Another day was almost finished. You had delivered so many pizzas that it felt as though your legs were disintegrating.

The last order of the day was for a fairly nice-looking house in the suburbs. You tiredly stumbled over to the door, holding the final pizza box out in your arms.

After ringing the bell, you were immediately met with a beautiful young womman, wearing a black cropped top, along with a skirt and a pair of transparent tights.

She smiled, and honestly, the sight alone felt like pay.

"Thanks.." He murmured before making a mock shocked expression.

"Uh oh.. I don't have any money to pay you.." Her all too friendly smile intensified.

Even through the darkness of the evening, you could see she had hidden intentions.

However, no matter how nice she looked, you needed to get your pay. You had come all this way for it after all.