I had ordered a pizza. The buzzer rang, and much to my delight a tall, lanky, young delivery guy with dark brown, curly hair, green eyes and a tight ass stood in my doorway. I tried not to notice how delectable he looked, and it did not help that he was charming with a smile to kill. He told me his name was Ryan and handed me the pizza. I tipped him, and he asked if he could use the bathroom. I said, “Of course” and beckoned him into my apartment and directed him towards my bathroom. I listened to him urinate and he came out of the bathroom not too long afterwards. I noticed that he had forgotten to zip up his pants, and nervously told him that his zipper was undone. He had a chesire cat grin on his face, almost as if he knew what he was doing, and had orchestrated it. It was a hot day, so I asked him if he wanted a drink of fruit punch, and he answered “Sure, why not?” I poured him a tall, cool drink, and handed him the glass. I told him he could sit down if he liked. He sat in my living room comfortably, teasingly sipping his punch. There was an erotic air in the room, and you could cut the sexual tension between us like a knife. I poured myself a drink and sat close beside Ryan on the couch. He was wearing stylish Adidas pants that hung off his body flawlessly, and a fitted nylon sports top. I moved closer to him, and could see that he had a hard-on. I planted a kiss on his lips, and slowly darted my tongue down his warm, willing throat. He moaned and moved closer. I had on a black mini skirt and red tank top with a pink lace push-up bra and matching pink lace panties. He moved even closer to me, and I parted my legs for him. He pushed my panties aside and inserted a finger into me. My warm, wet body received him immediately, and I gyrated to his fingers, tossing my head back while licking my red lipsticked lips. He continued to pleasure me until I climaxed over and over, flooding his young fingers. He asked me if I liked younger men. I replied that I had the tendency to be attracted to younger men, and seemed to attract them. I continued that sex always seemed to be hotter with a younger man. He gave me that irresistible smile and said he had to be going. I told him that I would be ordering pizza again in the near future, and that he could come in when he was thirsty anytime. He gestured to me in agreement, giving me a knowing look, and I followed him to the door. I have not been able to get that hot stud out of my mind ever since. I know our sexual journey has just begun, and look forward to many pleasurable and adventurous days ahead...