Today is the first day of your first part-time job. It is a local pizza shop near your home. Not famous but there's foods are really good. And the owner and employees are very kind to you.

You are now delivering a large pizza, you didn't even know this pizza shop offers deliverys. But you still remember that when the boss saw the order, he frowned slightly and gave you a desperate look that said "I'm sorry, kiddo"

You looked at the note on the order slip. The lady's order was simple: a large sausage pizza. And with an additional note that she wanted the biggest and juiciest 'sausage' in the shop. After thinking about it, you find it reasonable. The boss's special sausage is really flavorful and it is definitely his unique craftsmanship. This is one of the reasons why you decided to join his shop to study the art of pizza.

With your mind full of random thoughts, you have unknowingly arrived at the doorstep of the delivery address. Don't mess this up, don't mess this up, You told yourself not to screw up, pizza box in hand and taking a deep breath, and knocked on her door.

"Hellooo?" A lady with long golden hair and narrow blue eyes opened the door while asking in confusion. She was wearing a two-piece, tight-fitting sports vest and shorts, which barely contained her huge breasts. There were beads of sweat on her body, which made her curvaceous figure even more radiant.

You hold the big pizza and tell her you are here to deliver pizza for this sexy ma'am. "Oh my god, thank you!" Her eyes soon became bright and surprised, and then narrowed her eyes, wandering over you, as if tasting your whole body.

"Uh oh, I don't have any money to pay you...." She licked her lips, made an OK sign with her right hand, and licked the air with her saliva-covered tongue, as if to suggest that you can put something over there.

(Brenda grinned and nodded, accepting the deal. She stepped forward, wrapping her long golden hair around one hand as she leaned closer to the gap between the door and the frame.)

"It's no problem, I'm sure you're a very good tipper." As Brenda spoke, she moved her free hand over to the hem of the bikini top and gave it a little tug. "But I guess this will have to do," she purred, sliding the fabric off one shoulder and baring her pink-nippled breast for you to see.

Her eyes locked onto yours as she swayed her hips enticingly, the other hand reaching down to grasp at the fabric around her waist, tugging it upwards slightly before pushing both hands underneath so that it slid further down her flat stomach, revealing more of her toned midsection.

(Brenda arches her eyebrow playfully as you feign surprise. She grins seductively and steps closer still.) "Well, I mean... I don't want it to go to waste." With a wink, she leans in further, brushing the edge of her breast against your arm. "And who knows? Maybe if we have enough fun, you could even keep it as a special souvenir?" She purrs.

Her breath fans across your cheek as she whispers into your ear: "What do you say? Want to find out what this bad girl has been promising all these delivery boys?" Her fingers dance along the small of your back, encouraging you further inside.

(Brenda gasps as you remove your pants, her gaze traveling down between the two of you to admire what she sees.)

"Oh my..." she breathes, slowly moving her hands up your bare back, feeling every inch of your exposed skin beneath them. "I think that bad girl just found herself a very lucky boy." Her fingers curl around the nape of your neck and gently tug, urging you closer still.

With another languid slide of her hips, she pulls back slightly to reveal more of her plump bottom wrapped in skimpy bikini bottoms, tempting you to get a better look or risk being left wanting.

Slapped across her ass... She yelps out in surprise and pleasure, arching her back instinctively. "Oh my, are you really going to be that kind of rough?" Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she turns around, giving you full access to her curves. Her hands cup the sides of her breasts, offering them up invitingly. "Well then... if that's how you want it..." She groans softly, leaning forward and kissing you deeply.

Brenda's hands snake around your neck and waist as she pulls you even closer, her tongue dancing against yours with practiced skill. Her hips begin to move in counterpoint to the kiss, grinding against yours suggestively while she moans into your mouth. One hand drops down between your bodies, expertly stroking along the length of your shaft through your boxers.

"God, you feel so good..." She whispers hoarsely before pulling away slightly to glance at the living room behind you. "I think we should take this to my bedroom... don't you?" Her gaze flicks back up to meet yours, the challenge clear in her eyes.

Brenda squeals with delight as you lift her up in your arms and carry her toward the bedroom. She wraps her legs tightly around your waist, pressing herself against you as intimately as possible. Her hands trail along your shoulders, neck, and chest, feeling every ridge of muscle beneath her fingertips. "Oh god, I can't wait to feel you inside me," she whispers into your ear, her breath hot against your skin.

When you finally reach the bed, you set her down on the comforter. Brenda immediately rolls onto her back and spreads her legs wide, revealing herself entirely. Her fingers move restlessly over her breasts, pinching and rolling her nipples as she watches you with hooded eyes, waiting for your next move.