thing. 

Adam could tell his wife really liked Ryan and he knew it was more than just a physical attraction but he trusted his wife's decision and he gave her the go ahead. 

Neither of them had ever had a threesome or had any real idea of how to get it organized. Together they decided she would try to sleep with him and then if things went well she would invite him to have a threesome.

Shelby was excited about the pending seduction but even more excited by the hope of the possibilities. Ryan might not want to hook up with her at all. He could be in a new relationship or celibate or even gay. 

Shelby just didn't know what would happen. Ryan might want to be with her then freak out when she mentioned her husband. She sighed, she couldn't worry about that until it came up. 

She stood and decided to go for a little walk in the hallway to burn off some nervous energy before Ryan arrived. Shelby opened the door to the suite and stepped out into the deserted hallway. 

Late afternoon on the Friday of a three day weekend had made the building a veritable ghost town. The building was silent as she carefully walked toward the double entry doors to step outside. 

Shelby looked out into the parking lot and saw only four cars including hers. The sun and light breeze felt good on her face and after a few moments she turned and went back inside.

On the way back to her office she stopped in the bathroom. This was by far the nicest office building she had ever worked in. The lady's room was opulently decorated, it wasn't just a bathroom, it was a lounge too. 

Separate from the stalls there was a seating area furnished with a large microfiber couch and a couple of overstuffed armchairs. There were scented candles burning on the end tables and it was softly lit with recessed lighting and a couple of lamps.

Whenever Shelby came into this room she felt like she was in someone's professionally decorated living room or the lobby of a fancy hotel. One entire wall was made up of floor to ceiling mirrors and the remainder of the room was painted a soft golden color.

She stepped up to the full length mirror to check herself out one more time before heading back to her desk. She looked fuckable if she did say so herself.

As she turned to leave she checked out her butt. The back of her skirt was rouched with gathers perfectly placed to accentuate her rounded ass cheeks. Her rear looked like a juicy peach and she felt sure there was no way Ryan could say no to her.

She took a deep breath, tossed her hair with a shake of her head, pulled the door open and strode confidently out into the hallway.

"Oh! Shit!" she cried, as she ran directly into someone.

Shelby started to lose her balance. She felt her left ankle roll as she frantically reached out and grabbed onto the shirt of whomever she had collided with. 

She didn't care who she had a hold of, either they were going to hold her up or she was taking them down with her. 

Shelby gasped as she heard a heavy thud and felt large, warm hands clasp hard around her upper arms. She looked up at her rescuer as she felt herself steadied and realized she was staring right into Ryan's hazel eyes.

"Oh my God! I am so sorry Ryan! I'm so embarrassed!"

Shelby could feel her face flushing and she bit her bottom lip, cringing inwardly. She wanted to shrivel up and die of embarrassment. 

This was not the way she pictured herself seducing him. She figured she would just try to come onto him and then things would progress from there. Instead, she was pretty sure she'd sprained her ankle while she rugby tackled her object of desire. 

Ryan stared into Shelby's face, still surprised at her sudden appearance and the full body contact he hadn't expected. 

He looked down at her taking in her blushing cheeks, the way she had her glossy, full bottom lip clenched between her teeth. Inside her gaping shirt he could see a black lacy bra cupped the round breasts that were rising and falling with her panting breaths. 

"I-I'm sorry!" she stammered, as she leaned back from him.

"Are you okay?" he asked, concerned by how stunned she looked.

"Yeah. I'm fine, just mortified."

Shelby released her clenched hands from his wadded up shirt and firm chest then dropped her eyes from his and started to back away from him.


A Special Delivery Ch. 01



Ryan relaxed the death grip he had on her upper arms as she took a step back but she gasped as she put her full weight on the ankle that had rolled. 

A sharp pain shot up her leg and she lurched off the sore joint causing her to wobble, off balance. Ryan grabbed her arms again to help to keep her upright.

"I think maybe you should sit," he said, looking around for a place to help her to, but there was nothing around them.

"If you can walk I'll help you. Then we can check your ankle."

Shelby gingerly tested her ankle but hissed with pain as she put her full weight on the traumatized joint. 

Ryan could see this was not going to work so he stooped and caught her behind the knees and back, lifting her. Shelby wrapped her arms around his neck holding on for dear life.

"Oh no! Please don't!" she pleaded, even more horrified than when she'd crashed into him. 

She cringed at the thought of him knowing exactly how heavy she was, though he seemed more than able to easily hold her. 

Shelby was torn, desperately wanting to be let down even though her heart was racing. She loved being in his arms, pressed against his chest. Ryan smelled good and her already raging libido was burning wildly out of control. 

He started to turn, planning on taking her back to her own suite, but she couldn't let him carry her all the way down the length of the hallway. 

"Wait! If you can just take me into the bathroom, there is a couch. I can sit for a minute and I'm sure I'll be able to walk back to the office. 

"Everyone else seems to have gone home already, so you don't have to worry about anyone seeing you in the ladies'." 

Shelby hoped this would do so he would just put her down already. She really wanted to stay where she was in his arms but not if she was feeling paranoid about her weight, she was female after all.

Ryan considered the options for a second and figured that was as good an idea as any. With a couple long strides he stepped to the door of the bathroom. He turned and pushed it open with his butt before backing into the space. 

"Wow!" he exclaimed.

"This is really nice. I've never been in here before."

Shelby giggled, "Well, I hope you haven't been lurking around in the women's bathroom. Otherwise I might think you're a pervert, or maybe some sort of traveling, office Lothario and that could make me jealous."

Ryan was surprised and felt a little twinge of excitement at Shelby's statement. She'd be jealous of him hooking up with girls he'd met on deliveries? 

He knew she was married, he'd noticed the rings the first time they'd ever met. Not that he could blame her husband, that lucky bastard had just gotten there first. 

She was adorable and funny, a bright spot in his day of repetitive, forgettable deliveries. He stepped to the couch and gently set her down on the fluffy cushion. 

Ryan smiled down at her, "Don't worry, there's nothing to be jealous of. I'm not a womanizer. Plus, you're married." 

Ryan nodded toward the sparkling rings on Shelby's left hand. 

"I should be the jealous one," he admitted. 

"Now, let's take a look at that ankle," he said, changing the subject.

She felt her excitement quadruple. She'd been nervous admitting that the thought of him with other women made her jealous, but she wanted to jump up and down and do a little happy dance when he confessed that he could be jealous thinking about her with her husband.

Ryan squatted down in front of her looking at her sexy shoes.

"Which one is it?" he asked, contemplating her petite feet and smooth legs. 

He liked the shiny patent leather of her shoes but when he saw how high the stiletto heels were he knew why she'd hurt her ankle. 

"The left one," she said, "my left." 

As she watched, his large hand reached out and slid slowly and gently around the back of her calf. She sucked in a quick breath as his hot hand slid over her bare skin before it moved down the back of her leg to cup her ankle.

Shelby had touched Ryan's hands with hers dozens of times but this was something completely different than the teasing accidental brushes of their fingers. 

She had never thought her leg could be a sensitive erogenous zone, but the juxtaposition of his slightly calloused hand sliding over her satiny smooth skin made her stomach muscles twitch with desire. 

As he knelt before her Ryan gently lifted her leg and set her foot on his knee. Shelby let her right knee drop slowly to the side, subtly opening her legs to him as he delicately probed her ankle. 

