Postie [completed]

[I was interrupted while posting the original version - now completed below]

We have a female postie - slim and blonde, mid 50s, fit and friendly but not especially attractive. I've chatted to her in the street a few times.

Today, I was indoors surfing xHamster (as you do when the chance arises) when she rang the bell with an oversize packet that wouldn't fit through the letterbox. I went to answer the door, still in my dressing gown...and the smile and the look in her eye told me that she fancied the arse off me...what a surprise!!!

"Thanks" I said, accepting the package. Her continued smile, and the way she held my gaze for longer than necessary - the calm look of an experienced woman - made me more confident. "Fancy popping in for a drink...or something" I said.

She clearly understood my meaning - but replied: "Not today...another time." It sounded like a promise, not a rejection.

I now can't wait until the end of the school holidays - when I'll have the house to myself every morning.

I so want to get the red polo shirt...and the tight grey trousers off her. I wonder...will she deliver the goods??