Frank and I exchanged a few more trite phrases. I glanced down the street, the UPS guy was nowhere to be found, he was off to his next delivery. After, of course, he had delivered a load of sperm to the back of Hannah’s throat. I turned and walked back into the house.

‘Yes, a large Meat Lover’s hand tossed with breadsticks and extra marinara. No, we’ve got some beers here so I don’t think we need any sodas. 30 minutes? Perfect, we’ll be waiting for you.’ Hannah hung up her iPhone. ‘It has been a tough day, people at work were completely insane today, Austin. Would it be okay if our Friday Date Night was some pizza and beer at home? I really don’t feel like seeing a bunch of people right now.’

That was fine with me. The last few date nights had turned into way too much drinking followed by Hannah getting fucked in the living room while I watched. A little variety and quiet time together might be really nice for a change.

‘Sure. Sounds like the pizza is on the way, I’ll grab a couple of beers while we wait for it to show up. Should we sit on the back porch?’ I opened the refrigerator and grabbed a couple of Corona’s and we head out the back door.

Hannah started telling me about her day, about the crazy people she had to deal with on the phone, how this one guy just would not shut up. I listened like a good husband, not really knowing any of the people she named, but knowing that she was just unloading, trying to get the memories of the day out of her head. No mention of the blowjob she had just given to a complete stranger on our front porch, though.

‘Ring ring.’ The doorbell again. Hannah had talked the entire 30 minutes non-stop. It must have been an awful day, but now the pizza was here. I got up to let him in.

‘Go and grab us a couple more beers and bring them out here, I’ll pay the pizza guy, I put it on my card and have to sign.’ I went off to get the beers, Hannah grabbed her purse from the table and yelled, ‘come on in Pizza guy. I’ve got your money here.’

Around the corner came the kid in his pizza delivery uniform. ‘Large Meat Lover’s, breadsticks, and extra marinara sauce. Where shall I set it down?’

‘Put it on that table on the porch, please.’ Hannah followed him outside with her card. I followed with our beers.

‘Austin, where are our manners. We should offer this young man a Corona for getting this pizza to us so quickly!’

‘Thanks, ma’am but I can’t. I’m still working. Besides, I’m only 19, the law says that I have to wait a couple more years.’

‘I’ve never understood that. How can someone not be old enough to drink a beer but old enough to join the military, to drive a car…or fuck a girl? Crazy…’

I was starting to catch on here, I saw what Hannah was up to. The poor kid, though. He had no idea what he was up against. He just stood there with a slightly dumbfounded look on his face, wondering if he had really heard what he thought he heard.

No matter, he didn’t really have much time to contemplate it because as he set down the pizza, Hannah’s hand was already on his thigh and moving towards his zipper. Just as with the UPS guy an hour ago, her hand was on this 19 year old cock and pulling it from his jeans. The kid just stood there, first looking at Hannah, then looking at me, then looking at the pizza, then looking at Hannah. The entire time, his cock was flapping up and down mere inches from Hannah’s lips, each twitch growing larger and larger as the blood was gushing into his quickly expanding shaft.

This time I got to watch as the head of his dick vanished between Hannah’s lips. She reached up and grabbed his ass through his jeans, pulling him in tighter so that her nose was up against the cloth of his jeans. What the hell, might as well enjoy the show. I cracked open a beer. The kid looked at me with terror in his eyes. Maybe he thought that I had just opened up a switchblade.

‘She is pretty good at this, you may as well enjoy,’ I said. Now the kid had no idea what to think, but at this point, all of his thinking was being done by the 19 year old dick sliding past Hannah’s tongue. She was deep throating him like a champ, the saliva from her lips creating quite a noticeable wet spot on the front of the kid’s jeans.

He grabbed her head and tried to slow her down, but Hannah was having nothing of it. This was her show, she was controlling this, and if the kid knew what was best for him, he’d figure this out quickly. I saw his ass tighten through his jeans, I saw him arch back but no sound came out of his mouth. Hannah’s swallowing motions were quick, he must have shot a quart into her mouth, her eyes lit up a bit.

And then she stood up and turned for her credit card and the receipt. The poor pizza kid stood there, his spent dick deflating and drops of cum falling from the head and onto the floor of the porch.

‘Austin, do you have some cash? I want you to give our delivery boy a really nice tip.

I handed him a twenty, out the door he went while trying to tuck his cock back into his pants. I wonder what story he was going to tell his boss when he got back to the shop about why he was late and there was a huge wet spot on his crotch?