Apartment 46

Jessica

Working at a pizza place has its downsides, like when someone calls at the last minute, in the last five minutes to close. I try to take a deep breath and calm myself down, after all, I need this job and as much as I am horny enough, I need to contain the urge to masturbate and wait for the time to go home. I will have the rest of the night to kill my urge, I repeat the words to myself until the urge to send my last client somewhere unpleasant goes away.

Ah, I'm Jessica Platte and I'm twenty years old. You might be thinking that I could be in college instead of having a crappy job, but the truth is that to get into college you need to have either a lot of money or a lot of brains, unluckily for me I possess little of either.

As soon as the elevator drops me off on the fifth floor, I head for apartment 46. I ring the bell and take the gum out of my mouth with my fingers and squat down on the floor to stick the gum behind the plant pot.

Ah, the sweet taste of revenge.

Luckily for me, the door opens just as I get up and a woman in her late twenties appears in red lingerie. Neither thin nor fat, I would say in the ideal body for every man of good taste. Her huge breasts make mine look like two lemons and her wide hips torment my thoughts. She is a little shorter than me, with black eyes and hair, which, by the way, is tied up in a ponytail.

I am about to open my mouth to tell her the price of the pizza when the woman takes hold of my leather jacket and pulls me into her apartment.

Excuse me, but what are you doing? ─ I ask nervously.

She kneels on the floor and starts to take off my pants.

I'm horny," she says and pulls my pants down.

I feel my face turn red with embarrassment right away.

But the woman doesn't let me reason or act, as she removes my panties she stands up and takes my hands to wrap them around her. With her back to me she rubs her ass against my intimacy in slow, precise movements, and they cause me a pang of unknown desire. One of her hands grips the back of my neck and pulls me to whisper in my ear:

─ Have you ever had sex with a woman?

I don't know what the fuck gives me that I choke on my own saliva.

─ I'll take that as a no.

The woman turns to face my eyes, hers full of desire and mine terrified of the unknown but wanting the adventure. I have never had sex with a woman in my life, but curiosity speaks loudly whenever I watch some lesbian porn.

─ You're trembling...

I look down at my hands and check if her words are true and, to my surprise, they are. I am trembling, I hadn't realized how nervous I am and how the chill in my stomach makes me paralyzed.

It's not every day that I go to deliver pizza and a woman shows up.... My voice falters and she smiles mischievously. She's enjoying seeing me like this. I'd better go.

She quickly pulls down her panties and takes my hand to her sex, at no point does her gaze stray from mine and it is so seductive that I feel how wet my intimacy is at the possibility of what might happen.

─ I know you want to do that... ─ she half-closes her eyes, waiting for me to say my name.

─ Jessica ─ I say and she smiles. What's your name?

Dabria.

She slides my hand over her intimacy and with a little pressure on my fingers, makes at least two of them penetrate her sex. It's hot in there. Dabria lets out such a naughty moan that I frown at seeing her so delivered, her mouth ajar to breathe better as her lungs demand more oxygen than necessary.

Would you mind moving them for me, Jessica?

I swallow dryly.

I don't care one bit about continuing to listen to her moan like that, so in slow movements, I fill her with my fingers and then penetrate a third finger, and she gasps and lets out a swear word between moans. Dabria glues her body to mine and holds my neck with her hands, raising one leg to my waist next. I hold her without stopping the movements on her intimacy.

Hmmm ─ moans in my ear. That's it...

I speed up the in and out movements and Dabria screams with pleasure. Her screams drive me crazy and I realize that none of this compares to the lesbian porn I watch at home. This is real. This is really happening.

I remove my fingers from her intimacy and grab her other leg to take her in my arms, walk with her to the couch and lay her down on it. I take off my jacket and throw it on the floor, Dabria impatiently takes off my blouse and bra and also throws them on the floor. Her mouth, desperate for something, sucks my breast, pulls its beak with her teeth, and I let out a low moan.

I lift one of her legs and spit on her sex, the saliva slowly drips off and Dabria nibbles her lower lip eager for what I am about to do. I fit my sex into hers, while holding her leg, I move my hips in back and forth motions.

