Double Penetration

Chapter 19: Special delivery

When I returned to the office, my boss called me. The first thought was that one of the clients told him

about us and what we were doing. I was terribly scared and began to worry about this.

“This is it. Now I’ll be fired from work and perhaps they will shame me. Why did I follow their lead?” I

thought on the way to my boss's office. Damn inability to say ‘No!’

Approaching the door, I knocked softly.

“Come in.” I heard a confident male voice from the other side of the door.

“May I?” Timidly, I asked, opening the door. And my heart was beating so hard that it seemed to jump

out of my chest now.

“Yes of course. And it's you. Come on in.” Smiling, said my boss when he saw me.

“Well, if he smiles, then it's not so bad.” I thought happily and entered the office. The heart in my chest

began to calm down slowly.

“You know, recently, good reviews have begun to come in relation to our agency. Customers give

especially good reviews when they talk about you, and everyone demands that you make the delivery.” Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Said the chief still with a smile.

“I don’t know what and how you do it, but you’re just smart. People like you, and that's the most

important thing. This plays into our hands, because we are increasing the volume of work, and,

accordingly, the profit.” He continued.

From this monologue, I completely calmed down and stood smiling silently. Now I calmly listened to my

boss. Thank God, it seems to have passed. There was no need to worry.

“I would like to thank you for your work and also say that from today your salary will be significantly

increased.” He said in a semi-formal tone.

“Thank you.” I could only say. Wow, the money was sticking to me now, although I did not specifically

look for it. I got this job to earn some money, only so that there would be something in my pocket. I am

not one of those who are chasing expensive clothes or dreaming of buying an apartment in the center

of Moscow, I am a realist. That is why I work as a courier, and not as some kind of manager in a

showroom.

“It's my pleasure. Thank you so much! Yes, and I have a personal request for you. We have a very

special client who pays well for our services. So, during the week he should receive a package. I would

like you to deliver it to him. Well, do you agree?” He asked and looked intently. Goosebumps ran from

his gaze.

“Of course. Why not.” I simply answered, smiling.

“Well, that's great. But you have to make it alright, okay? Well, you understand me.”

I nodded and happily left the office, although his last instruction seemed a little strange.

At the end of the week, I was handed a package and told to deliver it to the specified address for a

special client. I gladly took up my direct duties. After all, not everyone was entrusted with such

important matters.

It was a bit windy that day and I was wearing skinny jeans, a tight-fitting T-shirt, and light white

sneakers with high platforms. I got on the bus and got to the bus stop next to where the client lived. It

was a cottage community with beautiful houses.

Having found the house I was looking for, I went to the iron gate and rang the bell. A pleasant male

voice inquired about the purpose of my visit through the intercom, which was located near the door. I

said why I had come and I was invited into the house, opening an electronic lock. Passing through a

wide courtyard with green lawns, I went to the front door and knocked.

Almost immediately the door opened and a man of about thirty appeared in the doorway. He was

wearing only jeans. A beautiful naked torso, like a gymnast's, immediately caught my attention. Nice

smiling face and jet black hair.

“I wonder what his penis is like?” As soon as this stupid thought arose in my head, I involuntarily looked

into the area of his groin and saw there a small protruding bump.

“What a beautiful flower brought me unnecessary pieces of paper.” He said, looking at me admiringly.

I was a little flattered by this, and even blushed a little, it seemed to me. And for some reason my

nipples hardened, and it seems they became visible through the tight-fitting T-shirt. This did not escape

his attention, and he began to smile even wider.

“What is the name of such a beautiful creature?” He asked affectionately.

Trying not to blush so much, I introduced myself and looked into his eyes. They were blue with yellow

stars around the black pupils. Unusual eyes. So attractive that for a moment it seemed to me that I was

immersed in them.

“And I’m Arthur." His voice brought me back to reality. “Well, why are we standing in the doorway?

Come on in.” And he stepped aside, letting me into the house.