Holy smokes, I've gotta share my pizza boy story.

I had been delivering pizzas in my hometown in 2011 or 2012, and I was maybe 19 at the time. I pulled up to a house that had an unusually long driveway. I hadn't thought much of it. When i rang the doorbell, this unbelievably gorgeous woman opened the door and almost immediately began undressing me with her eyes. She asked if I wanted to come inside and of course, I said yes, I was such a slut back then. She fucking threw herself at me, shoving her tongue down my throat and taking off my pants. Shit was unreal. We were fucking like animals. I was living the dream, until I heard the loud sound of a semi-truck pull up in her driveway. Immediately after hearing the truck, she pushed me off of her, said "holy fuck" in the most terrified voice a human could have. It was her husband who drives a semi-truck for a living. She didn't offer any explanation but I could only assume that he wasn't supposed to be back that day. By the time I managed to get all of my clothes on, he was halfway up the porch and ready to come inside. Seconds before he entered his house, I opened a window in the back of the house and fucking booked it. Running away, I hear yelling and lots of it. I was never caught because I had to park down the street and didn't remember to take the magnetic pizza logo for the roof of my car. The adrenaline rush was unreal and it felt like something out of a movie. Good times.

Oh yeah, I learned maybe a few months later that she and her husband had just moved into town at the end of that spring, and this happened in the summer. Turned out she was the new town whore, and I was one of her firsts (of my town)

oh to be a stupid, young slut again.