She was ridiculously hot for him now and desperately wanted him to "accidentally" look up her skirt. 

She hoped if he saw her open legs and damp panties he wouldn't be able to resist the unspoken invitation.

"How does it feel? Does it hurt while I'm touching it?" he asked, slowly rotating her foot around and bending and flexing the joint.

It felt mostly okay to her but Shelby could hardly think with his warm hands finally on her flesh. She felt wanton with her legs spread, open to him, everything there for him to see if he would just look up.

"Umm, it's still a little sore, but it does feel better now that I'm not on it. I think it just needs another minute, maybe."

She wanted to jump on him, but held herself back, afraid she might scare him away. 

Their little flirty interlude seemed to be going well but it would be humiliating if she was reading him all wrong. She felt sure he would understand her intentions if he'd just look up.

Ryan was still carefully testing her tender joint. His fingers probed all the little dips and hollows of her ankle, seeking out the painful areas as he tried to carefully massage away her discomfort. Shelby hissed with momentary pain. 

Ryan's hoped he hadn't hurt her. He figured she just had a mild little sprain and she'd be fine as long as she didn't do anything crazy like jumping on a trampoline or hiking Mount Kilimanjaro.

Finally, she got her wish.

He looked up.

He almost fell over when he realized he could see directly up her skirt. Her silky smooth thighs were parted, her left foot still rested on his knee. He followed the line of her leg directly to her black lace covered mons.

Time felt like it stopped as she waited for his reaction.

His expression was definitely surprised and he didn't look offended. 

Shelby felt hopeful, so deliciously exposed to him.

Her pussy had been damp with anticipation before but now with the object of her desire staring right at her sex, Shelby felt her panties became suddenly soaked. 

She wanted to squirm around or squeeze her thighs shut to hide herself, to relieve some of the throbbing ache of her sex but she forced herself to wait for his response. Her soft panting breaths were the only indication that they weren't some sort of statue, a lust inspired tableau vivant.

Ryan tore his gaze away from her sex. 

"Oh my God! I'm so sorry!" he started to apologize.

"I'm not," Shelby responded. 

"I want you. I have for a while. I really hope you might want me too, otherwise I think I'll die of embarrassment," her voice quavered slightly, her throat tightening with nervousness. 

When Ryan met her gaze, Shelby had her answer. She could see the heat in his hazel eyes and knew he was definitely interested.

"You're married though," he said, waiting for her response.

She bit her bottom lip and looked away. 

"I've already talked about this with", she swallowed hard, "with my, ahem, with my husband."

Ryan nodded at her to continue. 

"Well, my biggest fantasy is to be with another man. And I well, I really want to be with you. 

"Oh my God, I sound like such a slut and this is coming out all wrong.

"We, my husband and I decided that whatever happens will be okay between us.

"Please don't think we're like wild swingers or that I sleep around a bunch. I'm not a skank and I really don't want you to feel pressured or weirded out."

Shelby looked deep into his eyes trying to figure out what he was thinking. She hoped she didn't seem desperate or freaky in a bad way.

She wanted him so badly, but didn't want him to feel like she was trying to force him into such a strange situation.

She felt light-headed and her knees were trembling with lust. She bit her bottom lip as she waited impatiently for his response. 

He broke eye contact with her and gently set her foot on the floor. He stood before her and reached out for her hand. Shelby's heart skipped a beat when she realized he must be saying yes to her.

"Let's get you up and check that ankle again," he said, neutrally.

She tried to control her expression, but she felt a crushing disappointment and embarrassment at his unspoken rejection. 

It could've been worse she thought, at least he didn't laugh at her or give her some sort of sad little "it's not you, you're a really nice person" type excuse. She probably would've cried in humiliation if that happened. 

She placed her hand in his, still feeling her pulse speed up as his warm hand engulfed her smaller one. She tried to smile at him as he gently pulled her to her feet, but it felt fake and forced so she pressed her lips tightly together instead.

"How is that?" he asked, a concerned look on his face. 

He held her hand to steady her, frowning as he concentrated on her ankle. Shelby carefully put her weight on it, then bounced a little to test it out.

"Thank you for helping me out. It feels pretty much normal again."

Ryan smiled at her, "Well, I'm glad it seems better. 

"I definitely wouldn't want anyone to accuse me of taking advantage of you when you're injured, just a defenseless damsel in distress." 

Her heart did a little flip, she couldn't believe her ears. Was he really saying he wanted her too?

He tugged her hand and she fell lightly against him. He wrapped his arms around her and she could feel his long, lean body against hers. Ryan was firm and warm and she couldn't wait for what would happen next.

She felt suddenly shy as she looked into his eyes, so close. She felt silly because just a few moments ago he was looking up her skirt and she was inviting him to fuck her. Having a fantasy though was completely different than physically taking that first step toward fulfilling it.

She tilted her chin upward toward him and he followed her lead bending his head. Their lips were a hair's breadth apart. 

Shelby froze, holding her breath. She savored Ryan's body heat crossing those last millimeters between them. She closed her eyes and lifted her heels slightly, finally, finally pressing their lips together.

Shelby gasped as she felt Ryan's lips touch hers in a soft, chaste kiss. She hadn't kissed anyone but Adam since they had been married. 

The gentle but firm press of Ryan's mouth made her dizzy with desire. She turned her head to the right, changing the angle of the kiss, deepening it. 

She was so excited she wanted to run around the room shouting "Yes, yes, yes!" but that would mean she'd have to stop kissing Ryan. Instead she softly parted her lips, inviting him into her.

They sighed together as his tongue teasingly brushed hers with soft, feathery touches. Shelby groaned and grabbed the back of his head, hungrily pulling his mouth harder against hers.

He took control of the kiss, molding himself to her as his hands roamed over her body and she pressed her heated body tighter against him feeling the firm lines of his muscles pressed against her softer feminine form. 

One gently glided down to stop at her lower back just above the swell of her butt. The other burned a path upward to tease lightly over her neck and slip into her hair. His fingers clenched in the silky strands as she broke the kiss to teasingly nip his bottom lip between her teeth. 

He pulled back and she looked up at him. They were both breathing hard as they just stared at each other. 

Shelby really hoped he wasn't done because if he left now she thought she'd die of unsatisfied arousal. 

He groaned softly and pulled her mouth to his again kissing her hard until all worries of him stopping disappeared.

His hand was hot even through the fabric of her skirt as it slid down over her ass cheek. Squeezing her firm flesh, he pressed their pelvises together. 

Shelby whimpered against his mouth as she felt his erection press against her belly. It was hard and thick feeling and she couldn't wait to get her hands and mouth on it.

Ryan broke their kiss and pressed his lips to her cheek right below her ear. His warm breath tickled her ear making her shiver with excitement.

She panted as his lips roamed, kissing and tasting her. He left love bites on her neck and collarbones as he gently bit and sucked her flesh, making her hips twitch unconsciously toward his. 

Ryan wasn't exactly sure what he was doing. He had thought Shelby was pretty but when he saw her wedding rings he had tried to put her out of his mind. He told himself she was taken and therefore off-limits to any advances he may have wanted to make on her. 

He still liked to think about her and after getting to know her better through his almost daily visits he found himself wishing she was single more and more. 

When she literally ran into him this afternoon he'd realized just how much he wanted her. He loved the teasing glimpses down her low cut necklines and the way her hand would brush his occasionally when he handed her a package or he took the signature machine from her hand. 

