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Becky works out of a regional office in the NC triad area and occasionally bumps into one of the local mail carriers, Jim, who is a stocky handsome black man, about 55 years old. He and Becky hit it off from the start and became friends. The vibes between those two were strong and I think they both knew it was just a matter of time before something sparked.

It all started when he got off duty and decided to go by her office since it was on his way home and saw a light on. He knocked on the door and it startled Becky, since she was in the office by herself. Then she realized who it was although she didn’t recognize him out of uniform.

She was on her laptop finishing some email and had to go to a dinner meeting with a client. She was wearing a silk blouse and navy pinstripe suit (short skirt, of course). It was enough to get Jim’s attention. When she was having trouble logging on to her personal webmail, she asked him if he knew anything about computers and he obliged stepping closer to her in her seated position. As Becky looked to her right, she could see Jim’s stiff member through his pants only 18 inches from her head.

She was running short on time and decided “what the hell”, turned to him and said, “Jim, I hate to rush things like this but would you mind if I tasted that big black dick of yours?” Jim, almost speechless couldn’t get it out fast enough and after a couple of strokes with Becky’s soft hands it was straight as a flag pole and Becky immediately took him deep into her mouth swirling her tongue around her new found chocolate and trying to take him deeper into her throat.

It wasn’t long before Jim blew a huge load into Becky’s mouth and she was very careful not to spill a drop and swallow his juices completely. She said, I’m sorry we didn’t get as much time to get to know each other outside of work hours, but I’m on a tight schedule tonight. Jim said, Becky, it’s my pleasure and anytime you would like to rush things again in the future, I’m your man!

So now you might say, Becky is on her mailman’s regular route (outside of work hours, of course).