Part Time Pizza Guy Milf Sex
When I tell people what I do for a living, people can’t help but roll their eyes or snicker. I really can’t say I blame them. I mean, it’s not like I planned to become a pizza helper. Can you imagine that?
I’m not even like the actual baker, you know? I’m not the dude who actually puts the dough together and slaps on the toppings to make the pizza. I’m not the guy who puts it in the oven and out comes an amazing hot, steaming slice of heaven. I’m not that dude.
You know what my job is? I’m the guy who is supposed to help that guy. In fact, in some days at the pizza shop, I’m the guy helping the guy who helps the guy make the pizza. Talk about being low on the totem pole.
It’s not like I woke up one day in the middle of high school and ran to my career counselor and asked the guy if I can become a pizza assistant. It just didn’t play out that way. Obviously, I got to where I am due to a lot of bad decisions.
Now, what does this have to do with milf sex and does this mean that I have a fucked up job? Does this mean that I hate what I do? Well, to some extent, it does because I didn’t really get to choose to do what I wanted to do.
I mean, if you are a guy who just loves to bake and you just like pizza, then if you are a pizza assistant guy and money is not that big of a deal to you, you probably would be as happy as a clam. But if you’re like me who made lots of bad decisions and just ended up having to scramble for a job, it might feel like you could have made better choices. You could feel like you’re kind of stuck.
For the longest time that’s been my attitude and I thought that this job sucked. I thought that I had the worst job in the world. Well, that’s how I thought until a buddy of mine lost his job. I mean, this guy lost everything.
He got divorced, he got injured and the only thing that he was able to get was disability insurance from the government and he ended up living in a fucking cockroach motel. So if you think for a second that your life sucks, I want you to meet my friend, Mike. It could be a lot worse, believe me.
So knowing what happened to my buddy, Mike, I started to come around regarding my job. I mean, it does get annoying from time to time, but for the most part, I’ve gone to actually like my job. The pizza is a great big part of why I’ve grown to enjoy my job. I just love making pizza.
One night, when the head pizza dude, Rudy, was gone for the night, they had me step up to take in charge of baking pies, just for that one night. I thought it was an uneventful situation because my assistant Pedro or Pete got my back. Pete normally does the delivery and I, on these types of days, would do the pie myself.
I was kind of excited because for the longest time I was the pizza guy’s assistant. For that night at least, I was going to be actually making the pizza. So there was only Pedro and I taking care of the fort that night when at around 11 we got this call, picked up the phone, and I can tell it was a mature, older woman on the other end.
By older, I’m not talking about somebody who’s in her 70’s, but probably at least somebody in their late 40’s, late 50’s, that kind of range. And she asked, “Are you alone?” I said, “No. Can I help you? Do you want to order pizza?”
I wasn’t having any of that shit. I just wanted to take care of business. So she said, “Yeah, I’d like to order a pizza.” And I asked her, “Ok, what toppings would you like?” and she said, “Actually, I don’t want you to put any toppings on it. I just wanted to stroke your dick and cum all over the pizza.”
So without skipping a beat, I told her, “Oh, so you want an all cheese white pizza?” I was kind of laughing and I was ready to fucking slam the phone as I thought it was a prank. And then she said, “Oh, I was just joking. I want you to deliver the pizza. I want a regular belly buster.”
The belly buster pizza is, of course, all the fucking meat you can put on a fucking pizza. Seriously. It’s just like all high fat, high cholesterol cuts of meat. I’m talking about salami, ham, Italian sausage, frankfurters, you name it.
So I got all these slices of meat, slapped it on a thick cheese bedding on that pizza and boy did that thing smell good, man. If this chick, Roxanne, did not order this pizza, I could have easily scarfed down that whole pizza myself.
We’re talking about a fucking 14 inch pizza. That’s how proud I was of my work. That’s some serious meat on that pizza. I’m not fucking around. So Pedro was kind of feeling under the weather, but I think Pedro would rather make the pizza that night, so I said to him, “Ok, man. I will give you a break. Normally I would bust your balls about not stepping up to deliver this pie, but okay, I’ll do it.”
And I got to admit there was something sexy about Roxanne’s voice. Her name’s Roxanne Anderson, she’s the customer. There was something about that conversation, especially when she was “joking” about me cumming all over the pizza.
So, to make a long story short, I show up at her condo to deliver pie and she buzzed me into the gate. It’s one of those ghetto condos where you fucking get buzzed in. It’s all basically dilapidated. So I go climb the stairway there and the whole place is just a mess. It looks like nobody cleaned the carpet in fucking 30 years.
The whole hallway smell like rotten cabbages, it’s just nasty. So I had this pizza on my hand and I was just getting ready to just book, man. I was just getting ready to get the hell out of there. Once I get payment for the pie, I’m out. Not a second too soon.
So I knock on her door and this older lady who had a really actually very refined, sophisticated look to her. She struck me as somebody who used to be very rich in the past and, for some reason or another, ended up down on her luck.
I mean, when you look at that place that she was staying at, there would be no doubts about a person being down on their luck staying there. It just stands out. I mean, it’s by no means that the worst building on the block, but it’s definitely down there.
So Roxanne comes to the door, she lets me in, she says, “Let me just get some change.” and she was wearing a negligee and I saw the nice fucking curve on her back side. She’s got a donkey man. She got some serious donkey action.
And when she came back, I noticed that she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her tits were perking up and I knew that I was going to lose my job, but I don’t know what the hell came over me, but I slipped my hand and cupped her crotch and I could feel her already hard nipples get even rock hard as she pressed them against me and I slammed the door behind me.
And in not time at all, she went down on her knees, unzipped my pants, and went straight to town. I must have fucking shot about a gallon of semen down her throat. What really turned me on was when she started gagging, it got me even harder. I mean, I was already cumming, I was getting soft, but when she started to gag on my scum, man, I mean, that just got me harder and for the first time in my life, I fucked a chick back to back. Meaning, I came and then I fucked her again.
Normally, I would have to fucking wait like an hour to get hard again, but Roxanne did it. There’s just something about that faded glory or faded sophistication that she had. She had that soft lilting southern voice. My guess is around the Tennessee – Alabama area and the way she said, “slam it to me” just got me really hard.
I called Pedro and I was telling him I was going to be a while because I was going to be making some stops before I come back to the pizza joint. I told him to hold down the fort. Apparently, it’s a very slow night and there were not too many orders.
You got to understand, man, there’s something about being under a lot of time pressure while you’re fucking. So I basically just had to fucking jackhammer that pussy to milk as much out of that situation as possible and I can’t even begin to tell you how much she begged to call her again after I got up to leave and put on my clothes.
I came back to bang Roxanne several times and for a long time I actually I was kind of a little bit like her driver. I was driving her around town. Apparently, she had a trust fund set up for all sorts of drama and so, to make a long story short, thanks to my help, she finally got her to a nicer part of town where she was able to afford a decent condo.
At least the rent wasn’t too fucked up. I can’t say I fucked after that, but however horny I was for her, it was kind of replaced by a friendship based on my genuine friendship she is just definitely a great person to know.