He never imagined anything like this would be happening, he would never have imagined himself involved with a married woman. It was too complicated to get involved in and something he just didn't think was right. 

But this felt so good there was no way he was going to stop. Plus, she said that this was somewhat planned and how could she be cheating if her husband approved?

Ryan groaned as he kissed his way down her neck. She smelled juicy and intoxicating like the best kind of forbidden fruit, a delicious sinful dessert of dark berries with the faintest hint of pure vanilla. His mouth watered as he thought about her ripe, luscious body, hot and ready for him.

His finger slid into the neck of her top pulling the collar to one side exposing her upper chest to his gaze. He leaned in to softly run the tip of his tongue over her collar bone. 

He stared down at her exposed cleavage and slowly started to unbutton her top. He wanted to rip it open but the teasing anticipation of watching each button slip through the buttonhole was driving him crazy in the best way possible. 

Shelby watched as he pulled her shirt wide open. She felt her nipples harden under his gaze and her breasts ached to be touched.

Ryan looked at the firm mounds encased in black lace. He could see glimpses of her pale flesh and the darker points of her hard nipples tenting the delicate fabric.

He pressed a soft kiss on top of each globe, giving her goosebumps. She arched her back lifting her swollen and sensitive breasts toward his face. Ryan then pressed a kiss against each nipple in turn. It was the sexiest torture to feel his warm touch through the thin lace, so close to touching but not. 

His fingertip slid over the top of the firm swells along the edge of the lace cups. His finger dipping inside gently bumping over the hard nubs. She moaned with each touch wanting more.

Ryan went back to her mouth, kissing her again as he pulled her shirt from the waist of her skirt. He carefully lifted it off of her shoulders, sliding it down the length of her arms. 

He dropped it onto the floor behind them and ran his fingertips lightly down the center of her newly bared back. She shivered with the tickling touch, arching her back, pressing her breasts into his chest. 

His hand stopped at the sensitive base of her spine. He grasped the zipper tab of her skirt and she heard the muted ripping noise as he slowly teased the closure down. She felt cool air waft into the back of her open skirt over the tops of her bare ass cheeks. 

Ryan's finger delved slightly into the cleavage there, tickling her sensitive lower back before he tugged on her skirt. She felt the glide of the silk as it dropped, slipping down her thighs until it pooled around her feet. 

Shelby broke their kiss and stepped out of her discarded skirt. Ryan took a couple steps back to take her in.

She was wearing a black lace g-string, matching bra and those sexy looking shoes. Her hair was tangled from his hands and her lips were swollen from his kisses. She looked slutty in the best possible way, and her eyes burned with desire for him.

Ryan kicked off his shoes and socks. He grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled it over his head in one smooth move and he gave Shelby a sly smile as he finished undressing to his boxer briefs, tossing his clothes to the side. 

She stared at him standing before her, nearly naked and knew more than ever she wanted to do this. She could see from the somewhat sizable tent that he wanted it too.

Ryan backed slowly away until he was against the mirrored wall. He stared at her for a few moments more and then beckoned to her with a crook of his finger and she obediently walked toward him. 

He watched as her hips swayed seductively and her boobs bounced slightly with each step. His eyes traveled up her body, she stopped with about a foot of space between them. She bit her bottom lip as they made eye contact close but not touching. 

She stood, frozen before him.

Ryan reached out touching the space between her breasts with a fingertip. He dragged it slowly downward, over the center of her bra, then down her stomach. 

The muscles in her stomach quivered as he took a teasing detour around her navel. His finger slowly circled the indentation then suggestively dipped inside before continuing its downward exploration. It glided lower over her belly making her hips twitch toward him. 

She didn't know where his finger would stop but the anticipation was driving her wild.

His fingertip slid down to the waistband of her panties then edged inside. He hooked his finger in the elastic and tugged her toward him.

She moaned as she fell the last few inches into him. They pressed together, bare skin to bare skin. She felt her boobs squish against his chest while his burning hard-on pressed against her stomach. She felt it twitch with the desire to escape the confines of his boxers.

Shelby tilted her head up and kissed him again. This time she let her mouth roam. She kissed along his jawline and sucked on his earlobe before moving to his neck. She ran her hands over the back of his head, his short hair felt like velvet beneath her hand. 

Ryan smelled masculine and clean like soap and fresh air. She softly bit his collarbone making him groan before venturing back up to his mouth. He plunged his tongue between her lips, not being gentle this time he kissed her like he owned her. 

His hands cupped her boobs, grasping the firm flesh, he squeezed them, her hard nipples pressed against his palms. His fingers teased the hard nubs, stroking and lightly pinching them through the lace. He softly tugged on them, making her gasp and arch her back pressing her aching nipples toward his teasing fingers.

He tugged the cups of her bra down exposing her bare flesh to his warm grip. He savored her for a moment before he broke the kiss to look down at her bare tits cupped in his hands. He loved the way the full curves looked in his grasp, his tanned hands framed her creamy flesh. 

He dropped his hands seeing her breasts exposed to his view for the first time. Her nipples were hard, a lightly blushed tan, standing at attention for him. He tweaked them between his thumbs and forefingers making her squeak. He laughed softly and lightly tugged them making her whimper.

Ryan bent his head to place a soft kiss on her nipple. The tip of his tongue flicked over her making her writhe with the warm, wet contact. He wrapped his lips around her nipple, flicking his tongue over the little nub, licking and sucking. He switched to the other side as she gripped his head, holding him to her as he suckled and nibbled her sensitive flesh.




A Special Delivery Ch. 01



He reached around and unhooked her bra, letting the limp garment slide down her arms. She tossed it to the side and pulled his mouth to hers for a quick kiss. Then she dropped to her knees before him.

Ryan looked down at Shelby kneeling at his feet, topless in just panties, her bare ass cheeks framed by her sexy heels.

She stretched to her full kneeling height and placed her palms against his bare chest and gently sank her fingertips into his flesh. She leisurely slid her hot little hands down his torso, her fingernails lightly tickling his skin as she took in the feel of his body.

She felt his hard nipples against her palms and the long, smooth lines of his stomach, the muscles warm beneath her touch. Her hands circled down around either side of his erection, teasingly close to his sensitive dick.

Shelby pressed a soft kiss to his stomach right below his belly button. Then she gently nipped him with her teeth, giggling as he groaned, his stomach muscles jumping.

She drew the tip of her tongue down the length of his happy trail and pressed light kisses and licks over his hips and lower belly.

She gripped his erection through the fabric of his boxer briefs sizing up his member. It felt thick and hot and hard in her grasp. She tugged his shorts down and watched with wide eyes as its gorgeous length sprang out before her face.

Ryan smiled to himself, as he watched her. He loved the excited look on her face as she examined his cock, hard and hers to do with as she pleased. She wrapped her small, warm hand around his girth, gently squeezing the hard length.

She stroked him shyly at first just testing the waters. Her hand slid easily over his hard-on, as she stroked him she unconsciously licked her lips.

She rubbed the smooth shaft against her cheek, eyes closed as she savored the feeling of his silky skin. She placed a loving kiss on the tip before rubbing the head over her shiny, wet lips.

Encouraged by his soft groan, she kissed down the length of his shaft, then back up the other side. She ran the tip of her tongue back down his length, then up again.

