The Papergirl is All Grown Up

sirhugs

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When little Sally Jenkins did the paper route six years ago, she was 12- all ponytails and elbows and knees. a real tomboy. by the time she passed it along to her little brother a few years later, she was filling out, with long a flowing mane, and just enough womanly curves that Peter Johnson had to avoid staring if he happened to look out for the paper as she went past.

Yesterday, Peter was drinking his coffee, morning wood nestled in his flannel jammies. he was thinking of easing his condition with a visit to Literotica when he heard the clank of the mailbox and decided to go retrieve the paper. he is shocked to see Sally, now 18 and fully a woman, in teeny cut off shorts and a tank top, bouncing along toward the neighbours. He almost exploded jut looking at her peach like ass. He rushed inside to jerk off.

Today, he waits earlier. when sally arrives, he opens the door just as she places the paper in the mailbox. As he tries to buy more time to stare at her perfect firm half grapefruit tits, he asks why she is doing the delivering. she explains her little brother is at sleep away camp for a week... but her eyes have drifted down to what is creeping out the opening of his jammies...
 
This feels both erotic and nostalgic.

There is no such thing as paper delivery anymore. An 18 year old paper delivery kid seems a thing of the past. The setting, in my mind, is evocative of early 1960s in a semi-rural suburb. It is area that is economically slow paced, but not necessarily economically depressed.
 
Interesting. I wonder how she is delivering the papers? Is she doing so from her car, or is she going whole-hog on the nostalgia angle and riding her bike?

Anyways, as i see it, she sees his hard-on, gives him a big smile, and moves on. The rest of the week is an E-V story, with him turned on by watching her and her turned on by knowing he's being turned on by watching her and taking extra steps to give him a good show.

The question then becomes, what happens when her brother comes back from sleepaway camp? Is that the end of it? Does she give him a going-away present? Does she convince her brother to let her keep doing the paper route?
 
This feels both erotic and nostalgic.

There is no such thing as paper delivery anymore. An 18 year old paper delivery kid seems a thing of the past. The setting, in my mind, is evocative of early 1960s in a semi-rural suburb. It is area that is economically slow paced, but not necessarily economically depressed.

There is still paper delivery in much of the country like where I lived in LA. Granted it's the crappy local free paper and it's really more of a bundle of advertisements disguised as a newspaper but it's not unheard of.
 
Haha... I'm exaggerating of course, Sean. I realize that there are still people who get papers. There are still newspapers. It is, for better or worse, mostly a thing of the past.

Regarding the story itself, I could imagine this 18-year old teasing a guy on the route out little more than pure boredom. A girl next door in a sleepy rural suburb trying to find a way to entertain herself.
 
I still get delivery...:D

I live in an older semi-upscale area undergoing transition from folks older than me to young couples with little kids.

most carriers in my town just walk. even with reduced subscription uptake, every second or third house seems to get a paper.
 
Paperboys disappeared 30 years ago where I live.

Presumably they were phased out because too few kids wanted to do it anymore. Besides, no one had those big boring bikes anymore.

Now an adult drives a station wagon and some woman tosses them out the window.
 
Presumably they were phased out because too few kids wanted to do it anymore. Besides, no one had those big boring bikes anymore.

Now an adult drives a station wagon and some woman tosses them out the window.

when I first moved to this house, it was a retired lady that did it, but she gave it up & it has been a series of kids since.
 
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