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The Union street in this small, mountainous suburb of the large central post office I work in was quite unimpressive: short, windy, and unpaved. The few scattered homes on it were old and decaying.

The last house down on the dead-end street was isolated from the rest by trees, and it was far enough down from the main road that I had to drive my white postal jeep down to it rather than walk.

Today was little different than any other day: it was summer, and quite warm. A nice cool breeze blew through the air, making this higher elevation a little nicer than it was down in the valley. The mail I had for this house was mostly junk mail, with a single Certified letter from the local School District. Bein g just a few weeks after the end of the school year, we'd been getting lots of t hose, usually for parents of kids who weren't doing that well in school. Setting the jeep in park, shutting off the engine, and throwing the wheel cho ck under the one rear tire, I stepped out and walked up to the front porch. I c ould hear birds chirping in the trees, and a dog barking some ways off. Stopping at the door, I knocked loudly on the wooden frame. The main door wa s open, with only the screen door keeping out the flies. My eyes roamed about, looking inside, until a young girl approached. "Yes? Oh, hi." she said, seeing my uniform. She was about 19, with long dirty blond hair and what appeared to be a very shapely body hidden under a long, loose bulky tee shirt that went all the way down to her mid thighs.

"Certified letter for Mrs Carol Lindquist." I announced, in my most business-like tone. I held the letter up for her to see. I saw her eyes focus on the sc hool district logo in the return address. Her eyes widened a bit and she frowne d as she opened the screen door and stepped out. Behind my mirrored sunglasses, my eyes watched her rather large breasts jiggle about loosely under the tee shi rt.

"Mom ain't home, but I'll sign for it."

I pulled it back a little, saying with a soft smile, "Unfortunately, miss, it 's Restricted Delivery."

The girl pouted and looked me over. Now, I'm far from a gorgeous hunk, but I 've been told by some girls that I'm cute. I'm a little over 6' 3.5", big build , with dark brown (almost black) hair riding down over my shoulders: to be sure, the bosses didn't like the hair, but for some reason, they couldn't say a thing about it.

I knew why she was pouting: it was, no doubt, a disciplinary letter notifying her parent(s) that she was in trouble. She'd probably like to intercept it bef ore her mom saw it. "Oh, c'mon! What's the big deal?"

"They probably want to make sure your mother sees it." I grinned slightly.

That's when she gave me the puppy-dog look, "Oh, puh-LEEZE? I GOTTA have that letter!"

As I gazed down into her gorgeous brown eyes, I melted. She might have been 6 years younger than me and u-----ge, but she was sexy as hell, and quite a bit cute. And while her breath smelled somewhat of cigarettes (didn't all 'bad' girls smoke?, I told myself), her adorable face caught mine. In fact, quite beyond my control, I started to get an erection.

"I don't know, miss Lindquist. I could get into quite a bit of trouble..."

Her eyes flickered down, noting the swelling bulge in my uniform slacks. The material did little to hide or constrain an erection.

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She smiled then, reaching out. I stood quietly still as she unbuckled my heavy black belt, unclipped my trousers, and drop them AND my underwear down to my ankles. With one last smiling look up at me, she slowly dropped to her knees, w atching as my cock slowly stiffened.

I couldn't believe this was happening: this chick, this sexy u-----ge chick, and come onto me without even a suggestion. I watched in rapture as she reached out to take my now fully-erect cock in hand, while the other hand stroked my balls. Leaning forward, she daintily extended her tongue, licking the head of my prick.

She didn't stop there. She moved to the base of my dick and proceeded to lic k all the way up the shaft, stopping long enough to tease the glans on the under side. I moaned involuntarily, my eyes closing. Oh god, I thought......

Suddenly, I felt her warm wet mouth close over the engorged head, sucking the whole head into her mouth. "Ohhhh........." now my head was tilted back and I moaned freely.

Slowly, surely, she inched her way down, sucking the entire shaft into her mo uth. When her lips finally touched the base and my pubic hair tickled her nose, she pulled back up, her lips tight as hell and her mouth a vacuum. The pleasure was exquisite.

As I reached down and slowly tangled my fingers into her dirty blond hair, she began to bob her head up and down, slowly at first, then with more passion. S oon, she was mouthing all over my cock, going at it like a starving child. I co uldn't take much more of this...

Even as I thought that, I felt my orgasm build, a warm tingling feel inside my groin that lowly expanded until it was a raging inferno that boiled out into t he rest of my body. I felt cum thunder up my cock, riding a wave of orgasm. Suddenly, I came, my heavy wad of thick hot cum spurting into her hot sucking mouth. My cock throbbed, shooting wad after wad, until I must have shot six lo ads or more in her, each shot smaller than the last.

Amazingly enough, the sexy young vixen swallowed it all, then kept sucking long enough to 'clean' my cock right off. Pulling back and onto her heels, she sl owly stood, gazing at me with a silly grin.

All I wanted to do right then and there was pull that oversized tee off of her, lay her out on the porch, and fuck her silly. And if she'd had that lust crazed look in her eyes, the kind a girl gets when giving head or making out only makes them want to go all the way, I would have. But she didn't... just that silly grin.

I handed her the now-slightly crumpled Certified letter I'd been holding the whole time, saying, "Sign your mother's name on lines 3 and 8." As she signed, I pulled up my briefs and pants, straightening myself some.

She handed back the letter, still grinning. I removed the green return card and returned the letter to her. "Thanks." she said simply and, still grinning, went back inside. I, on the other hand, moved slowly back to my jeep, still kin d of amazed.

Finally grinning myself, I started up the engine and pulled out, not even realizing I'd forgotten the wheel chock.