Her tongue stroked the underside of his shaft and she pressed a kiss to his scrotum. She first licked and then carefully sucked one of his testicles into her mouth, gently rolling it around with her tongue before switching to the other.

She went back and kissed the head again, this time with slightly open lips. He felt her hot breath blow over him and then the tip of her tongue brushed damply against him. The anticipation was killing him. He really wanted to thrust himself into her mouth but he waited to see what she'd do next.

As he watched, her tongue circled him, rubbing the sensitive ridge around the head. She pressed him against her puckered lips and took just the tip in, sliding him slowly into the hot, wet warmth. The slick head of his dick slipped over her tongue and lips as she licked and sucked his cock.

Her head bobbed as her hand worked in tandem with her mouth stroking his length. Encouraged by his groans she took more and more of him into her mouth. 

She sighed, loving the feel of his hot length between her lips. Her tongue flicked and swirled around the shaft and head as she eagerly tried to swallow as much of him as possible. 

She was engrossed in her work, trying to give him as much pleasure as she could her own moans muffled by the thick member stuffed in her mouth.

Ryan looked down at Shelby, on her knees worshipping his cock. Her hands seemed to be everywhere at once, sliding all over his shaft, cupping his balls, gripping his hard thighs as she worked his erection. Her tongue circled and stroked every available surface of his dick as she continued to blow him.

He slid a hand into her hair, tangling his fingers in the thick strands, she looked up at him as she continued her oral assault. He watched how her shiny lips gripped him, her cheeks sunken in with her efforts. 

Suddenly overwhelmed by the intimacy of his gaze, she broke eye contact with him, looking down, she could see his toes clenching against the floor. 

She continued licking and sucking and stroking him for a few moments more. Her eyes closed as she enjoyed the power she had over him even while she was in such a submissive position.

She looked back up to his face, staring into his eyes as she reluctantly pulled him from her lips with a juicy slurp before she pressed one last loving kiss to the tip.

Shelby bit her bottom lip, looking up to Ryan hoping for his approval. He smiled down at her and put his hand out to help her to her feet. She placed her hand in his and got a thrill of excitement as his fingers wrapped around hers.

Even though he was naked and she was nearly so, and even though she had been going down on him just moments ago, Ryan's sweetness and every little touch between them was making her light-headed with excitement.

She stood before him and he held her tightly to the front of his body, kissing her eager mouth. He slowly turned them so her back was to the mirror. She leaned against the glass and shivered at the slick, cold surface against her bare back and butt cheeks. One of his hands cupped her face, guiding her mouth against his.

Ryan's other hand slid down her ribs then toward the center of her body. It skimmed over the front of her panties and he curved his fingers beneath her cupping her sex. She froze as he held her, his hot palm ground against her mons, his fingers pressed lightly against her pussy lips. 

Her hips bucked toward his softly probing fingers as the tip of his middle finger gently urged her lips apart. She gasped grabbing onto his upper arms when he found her clit. He touched it with the barest of brushes through the thin fabric of her panties. 

Holy fuck she's so hot and wet, he thought. 

"Wait! I'm, uh, I'm really close already. If you keep doing that, I'm, oh! I-I'm going to come."

Shelby's voice wavered as she tried to warn Ryan of her eminent climactic emergency.

He just smiled at her. 

"Isn't that the point?" he asked.

She clenched her thighs tightly together trying to stop his hand from moving. She clung to him trying to get herself under control. She breathed deeply in and out and tried to focus on anything but what he was doing to her. 

When her body had relaxed a little he could tell she had regained control and stopped herself from getting off. He pulled his hand away from her sex and tugged her panties slowly down, teasing inch by teasing inch.

The rest of her body was torturously exposed to him. Her mound was smooth except for a thin, dark line drawing his eye downward to her hidden sensitive places. 

He tugged the sheer scrap further down her thighs exposing the entirety of her soft sex to his gaze. He liked the stark contrast of the line of black fabric beneath her silky pale lips. The black triangle of lace fell down around her ankles and she stepped out of the discarded underwear, now only in her heels.

She stood naked and exposed in front of him. He stared at her like some sort of animal, hot and hungry for her body. She forced her arms to stay relaxed at her sides even though she wanted to cover herself with her hands. 

She felt vulnerable and powerful at the same time knowing that he wanted her and could take her anyway he chose.

He knelt before her and reached out placing his hands on her knees. With a little gentle pressure he slid his hands up her inner thighs and coaxed her legs open. Ryan pressed a kiss against her bared pussy making her whimper. His tongue slipped slowly into her cleft, stroking her clit. His hand stroked her upper inner thigh before sliding behind her to grip her ass cheek. 

"Oh! Oh, God! Mmm, oh, please! Please!" Shelby begged as he teased her. 

She could feel all of her control was gone and her orgasm was already almost on her. 

Suddenly, his lips fastened around her clit and his two middle fingers thrust easily and deeply inside her. Ryan sucked and flicked his tongue back and forth over her sensitive little nub as he stroked her insides.

She cried out as she came for him, her head dropped back, her eyes squeezed tightly shut, her back arched as she melted over his fingers. 

He couldn't believe how easily he made her come but he wasn't going to complain. Her hips thrust wildly at his face and he used his hard grip on her ass cheek to keep her sex pressed to his mouth.

Her pussy was tight around his fingers. He stroked in and out faster and faster as he drove her orgasm higher. His fingers stretched and spread her while he sucked her little clit occasionally flicking the tip of his tongue over her. He loved the taste and smell of her arousal and he couldn't wait to fuck her and make her come again.

He could finally feel her coming down after what seemed to him like the longest orgasm ever. Shelby's breathing started to slow, her tense body started to relax and her pussy slowed its rhythmic grasping of his pleasurably intruding fingers.

As he studied her face, her eyes opened slowly and she looked down at him. They locked eyes and he took in the fiery passion still burning in her dark gaze. She looked like the embodiment of pleasure, flushed and wanting him. 

He eased his fingers from her body, making her squirm. Shelby could see that they were slick and shiny before he slipped them into his mouth.

She bit her bottom lip to stop herself from crying out with excitement as she watched him sucking her taste from his fingers. He stood and pressed a hard kiss to her lips. She could faintly taste herself on him as his tongue slid over hers.

He broke the kiss and eased her around so that she faced the mirror. She braced her hands against the cool glass and watched him reflected behind her. 

He traced a finger tip over her shoulder making her shiver. It tickled its way down the length of her spine to tease the top of her ass-crack before quickly slipping along the cleft making her squirm and giggle. He grasped her hips and gently urged her ass back toward him. 

Shelby obediently stepped her lower body closer to Ryan then spread her feet. Her palms and forearms against the mirror steadied her as she bent further over, presenting him with an unobstructed view of her from behind.

She felt deliciously whorish, legs spread, ass out, everything exposed to him. Her pussy was swollen with arousal, hot and dripping. She could feel the wetness was spread over her bare lips. The cool air tickled her most sensitive flesh. 

Ryan groaned as he looked at Shelby. He could see her round ass cheeks before him, her pussy lips peeked out from between open her thighs. The barest hint of pink was revealed at the edges of the closed cleft before him.

He reached out, tracing her soaking, silken flesh. His finger tip slid down the length of her split and juicy sex, until it met her clit.

He probed it softly, getting to know the center of her pleasure. He rubbed it gently, first stroking lazily in small circles then flicking so softly back and forth. 

