Door Dash

“Dammit,” Lex muttered to herself as she revved up her car, feeling foolish. She backed carefully out of the driveway onto the twilight and streetlight-lit road on which her new house resided. It had been a stressful week of moving and unpacking, and she thought that ordering dinner through DoorDash would ease her tension; it should have, but she realized too late that she hadn’t yet changed the delivery address in the app to her new home, and so the delicious meal she’d envisioned for herself had been left on the stoop of her her old one –a near half-hour drive away.She’d been too busy finishing up unpacking yet another box to notice where the driver was headed until she got the notification that it was delivered – and she was distraught to open the door to nothing. When Lex realized her mistake, she immediately hopped in her car to go and get her food – she wasn’t losing out on a thirty-dollar meal for one if she could help it, and she seriously doubted she could get refunded since the mistake was her own.So she hovered a little over the speed limit on her way back to her old house, hoping that whoever the new renter was either wasn’t home or didn’t poke their head out the front door so that Lex could scoop up her food and be on her way unnoticed.Too much time later, Lex thought about how the food was sure to be cold by the time she got it back to her new place, she pulled up to her old one. Parking on the road, she shut off the car and got out, heading towards the porch. Bounding up the few steps, she looked around wildly for her dinner, realizing, again too late, that she would have been able to see it from the road if it were still here.”Fuck!” she exclaimed, a little louder than was probably necessary. Sighing, she turned to leave the porch when, to her horror, the front door opened.”Hello?” came the inquisitive voice from the doorway. Grimacing, Lex slowly turned around to see a fit man in his early to mid-thirties with shaggy brown hair and a short beard standing in the frame, looking puzzled at her.”Hi!” Lex said brightly, feeling her face redden.”Can I help you?” the man said, sizing her Çankaya Escort Bayan up. Or possibly checking her out, Lex, a stunning thirty-year-old brunette with the sunshine of a smile and a perfectly curvy body, could never be too sure. But it was likely the former, given that she was intruding on his front porch.”Well, maybe,” Lex said, deciding to be upfront with the man with the distractingly blue-green eyes. “I used to live here, I was renting it up until a few weeks ago, and – this is embarrassing – I ordered DoorDash but never updated my address…” she trailed off, because she noticed at the word “DoorDash,” the man’s body language changed from apprehensive to uncomfortable.It clicked immediately as to why.”You ate my food,” she said icily.The man’s mouth opened and closed a few times, his eyes darting around everywhere that wasn’t Lex’s face.”I…did,” he said finally.”Wow.””I’m sorry. I didn’t think anyone would come looking for it.””What if it was just the wrong door? What if it was your next-door neighbor’s food? You just ate it?””I asked all the neighbors.” the man said. “When none of them claimed it, I dug in. It’s been like 35 minutes.”Lex stared at him, annoyed.”Well, I guess that’s that,” she said, and she spun around to leave.”Wait!” he called after her. She stopped and turned back around.”Can I feed you? I have some food.””Your actions would suggest otherwise,” Lex said.The man broke into a small grin at that. “Fair enough. But I ate what you paid for, at least let me whip something up for you – it’s the least I can do.”Lex felt confident she would have said no if he hadn’t just flashed that very disarming smile at her, but found herself agreeing to his penance.”I’m Lane, by the way,” he said, as he started pulling things out of his pantry and fridge.”Lex,” she responded. She wondered if she was being foolish, wandering into this stranger’s house though, given that she had lived here for over a year, it didn’t feel much like a stranger’s. Plus, she remembered the very thorough background check that the landlord had run on her when she moved in and used Çankaya Escort that as a further excuse to feel comfortable, though she knew deep down that she was letting her guard down because Lane was handsome and she hadn’t been on a successful date in several months. She was also very hungry.Lane and Lex chatted amiably as he heated some Asian noodles and a few shrimp in a skillet on the stove. He seemed very comfortable in the kitchen, which turned Lex on – though most of him was turning her on at this point, to the point that she broached the topic of wine.”Oh, uh…shit” Lane muttered, thinking. “I have some red, but I don’t know if I have any white. Do you mind bucking the traditions of wine pairing?””I think we can buck,” Lex said, fully aware of her pun. Lane grinned that grin again, but Lex wasn’t sure if he picked up on her double entendre.He grabbed a bottle of Merlot and pulled out some plastic red cups. “I haven’t fully unpacked yet, my wine glasses are hiding in one of these boxes,” he said, gesturing at the stacks of cardboard filling up her former living room. “It’s been three weeks, but unpacking is the fucking worst.””Cheers to that,” Lex said, taking the solo cup after Lane filled it and lifting it to the sky. They touched the cups together and drank.”Yeah, I’ve pretty much got the basics unpacked and that’s it – stuff to make food, stuff to shower, and the bed.””Well, that’s all you need,” Lex said, again doing nothing to hide her flirtation.That time he seemed to have gotten it, and he blushed slightly.A bottle and some change later, Lane had fully picked up on the signals and he and Lex were unabashedly flirting over her empty plate. Neither had prepared for what was essentially turning out to be a terrific date – Lex hadn’t intended to be seen by anyone this evening, hair pulled up into a high ponytail and wearing short gym shorts and a tank top – she wasn’t even wearing a bra – but she was getting the sense that Lane preferred a more down-to-earth type of woman anyway.He, too, had planned on a night in, wearing just a t-shirt and gym shorts. But they Escort Çankaya were both buzzed, and they were both into each other, so neither particularly cared – in fact, they were both kinds of amazed at their luck. A seemingly perfect and eligible person dropped into their laps.”Well…I’m a little tipsy.” Lex giggled.”Hey! Me too!” Lane grinned. Lex felt the space where her legs met moisten. She smiled – she knew they were on the same page because the gym shorts did very little to hide the occasional twitch of Lane’s cock.”I guess I need to stop drinking or I’m gonna have to sleep on your couch,” she said.”Only one problem,” Lane said, faking seriousness. “Don’t have a couch yet.””That is a problem,” Lex said, matching his tone.”Yeah. Well, maybe.” Lane said, pretending to have an idea. “Maybe I can come up with something. A solution.””Oh yeah?” Lex said, knowing that it finally went time after a night of magical flirtation. “Tell me your bright ideas.”Within fifteen seconds, Lane and Lex were making out furiously down the hallway to her former – now his – bedroom. His lips moved to her neck as they stumbled toward the door. She ran her hands through his shaggy hair as he sucked on her neck, his hands squeezing her ass. She moaned softly.Lane shoved the door open and flipped on the light. Lex looked in and saw that there wasn’t much there. A basket of clothes and a mattress directly on the floor.Perfect.They continued to feel each other as they made their way to the bed. Lane suddenly spun Lex around and pulled her body back into him. She could feel his cock begging to burst out of his shorts, pressed up against her ass. He began to kiss her neck again and his hands found her tits, rubbing them, dragging his thumbs against her nipples over her shirt.”Fuck…” Lex moaned.Lane pinched one of her nipples and she gasped. With his other hand, he moved in between her legs and started rubbing her pussy over her shorts, which were so soaked that the fabric was barely noticeable anyway.Lex started groping Lane’s cock through his shorts, and her heart skipped a beat when her hand found it – it was big and thick, and she couldn’t wait to get it inside her everywhere.But before she could do anything, Lane spun her back around, kissed her, and guided her down to the bed on her back. Then he grabbed the waist of her shorts and panties and pulled them off in one swift motion.