Hallucinated.

Lost.

Horny.

Our sexes slide easily into each other, the delicious friction making us moan in sync. I throw my head back because of all the excitement I feel, my clitoris feels like it's going to explode, I can feel it pulsating with desire. My body starts to tingle, I lose control over it, my sex begs even more for hers. Dabria moves her hips too, but she can't keep up with me, her body twitches on the couch as we approach our climax.

─ I-I ─ stutter. ─ I'm going to cum! I groan low and Dabria holds my hips to put more pressure on her sex. ─ Fuck, Dabria!

─ That's it, Jessica... moans softly.

And in a matter of seconds, we both cum together.

I am lying on top of her when I see a picture frame on a little table next to the sofa. Dabria and a man hugging on the beach, happy, she looks formidable with her hair loose and a huge smile on her face. Just looking at the man's hands around her waist I notice the wedding ring on his fingers.

**

In the hallway, after having hurriedly left his apartment, I button my pants until I reach the elevator. I stop in front of it waiting for him to come down so I can get in and when the doors open, a man dressed as a policeman appears and stares at me deeply.

I lose my ground when I see him and hold my breath. It's Dabria's husband. Shit, he's a cop. Tall, brown hair almost blond and eyes as brown as walnuts. His erect posture and icy stare send a chill down my spine and he doesn't seem to be in a good mood. Just imagine if he found out that I had sex with his wife. Jail would be the best of my problems.

Pizza delivery? ─ asks as I get out of the elevator and read the pizza place logo on my uniform. My wife ordering pizza? That bitch is really trying to get fat, huh?

You're talking about your wife, you son of a bitch, I think.

Unfortunately, fear overwhelms me. He's a cop, he's armed, he's ugly, he's probably the kind of guy who doesn't take any shit home and I'm just a pizza delivery girl who has only the keys to her motorcycle and the sweaty body of the unforgettable fuck I had with his wife in my hands.

Shit.

I didn't even get the pizza money!

Good night," I say and rush into the elevator.

**

At the pizzeria I turn in my bike and take out of my pocket the tips I earned during the day to pay for Dabria's pizza. Dabria... her name echoes in my mind, her body, her moans, the way she looked at me full of desire, at how she always wanted more.

No. I can't think about her. I will never go back to that apartment. What happened today will never happen again, no matter how incredible our little adventure was and no matter how much I enjoyed the sound of my fingers going in and out of her. Damn it! Get out of my head. This can't happen again, Dabria is a married woman and her husband is a cop, he can end my shitty life in a matter of seconds.

─ Hey, are you leaving? ─ Sebastian asks as he suddenly appears. ─ I can give you a ride.

─ Just a ride anyway ─ I say, confirming his words so he doesn't expect me to invite him to my place and who knows, fuck me.

He laughs and puts his hand on my waist.

Relax, I want nothing more than your well-being.

I stare into his dark green eyes, serious.

You said that the last time you stuck your dick in me ─ he smiles at the memory and lowers his head to hide the pick-up smile I hate so much. Seriously, nothing's going on tonight.

Sebastian Baker is my co-worker, he's one of those guys who's picky and funny enough to get you to do anything. Five minutes with him and if he tells you that elephants can fly, you believe him. Tall, athletic body, blond hair and a cheeky smile that attracts any woman and it's that smile that I don't like, he makes me do crazy things.

All right, you win ─ he says, discouraged. But let me take you home, okay? I heard there was a shooting a few blocks away.

Of course you'll take me.

Sebastian laughs and we walk to his 1994 Chevrolet C/K, he opens the door for me, and as soon as I get inside I turn on the radio and browse through the stations in search of some music to clear my mind a little. I need to forget everything that happened today, I need a shower and a good night's sleep.

─ Jess?

What?

He gets in the car and closes the door.

─ You look beautiful today ─ he says, making me blush. There's something special about you tonight, I can't quite explain what it is.

No doubt there is something special about me tonight, because my last pizza earned me wonderful sex with a stranger.

Nonsense! I grumble. ─ Get on with it, I'm sleepy.

You make it sound like we're having sex.

─ Very funny.