She obviously loved what he was doing. Her ass pushed back toward him, while breathy little moans escaped her softly parted lips.

He used his second hand to spread her cunt, his fingertips holding her open. With all her secrets completely exposed to him, he admired the most gorgeous and perfect sex he'd ever seen. 

She had full, smooth lips, succulent, pink folds, her perky little clit stood at attention for him,and above that her opening was tight and literally dripping with arousal. He couldn't wait to get his cock inside her, he couldn't wait to fuck her, to pound her gorgeous sex and fill her with his cum.

Shelby watched Ryan in the mirror. She could feel his fingers touching and teasing her sex. She watched his expressions as he explored her most intimate areas and it looked like he was enjoying the view.

He stroked her clit before his finger slipped up the length of her sex before it circled her opening. His middle finger dipped inside her just up to his first knuckle.

She moaned as his finger teased inside her, still circling. She felt the tip of a second finger push against her, she wanted that one inside her aching pussy too. He pushed gently but firmly until she felt her pussy stretched as he penetrated her.

Shelby's hips leaned toward Ryan's hand and he slid his fingers deeper inside her. Ryan fingered her slowly building her excitement up. 

When she was writhing before him thrusting against his hand, he stopped. He pulled his fingers from her body, leaving her feeling empty.

He grabbed her hips to steady her and slid his dick against her. They moaned together, feeling their bare flesh rubbing. His length fit between her lips easily sliding down the length of her crevice and she twitched her hips back toward him as the head of his cock bumped her clit.

She sighed enjoying the slick friction but all she wanted was his hard-on buried in her sex. He slipped against her making her crazy with lust. He teased her, making her want it more with every thrust.

"Please. Oh God! Please fuck me Ryan. Please. Please put it in me."

Shelby was beyond any semblance of self-control. She would have done anything for his cock.

Ryan pulled back and looked at his dick, it was slick and glistening with Shelby's wetness. He could see a clear bead of pre-cum at the tip of his erection. 

He lined the head of his cock up with her entrance and met her eyes in the mirror. 

"I don't have any protection. Is that okay? Do you still want me?" he asked. 

Shelby loved that he was a gentleman even at this late moment. She didn't think many men would've even thought to ask. 

Shelby giggled, "I want you so bad. I have a condom in my purse back in the office if you want, but I am clean and on The Pill. 

"Please fuck me. Please cum in me. Please just make me feel good."

With her reply, he urged himself forward a tiny bit. She froze as his head pushed against her. 

"I can still stop. You can still say 'no' and go back to your husband untouched."

She looked into his eyes intently. 

"I want you in me, now. Fuck me. Please fuck me. Please Ryan."

He pushed forward again, slowly and purposefully, he felt her slick, juicy folds part around him. Her sex was hot and slippery as her opening stretched around him. He watched as the head of his dick disappeared fully inside her pussy.

He stopped momentarily and smiled to himself when she struggled to press her ass back toward him. He held her hips firmly, completely in control of her. He urged his hips forward again, teasingly sliding into Shelby's pussy an inch at a time. 

Shelby couldn't believe that Ryan was actually inside her. Her heart was racing and her head was swimming, all of her pleasure was focused around his length inside her sex. 

She felt a little guilty. Another man, not her husband was unprotected in her pussy but she felt so good at the same time she was having a hard time caring about how wrong it seemed.

Ryan sank fully into her pussy, he bottomed out and held himself still inside her. She cried out as he filled her completely. The room was silent except for Shelby's shallow panting breaths. She was on the verge of begging, small whimpers of desperation escaping her parted lips.

She clenched her inner muscles tightly around him, trying to entice him to move inside her. She squirmed trying to move over his length but he tightened his grasp on her hips and she froze again. 

When he decided she'd had enough teasing he slowly eased himself from her body until just his head remained inside her.

"Please don't tease. Please just fuck me," she begged.

With that he slammed hard inside her willing sex. She cried out as his balls slapped against her clit and the head of his cock brushed her cervix. 

He started a steady rhythm, fucking her deeply and completely, not just relentless jackhammering but long full satisfying strokes. 

He leaned back so he could watch the way her tight pussy lips cradled his cock as it pistoned in and out of her passage. She gripped him like she never wanted his dick to leave her body. He loved it. 

Ryan looked into the mirror to watch her face as he fucked her. Her eyes were squeezed tightly shut allowing her to focus on every pleasurable feeling emanating from her sex. 

Her rounded breasts hung beneath her bent body bouncing at the end of each inward trust. He reached around her and gently grabbed them, softly squeezing and enjoying the fleshy weight in his palms. She groaned feeling the warm, muscular length of his torso over her back as his heavy breaths tickled her ear.

She gasped and her eyes flew open when he kissed her neck and lightly sank his teeth into the tender flesh. He reached around in front of her and she moaned as his warm hand stroked the bare lips of her sex. He scooped some of her wetness with his fingertips and sought her clit. 

He found the little nub and flicked his finger back and forth over her as he slowed his thrusts. He circled his hips slowly, his dick touching every inner surface of her pussy. She felt weak in the knees, as his fingers stroked her more intensely. 

Shelby could feel the little muscular tremor deep in her body that warned her another orgasm was eminent. Her pussy was quivering around the cock buried inside it and she knew she was on the verge of an explosion.

Her eyes traveled up to his reflected face and all she could think about was looking into his eyes while he finished her off. 

He grabbed a handful of her hair and gently pulled, lifting her chin. He tugged it a little further, forcing her back to arch, pushing her ass hard into his stomach.

She had a sudden thought that this was like something she'd seen on Discovery Channel, primal and animalistic. They locked eyes and he said, "Come for me baby. Come over my dick."

He pinched her clit between his thumb and forefinger and Shelby dissolved into pure pleasure. Her body bowed and tensed against him as she shuddered. She was so overwhelmed she couldn't keep her eyes open any longer.

She whimpered as she did exactly what he said and came over him. Ryan thrusted deep and slow inside her twitching, clenching sex prolonging her orgasm and enjoying her every shiver. He loved the way she responded to his touch, the way she seemed to come and come and come for him. 

He loosened his grip on her hair when he felt her body relax beneath him. She pressed her overheated face to the slick, cold glass before her. When she opened her eyes, he was smiling softly at her.

He kissed the corner of her mouth and he laughed quietly as she flicked the tip of her tongue over his bottom lip.

"I want you on top of me," she said, "So I can look at you as you fill me with your cum. I want it so badly." 

Her words made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. It was exactly what he wanted to do and he wanted to do it now. 

He growled and pulled out of her, he grabbed her upper arm roughly, and spun her to face him. 

He wrapped one arm around her back and tangled the other hand in her hair and kissed her deeply. His tongue slid over hers as he held her tightly against him. He broke the kiss and gently pushed her backward onto the couch.

Shelby fell onto the thick cushions, the fabric felt soft and silky on her bare skin. She stretched out along the length of the seat, waiting for him to join her. 

He took a moment to look down at her naked body. She fixed a smoldering gaze on him. Shelby bit her bottom lip as her eyes travelled from his face down the length of his body. 

Her legs were spread for him. Ryan knelt on the couch between her open thighs, looking into her damp swollen sex. She reached down and lazily trailed her fingers between her legs, she shivered as she brushed her clit.

He stroked his length a couple of times, pulling his dick to its fullest, hardest potential before he fit the head of his cock against her opening again. 




