{"id":8047,"date":"2019-11-29T11:48:26","date_gmt":"2019-11-29T10:48:26","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.deolububble.com\/general\/ndb\/?p=8047"},"modified":"2019-11-29T11:48:26","modified_gmt":"2019-11-29T10:48:26","slug":"federal-republic-of-lily-the-hot-delivery-guy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.deolububble.com\/general\/ndb\/federal-republic-of-lily-the-hot-delivery-guy\/","title":{"rendered":"Federal Republic of Lily: The Hot Delivery Guy"},"content":{"rendered":"

Lost! Yeah, that was what I was; lost in a world that was my art and I loved it. Since the day I blacked out after a series of bomb orgasms, I have been up here in my studio.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

It still feels ridiculous talking about it but it was one of the best things to have happened to me in a while. Since then I have been channeling all that excitement into my work painting like crazy. My studio looks like a cave with canvases propped on every available corner and space.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Some were covered with a thin tarp others were just safely propped against another, I felt great about how much I had gotten done when I wasn\u2019t being stressed out by how much work I had to cover; I guess orgasms are like what coffee is like to some creatives.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

The piece I was working on was finally taking shape and Thad only increased the smile on my face as I dipped my paintbrush in paint, I drawled on the canvas with slow lazy strokes. As I reached my brush to dip in paint I saw a fraction of my phone screen beeping under some rough papers besides the canvas I was bent over. I quickly wiped my hand with my rag and reached for it. I swiped to answer quickly before it stops ringing.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHello\u201d I answered feeling suddenly tired<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cGood afternoon ma, I am at the address with the supplies\u201d I heard a smooth voice with a slight rasp pour from my phone speaker<\/span><\/p>\n

Supplies? I mused to myself, what supply what was he talking about.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cOhh yeah\u201d I answered remember my order for a bunch of art supplies were to be delivered today but they are sure early. They were supposed to deliver them by4 pm.<\/span><\/p>\n

I pulled the screen away from my face to look at the time when I squealed; it was already past four.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHmm, is everything okay ma?\u201d he asked<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cOh it\u2019s nothing, the gate will be opened so you can bring it up to the house,\u201d I said before hanging up.<\/span><\/p>\n

I called my gateman and asked him to open the gate for the delivery man and also help him with the supplies. I stood up and stretched as much as I could feeling stiff in most of my joints, it was crazy how much I am used to being in one position whenever I paint for long hours.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

I walked downstairs and went to open the door, I stood by the door watching as a very minuscule truck drove in. Looking at myself I almost started chuckling at how dirty I looked, if you replaced all the paint smears and droplets I could totally pass for a mechanic; a very sexy mechanic.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

My excitement started when the driver stepped out and nodded a greeting my way before rounding to the back to open the truck. He was wearing a simple polo work t-shirt tucked in a brown trouser when he bent down to open a latch, you would have yelled out \u201chubba hubba\u201d if I didn\u2019t have home training.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

I don\u2019t know what\u2019s in the air that\u2019s influencing the men\u2019s form but I love it, his butt was nicely compact and every time he moves his arms which he did a lot as he moved things out a ridge somewhere moves and flexes. I didn\u2019t realize I had been openly checking him out till he stopped in front of me<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cGood day ma, where would you like this,\u201d He said moving slightly to gesture the canvases neatly stacked under his arm.<\/span><\/p>\n

Damn, that rasp in his voice sounded so damn sexy in person, made think of how sexy it would sound if he whispered some dirty things in my ears. I saw him lift an eyebrow slightly which just added to make him look like he was hiding a dominating streak underneath all that politeness<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cum ma\u2019am\u201d He started<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201coh yeah, this way,\u201d I said spinning around fast and headed straight for the stairs leading up to my studio.<\/span><\/p>\n

Why was I running sef; I am the big bad sexy Lily I should be smoothly seducing him and not acting like a shy virgin nerd. I looked down at what I was wearing and rolled my eyes who was I kidding, pretty sure my hair was hanging out in all directions not to mention all the different patches of paint that decorated my face.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

As I stood at the doorway with him standing closely behind I realized I had no space in my studio.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHmm, just put them by the door,\u201d I said<\/span><\/p>\n

He dropped them gently then propped them against the wall before he swiftly moved past me into the studio<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ll help you create some space,\u201d he said as he stepped in\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWow,\u201d he said stopping as soon as he realized they were barely any space to put his big feet<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cthat\u2019s a lot of paintings,\u201d he said looking around<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYeah! I have an exhibition coming up soon\u201d I answered<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cOhh I see, but don\u2019t you have anyone to help you out at least with arranging your workspace,\u201d He said as he started gently moving things<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI used to have an assistant but she quit and I am yet to find a replacement\u201d I answered<\/span><\/p>\n

Soon he already arranged most of the paintings nicely against a wall and successfully created some space, he already had sweat stains around his armpits and beads of sweat on his forehead as he kept on lifting and dropping things around.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cMaybe you should take off your shirt so you know you don\u2019t drench it or something,\u201d I asked<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201coh that\u2019s true o I sweat so easily,\u201d he said as he carefully dropped some cans of paint at one corner.<\/span><\/p>\n

He stood up and in one swift move pulled off his shirt and I suddenly regretted the decision because I am pretty sure I was drooling, brother was ripped like ripped-ripped, his stomach looked chiseled. Everywhere on his chest was lean muscles and best of all he was glistening with sweat.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cEyes up here\u201d I heard him say before he chuckled\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t worry you can tip me handsomely?\u201d he said smirking<\/span><\/p>\n

He was smirking, shirtless and sweaty, he was aware of what he was doing and for whatever reason, I was being a slow fuck<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cand what if I don\u2019t have any money,\u201d I said before biting my lower lip<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI am sure we can think up all kinds of way you can tip me,\u201d he said drawing on the word kind with that look that screams\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cImma fuck the shit out of you\u201d.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n