Chapter 8

When I entered the living room, all five stopped talking and looked at me.

“Lose something,” Claudia teased me.

“It was a little too warm in the cellar,” I joked.

“Come, sit with us,” Claudia said.

I walked up to them and sat on the sofa beside John. Claudia, Linda, and Patrick sat on the long couch while Tim sat alone on the other two-seater.

“God, what did you two do downstairs?” Linda wanted to know.

“We just talked a little,” I answered.

“Only talked? That had to be a fascinating talk, judging by how red your pussy looked when you came in.”

I looked down at myself and noticed that even my mound looked red. Well, the things we discussed had turned me on, and I felt horny. However, discovering what kind of person I was made me also feel different. If she was right, and I thought she was, I had a fascinating life ahead of me, especially if others discovered it.

“Yeah, she wanted to know why I was doing this and stuff like that.”

“And it seems she is okay with it because she wouldn’t have sent you to us without anything to wear. Damn, I really love my aunt,” Patrick said with a huge smile.

“You know! You’re lucky because I wanted you to stay in that bondage gear the rest of the evening,” Claudia said. “But she was right. After we needed to clean your ankle cuffs, they are now too damp to wear.”

I just smiled at her but didn’t comment on it.

“So, what are we going to do today?” Tim wanted to know.

“I don’t know. Maybe my aunt has a good idea,” Patrick responded.

At that moment, the doorbell rang. Patrick was about to jump up when I said, “No, wait. Nicole told me I had to open the door.”

“She did?” Patrick said, amazed by it.

“Well, she gave me the money for it,” I responded by showing it to him.

The doorbell rang again.

“Then go get the pizzas. I’m hungry,” Patrick said.

I jumped up from the sofa and walked briskly to the front door. I noticed the guys followed me and stopped at the door opening, which separated the hallway and the living room. They closed the door a little, so they could see me without being seen.

I opened the door, and a guy who delivered my pizza last week stood at the door. He was probably eighteen years old. At first, he looked a little shocked about my lack of clothing, but then he looked at my face while saying, “Oh! Sorry, I...” he was looking at the number next to the door and then checked the paper he had in his hands.

“Um ... aren’t you from next door?” he asked my breasts.

“I’m visiting,” I answered.

“Like this?”

“Yep, like this.”

“Cool,” he said, adding, “So ... um...”

He seemed like he didn’t know what to do next, so I asked. “Are those our pizzas?”

“Oh! Of course,” he had trouble getting the boxes out of the big bag he had with him, but eventually, he managed to get them out. He gave me three huge boxes and said, “That’s $35.97, please.”

I had to turn around and place the pizzas on a nearby stool because I couldn’t give him the money I was holding. After all, it was trapped underneath the boxes he had given me. While I did this, I bent over a little. When I turned around, he jumped back to attention and started blushing while I looked at him.

I gave him Nicole’s two twenty-dollar bills. He put them in a pouch on his hip, pulled out four one-dollar bills, and gave them to me.

I was curious if Nicole needed it all back, but I gave him two dollars as a tip. He accepted it with a smile but didn’t intend to go away.

“Yes?” I asked.

“So ... um ... are you doing something tonight?” he asked.

“Really?” I asked back.

He just looked at me and smiled.

“Dieter, she’s my girlfriend,” John said while walking up to us.

“John?” he looked at him and then at me. “She’s your girlfr...”

“Yep,” John said while he placed his arm around my waist.

“Holly fuck, dude! Respect,” Dieter said.

“Thanks,” John said and kissed me on the cheek. “Sorry, dude, but you must find another naked chick.”

Dieter smiled and said, “I wished I had your luck.”

“Yeah, well, maybe next time. So, see ya.”

“Yep, bye,” Dieter said. But he only turned around after he had taken his time to get a better mental picture of me in his head.

When he walked away, John pushed me to the side so he could close the door. He then looked at me and said, “I think he didn’t even notice that you only gave him two dollars as a tip.”

“Isn’t that enough?” I wanted to know.

“Patrick’s aunt normally lets him keep all the money.”

Without hesitation, I pulled the door open and ran after Dieter.

“What are you doing?” John shouted after me.

“Giving him his money, of course.”

Dieter was already sitting in his car and turning around on the street. I waved with both hands at him, and he slammed on his break. I ran up to the car while he lowered his window.

“What? Did I forget something?” he wanted to know.

I lowered my head to see him better and said, “I’m sorry. I didn’t know Nicole normally lets you keep all the money.” I offered him the remaining two dollars.

He smiled at me and said, “Thanks, but you didn’t have to do that. You are much better than any cash.”

I smiled at him and said, “Thanks for the compliment.”

“So ... um ... is he really your boyfriend?”

I looked back at John standing at the door and lied, “He sure is.”

“Damn, he’s a lucky eighteen old bastard.”

“How do you know him?” I wanted to know.

“He goes to school with me and sometimes hangs out at my house.”

“Ah, okay.”

“So ... um ... you’re always welcome to join him,” Dieter said, looking at my tits again.

“Dressed like this, probably.”

“How else?” he looked me in the eyes with a naughty smile.

“You better get going,” I told him. “Before you pull a muscle.”

He just laughed while I stepped away from his car. He drove off, and then I walked back to John, still standing at the door.

“You’re fortunate that there is almost no traffic here,” John told me when I reached him. “On a busy road, you could cause a pile-up.”

I couldn’t help but laugh at his comment. Of course, I also knew this street had almost no traffic, so I wasn’t worried about anyone else seeing me. It was just in the spur of the moment, and well, if Nicole always gave him the rest of the money, he deserved it.