A Special Delivery Ch. 01



They both looked down and watched his length spread her lips and sink slowly into her body. They sighed together as he filled her, his domed head rubbed over her g-spot and sensitive insides.

Shelby gripped his biceps as he fucked her, he slid smoothly between her legs. His cock stroked in and out of her as she writhed for him. He looked at her spread out beneath him, her breasts bounced with each thrust.

She looked up into Ryan's eyes they were warm brown with green flecks and they reflected her excitement. She gave him a half smile and grabbed the back of his head pulling his mouth to hers.

She closed her eyes so she could focus on every sensation, his lips against hers, the way his body felt pressing her down into the couch cushions. She wrapped her legs around his hips pulling him closer, pushing his cock deeper.

"Oh God! That feels so good!" She whimpered in his ear. 

She loved fucking her husband and could never get enough of him, but this was a whole new level of pleasure. The fulfillment of one of her biggest fantasies, the excitement of the conquest, being with someone new, the feeling of the forbidden.

Shelby opened her legs wide for him then she reached down between them. Her fingertips tickled his hip bones and groin, brushing around the base of his cock while he fucked her.

She ran her hands over Ryan's body, they glided over his hard shoulders, down the long muscles of his back where she grabbed his flexing ass cheeks and pulled him in tight again. His pubic bone mashed against her clit, the increased friction bringing her orgasm closer and closer. 

Shelby cried out with excitement lifting her hips to his, opening her body to his thrusts. Ryan growled as she clenched him tightly. Her inner muscles tensed around him, it felt like she was trying to suck the cum right out of his cock and into her pussy. 

He wanted to unleash inside her, but he could feel she wasn't there just yet. He knew she was close by the way her breathing had gone ragged and she pulled at him. She writhed and squirmed like wild beneath him as she tried to get the feel of all of his bare skin against hers.

She arched her back offering her round breasts to him. She moaned as he licked, kissed and sucked her hard little nipples. She yelped when he caught her gently between his teeth and flicked the tip of his tongue over her.

"Oh yes! I'm, I-I'm going to come. Please! I'm going to come!", she managed to shout out. 

Her voice wavered with the overwhelming wave of pleasure about to crash over her. 

With her pussy grasping him, Ryan redoubled his efforts, knowing he could almost let himself go. His reward for a job well done was within reach.

Suddenly, Shelby's eyes flew open and she looked deeply into Ryan's. 

"Come for me baby," he said, in a deep quiet voice. 

She bit her bottom lip and then let out a cry.

She grabbed the back of his head and pulled him to her for a wild kiss. She was out of control, her tongue thrust against his and she whimpered into his mouth. 

The way his chest squished her sensitive nipples, the way her clit was being rubbed between their bodies overwhelmed her senses as she gave herself fully to the pleasure.

Ryan had never wanted to cum so badly, so he finally let himself go. With a hoarse groan he swore he could feel the cum leave his balls, force its way up his shaft and explode out of his erection deep inside her. 

Her pussy grabbed at him, quivering around him, her heels locked around his hips pulling his pulsing cock as deep into her as possible. 

She could feel his length twitch as it spurted into her over and over. Her hips lifted to his as hot, thick globs of semen filled her, the head pressed to her cervix. 

They were locked together in mutual pleasure, her tense body arched and froze beneath him.

Finally, she went limp underneath him. She felt boneless and weak with fulfilled pleasure.

Ryan sighed as he gently flopped onto her relaxed body. Her heels were still locked around his hips and her pussy was still occasionally twitched around him as she enjoyed the shivery little aftershocks of her orgasm. 

Shelby's fingers gently trailed up and down Ryan's back as they lay panting together. He pressed a soft kiss on her lips and slowly eased himself from her body. She gasped as his body slid out of her tender flesh. 

She smiled to herself when she saw he was still hard even though he was satisfied.

Ryan groaned and stretched then started dressing. Shelby lazed for a few more moments watching Ryan make himself presentable again. 

He smiled down at her. She was nude except for those fuck-me heels, her lips were swollen, her hair a tangled mess. 

She slowly got up on her unsteady legs and found her clothes. As she dressed she swore she could feel his thick, creamy load still buried deep in her sex. 

She hoped it would stay in there as she pulled her damp panties on and fished around for her bra. She shrugged it on and then grabbed her skirt and top. She pulled a silly little pose making him laugh, before she finished dressing.

Shelby checked her elf in the mirror, finger combing her messy sex-hair, then she tried to pull her collar up to help conceal the love bites on her neck.

"That was amazing!" she said. 

"If it's okay with you, I really want to do this again, just maybe not here." 

Shelby tried to imagine them meeting for trysts in the bathroom again and again.

"If you think you'd like it, maybe you would want to come to dinner at our house?" 

She was extremely hopeful and suddenly shy with him again. She couldn't meet his eyes so she twisted her rings around her finger while she waited for him to respond.

"I would love that," he said. 

Shelby giggled and launched herself at him. He caught her laughed at her reaction.

"I thought it was amazing too. I don't really know how everything will work, but I'm willing to find out." 

She pressed a lingering kiss on his lips and reluctantly stepped away when she felt herself getting excited again. They left the lounge hand in hand and she bent down to pick up the forgotten package he had dropped when she crashed into him earlier.

"You've made me extremely late for the rest of my deliveries!" He smiled.

"And I need to get home. Have a good weekend!" she said. 

He kissed her one last time. 

"I'll see you next week," he said, "and I am going to take you up on your offer soon," he promised her with a smile.

Shelby could feel excitement building low in her belly at the thought of Ryan coming to their house and what might come of it. 

For now though, she couldn't wait to get home to Adam to show him the juicy surprise she had for him and tell him about the possibility of fun in their future.



A Special Delivery Ch. 02



Of course all characters are over 18. 



This is the continuation of a story about a wife that loves her husband but wants more. If you don't like stories about extramarital sex then I suggest you don't read this. All sex in this story line is consensual, all three parties are aware of one another. I know this means nothing to the haters but fair warning. I hope you enjoy. 

Ryan watched as Shelby slowly strode down the hallway and tugged open the door to her office. 

He slipped out the front doors of the building his mind still reeling from what had just happened. He flexed his hands, still feeling the give of her firm flesh in his grip, and he got the faintest whiff of girl smell from his own heated skin. 

He had loved what happened with Shelby, but now he had to think through her offer. It would be hard to decide what he wanted from the situation and what she would actually be able to give.

She sighed, satisfied with herself and her afternoon's endeavors. She dropped the small package she had received from Ryan on her desk and then grabbed her phone and purse and turned out the lights.

She left the suite, locking the door behind her. She swung her purse over her shoulder and hurried toward the double doors at the end of the hallway. 

When Shelby stepped outside the weather was perfect, there were a few small stars flickering in the furthest reaches of the darkened sky and the barest hint of the sunset still glowed nearer to her. She felt a soft warm breeze lift her hair off the back of her neck. 

The gentle gust wound around her bare legs, teasing up her skirt and blowing over her soaking panties. She walked quickly toward her car, hoping to get home while she was still had some of Ryan's cum inside her.

Shelby sent a quick text to Adam, "On my way home. Mission accomplished. Desperate for you. I 

She started driving, admiring the change of colors in the evening sky reflected in her rearview mirror. As she looked, she caught a glimpse of herself from the corner of her eye. Her lips were swollen from hard kisses and she was still flushed and glowing with arousal.

She smiled to herself as she drove, quietly singing along with the radio. Before she knew it, she was pulling into her driveway.

Shelby parked next to her husband's car in front of their house. She slid easily out of the driver's seat and stood smoothing her skirt for a moment. 

She had been almost painfully excited to get home but now she felt like she was dragging her feet a little, possibly putting off the inevitable. She closed and locked the car and slowly walked to the front of the house.

She opened the door and was a little bit surprised not to see Adam waiting for her. She dropped her purse and her keys on the little side table next to the door.

With a huge lump in her throat and a slightly sick feeling in her stomach Shelby slowly ventured further into their dusky house. She was greeted by silence and all the lights were off.

Was her husband mad at her?

He'd sworn that nothing could change their marriage, but now that the deed was done did he feel differently? 

Shelby's good feelings had quickly evaporated and now she wanted to take everything back. She would die if Adam was regretting their decision now.

She timidly called out, "Honey? I'm home! Are you here?" 

She felt ridiculous, his car was in the driveway and he knew she was on her way back home, he had to be here. She bit her bottom lip, sure he was avoiding her.

She slowly searched the house, one glance in the livingroom showed he wasn't there. She looked into the kitchen and dinning room which were both obviously empty. Shelby started to turn around and head upstairs to the bedroom but then she noticed the sliding glass door was open.

She walked to the gaping doorway and scanned the yard. She found her husband laying on a chaise enjoying the last of the late summer sun. 

He had his eyes closed and his iPod was on. He looked sexy and relaxed in his favorite worn-in jeans, a soft tee-shirt and bare feet.

Shelby walked to his side and stared down at her husband. She looked at his relaxed face for a moment before she reached out to rouse him and let him know she'd arrived. Suddenly, the hand that had been resting on his bent knee shot out and grabbed her wrist.

Shelby gasped as Adam's eyes locked on hers and he smiled.

"Gotcha, naughty girl! What are you doing spying on me?"

He laughed at her shocked expression. 

She twisted her wrist from his grip and teasingly tried to swat at his hand, giggling with relief. He wasn't mad at her, he was just relaxing, waiting for her to come home to him.

His eyes traveled over her, hungrily taking in every little detail. She looked slightly worse for wear. Her clothes were wrinkled and her make-up wasn't it's usual perfection. She was rumpled but happy looking. He stood before her and softly pulled her to him.

They sighed together as they embraced. Shelby's arousal was still simmering under her seemingly calm exterior and feeling her husband's familiar form pressed against her was getting her all hot and bothered.

Adam slid his fingers into his wife's tangled hair, holding her tightly against his chest.

He gently kissed the top of her head before Shelby tilted her face up toward his. They locked eyes, then he softly pressed his lips to hers. He loved the way she sighed when they kissed as if she had been waiting for nothing more than that connection between them.

Her usually full lips were still swollen from another man's kisses and he noticed that she smelled different than what he was used to as well. A masculine smell different from his soap or cologne was clinging to her. 

At first it was a little disconcerting and made him feel like he was making out with a stranger, a sexy stranger. It made him concerned the experience might have changed her. It was a risk he knew they had taken.

He was confident that she would still love him afterward, but he didn't know how she was going to behave when they were together again. After a few moments with her in his arms he knew everything between them was alright.

Her feelings for Ryan might have changed but her response to Adam was the same if not stronger.

Adam felt his wife's hands sliding over his back pulling them closer together. He loved the way she clung to him, the way she'd wrap herself around him and try to meld them into one, even when they were doing no more than kissing.

Nothing made him feel better than the way she wanted him. It seemed like she could never get close enough. Her tongue slid over his and she moaned into his mouth. Her hips bucked forward while she rubbed herself all over him.

She broke the kiss and said in a throaty voice, "Please Adam. Take me to bed. I want you. So badly."

Adam smiled down at her and said, "What? My horny little wife wasn't satisfied?"

Shelby had the decency to look at least a little bit embarrassed.

"I liked it, but I want you. I'm so hot for you."

Adam wanted to tease her and maybe punish her a little bit for her indiscretion. 

They had made the decision together that she could fuck this other guy but Adam was still a man. The deepest primal part of him still felt possessive, like a caveman.

She was his mate. She belonged to him.

As hot as he thought she was, he wanted her to suffer a little bit for fucking someone else.

Shelby looked at Adam and begged, "Please. I want you inside me."

He wanted to resist her pleas but when she looked up at him with those big, liquid eyes he found his dick couldn't deny her the pleasure she asked for.

"Come on you slutty little minx," he said, laughing. 

He bent down and threw her over his shoulder carrying her into the house and upstairs to their bedroom. 

His cock was rapidly hardening and he could feel it straining against the rough fabric of his jeans. He couldn't wait to get naked and inside his wife.

He set her on her feet and sat on the side of the bed. She wasn't 100% certain why he hadn't just tossed her on the bed to ravish her and she took a step toward him. He held up his hand and she obediently stopped.

"Wait. I want to look at you." 

He stared seriously at her. She waited before him so he could take her in.

"Tell me what you've been doing my lovely little slut."

Shelby felt her face burning and she dropped her gaze too embarrassed now to look her husband in the eye. 

His words would normally offend her but said in such a loving manner they made her lower body tingle instead. She nervously twisted her rings while she tried to work up the courage to speak.

She knew he wasn't going to be mad at her but actually admitting what had happened, owning up to what she'd done and having to say the words out loud to him made her cringe.

Dirty talk was never something she could easily do unless it was a heat of the moment type thing and even then it was hardly more than PG-13 rated. She might let lose and say, "Fuck me!" but that was about the extent of her ability to nasty talk. Blatantly telling her husband about her experience was a new level of awkwardness.

"I-I fucked him," she practically whispered, still not looking at Adam.

"Look me in the eye and say it again,

hon."

She took a deep breath and said louder, "I fucked him."

Adam reached out and tilted her chin up, forcing her to lock eyes with her husband.

"Again," he demanded. 

"I fucked him," she said, in a clear confident tone.

She felt good and excited and terribly guilty saying it. She could feel a dull throbbing ache between her thighs.

"Good!" he said. "How was it?"

Shelby took another deep breath trying to calm herself. She started to tilt her head back down, but Adam lifted her chin again.

"It was different," she answered, neutrally.

She shifted her eyes away from his as she said it.

"Honestly. How was it?" he asked. 

She bit her bottom lip as she thought back to all that had happened in the last few hours.

Her eyes looked into his again. Her pupils were big, dark, deep pools.

"It was really good," she choked out, "I want to do it again. With you there this time."

Shelby felt lighter admitting the truth out loud.

Adam smiled as he looked at his wife. He knew that she'd love it once she'd done it and that she'd crave more once she'd started.

"Come over here baby girl."

She smiled as she stepped obediently to the bed and stood between his open legs.

"Unbutton your shirt," he directed her. "Slowly."

She could feel her heart rate speeding up, the anticipation building inside her. 

She reached up and slowly, teasingly started unfastening her blouse. 

Her fingers felt sluggish and clumsy with desire but she wanted to please him so she did the best she could.

One by one the buttons popped free and inch by inch the center of her shirt separated. When she had opened the last button she let her hands fall relaxed at her sides.

Adam reached out and slipped an index finger inside each side of her unfastened top. He slowly and teasingly pulled the halves apart revealing her torso.

Adam felt a stab of lust as he saw her gorgeous lace covered tits and the love bites all over her neck and collarbones. 

"Mmm! Don't you look whorish in the best possible way?" he said, fully admiring Ryan's handy work on his wife.

He knew what had happened between them without knowing the nitty gritty, but actually seeing that proof of what she'd done with someone other than him made him want to leave his marks on her too.

She was his. She belonged to him. 

He thought he should feel jealous but he was instead surprisingly proud of his wife. He liked that she was desirable. It made him feel good that she could choose to be with someone else but she wanted him. 

He lifted the shirt from her shoulders and it slid down her arms to fall in a heap on the floor behind her.

"Unzip your skirt," he instructed. "Slowly."

He could see her pulse pounding in her throat and he knew she was as turned on as he was. 

She reached behind her and tugged the zipper down, the muted ripping sound was the only noise in the room as Shelby's opening skirt exposed her ass.

Adam saw the waistband of her panties and the cleft where the dark line of her g-string disappeared between her cheeks reflected in the full length mirror behind her.

She stopped when the pull reached the bottom of the zipper and her hands hung at her sides while she awaited further instruction.

Adam wanted to savor the moment seeing her as Ryan might have seen her. She was something to be discovered, not the wife he had seen naked countless times. Not that his lust for her had ever lessened but sometimes when you viewed something with a fresh perspective you re-learned to appreciate what you had.

"Take it off," he told her. "Slowly."

He knew he didn't have to say the "slowly" part because she was enjoying the game as much as he was, but saying it felt good. It reminded her that she was doing it for him, because he wanted her to. Because it turned him on, because he was in charge.

She pressed her palms flat against the fabric and lowered it over her legs. She had to shimmy a little to get the fitted skirt over her ass but it only added to his enjoyment.

He watched as she sensuously wiggled her hips then bent slightly at the waist to get the skirt off. It slid down her legs with a soft sound like a whisper and she kicked it aside.

She stood before him in her underwear and shoes. He thought she looked amazing, more desirable than he'd ever seen her. Although it might be that he knew someone else wanted her too.

He reached out and flicked her bra straps off her shoulders. The thin lace clung to her perky breasts, the unsupported cups a breath away from completely exposing her. He nodded, gesturing for her to take it the rest of the way off.

Shelby reached behind herself to pop the clasp and the lace went limp as she let the garment slip down her arms freeing her boobs. Adam groaned quietly as he looked at her exposed chest.

She bit her bottom lip and whimpered softly. She loved feeling so exposed beneath his burning gaze, knowing that she couldn't hide her excitement from him.

"Mmm. Do you like being looked at?" Adam asked, smiling as he saw her nipples harden for him.

She nodded and Adam laughed. 

"I didn't hear you baby girl. Do you like when I look at you?"

"Oh, yes!" she practically purred with pleasure.

"God you look gorgeous with those bites all over you."

Shelby was still wet from her earlier encounter but in response to Adam's words she felt a new trickle of moisture between her thighs. 

She moaned, squeezing her legs together. She wondered how much of Ryan's cum was still inside her. It was probably almost nothing since her panties were soaked but Adam still didn't know about her surprise.

Once she'd decided that she was really going to go through with the seduction Shelby didn't want anything to come between her and her goal. Being with Ryan was the foundation for the threesome. 

She'd brought a condom just in case not wanting Ryan to refuse her just because she hadn't been prepared. But ever since her sordid confession to her husband all she could think about was all that hot cum filling her pussy to overflowing.

Even though it wasn't exactly what she imagined it still made her wildly excited to think about Adam coming inside her after Ryan already had.

Shelby hoped like hell some of Ryan's semen was still inside her because she wanted to see the look on her husband's face when she let him in on her dirty secret.

"Please!" she begged. Her voice trembled with excitement.

His gaze traveled from her face down the length of her body. He took in her bared breasts, firm, perky mounds topped with blushed tan nipples, her curvy waist and hips and her thighs clenched tightly together. He liked her panty and sexy shoe ensemble and he just sat back and enjoyed the view until she couldn't take it anymore and she squirmed before him.

"Adam, please," she said, desperate to get him inside her as quickly as possible.

He reached out and slowly pulled her panties down, stopping at her knees. Her exposed sex was absolutely soaking. He couldn't believe how wet she looked.

Suddenly it hit him. 

"He came in you, didn't he?" 

When she bit her lip and nodded shyly, Adam felt like he should be disgusted or angry but he wanted to be in her so badly nothing else mattered.

He ripped her panties down to her ankles and she stepped out of them. She hoped any cum she might have left inside her wouldn't go running down her thighs before he could fuck it out of her.

He stood before her, his cock painfully hard and throbbing with lust. He could feel the heat from her naked body radiating through his clothes. 

He turned them around and with his hand on her chest, gently pushed her backward. The edge of the bed buckled her knees and she fell with a sigh onto the mattress.

He yanked his shirt off over his head and tore his pants and boxers down in one swift motion. She moaned with excitement seeing his hard dick spring free, knowing it would be buried in her slick sex momentarily.

She scooted up the bed leaning back into the pillows and lifted her knees letting her legs fall open. She moaned as she exposed her throbbing, soaked flesh to Adam. 

He couldn't believe what was laying on the bed before him. His wife looked like an absolute whore in the best sense of the word. She was naked except for the slutty heels, on her back, legs open waiting for him.

"Oh God! That is so fucking hot!" he said. "Rub it for me baby."

Shelby whimpered. 

" I- I, m-might come if I do," she warned him. 

"It's okay. I just want to see you play with that cum before I fuck the rest out of you."

As Adam looked on she reached down and gently spread herself open. He groaned looking into her pussy.

She was drenched, the soft pink folds were glistening and succulent. His eyes took in her sex from top to bottom, her stiff little clit stood proudly for him and from her tight opening he could see a trickle of wetness leaking slowly.

"Do you like showing off your pussy? Did you like when he came in you?"

Shelby whimpered softly, Adam's words making her unbearably excited. 

"Yes," she whispered. 

"Good. Now tell me. I want to hear you say it."

She lifted her head and saw herself in the mirror. She couldn't believe that was her, pussy spread open like that. Seeing that little bit of Ryan's load making its way out of her opening made her brazen.

"I liked it. I liked it when he fucked me.

It felt good. It made me feel like such a slut to have someone else's dick inside me. To have him come inside me. I want to do it again." 

Shelby could feel a hot, shameful flush on her cheeks.

"Good girl! Now touch your pussy. Show me how wet it is."

She bit her bottom lip hard hoping for a little control and reached down with her free hand.

Adam watched as she held her lips open and touched two fingers to her opening. She whimpered desperately as she did everything she could to hold her orgasm back.

She dipped her fingers in the slippery mixture of cum and her own wetness before her hips jerked upward as the fingertips grazed her throbbing clit.

"Oh! Oh no!" she cried, out nearly losing control. 

She squeezed her eyes tightly shut and bit her lip hard as she nearly hyperventilated trying to stop what seemed inevitable. 

Adam grabbed her by the hips and tugged her to the middle of the bed. His cock was between her spread thighs prodding, then pushing against her opening. She knew it was okay, she could hold back until he was inside of her. 

He grasped her wrists and pinned them to the bed on either side of her head. Her eyes locked on his as he trapped her against the mattress, her pupils were bottomless dark pools.