Posted: 12/15/2021 9:06:16 PM EDT
|
Please keep the asinine comments to yourselves.. Last week, I ordered my favorite Filipino food from a women online. She sells it from her home, which is a bit strange, but it’s always so delicious I cannot resist. I arrived at her home and she beckoned me inside. Normally she just hands me my food at the door. She locked the door behind us, which I found odd at the time, but quickly dismissed. “Nice hou..” Before I could finish, she shushed me. “Baby asleep, quiet.. ok?” I nodded. She led me into the kitchen and began to place the food I had ordered in the plastic container. Suddenly she stopped and turned to face me. A smile crept upon her face. “You liiiiike?” she whispered while smooshing her breasts together. At this point, I was beginning to get uncomfortable. “Uhh… can I just get my food please?” I stammered. She moved towards me and backed me into the kitchen counter. She placed her hand over my crotch while rubbing it violently “free food, you liiiike?” she hissed. I slid down the kitchen counter while she attempted to place her hand down my pants. Suddenly I heard keys jangling at the front door. Looking through the front window, a tall figure loomed behind it. I quickly chopped her hand away, flung the back door open, and somersaulted to my right to avoid detection. After springing up to my feet, I waited a few seconds at the side of the house until the man walked through the front door. I booked it to my car narrowly escaping detection. Should I contact the authorities? Not only was I sexually assaulted, I’m sure she needs some sort of license or permit to continue operating a restaurant from her home. |
|
Quoted: Please keep the asinine comments to yourselves.. Last week, I ordered my favorite Filipino food from a women online. She sells it from her home, which is a bit strange, but it’s always so delicious I cannot resist. I arrived at her home and she beckoned me inside. Normally she just hands me my food at the door. She locked the door behind us, which I found odd at the time, but quickly dismissed. “Nice hou..” Before I could finish, she shushed me. “Baby asleep, quiet.. ok?” I nodded. She led me into the kitchen and began to place the food I had ordered in the plastic container. Suddenly she stopped and turned to face me. A smile crept upon her face. “You liiiiike?” she whispered while smooshing her breasts together. At this point, I was beginning to get uncomfortable. “Uhh… can I just get my food please?” I stammered. She moved towards me and backed me into the kitchen counter. She placed her hand over my crotch while rubbing it violently “free food, you liiiike?” she hissed. I slid down the kitchen counter while she attempted to place her hand down my pants. Suddenly I heard keys jangling at the front door. Looking through the front window, a tall figure loomed behind it. I quickly chopped her hand away, flung the back door open, and somersaulted to my right to avoid detection. After springing up to my feet, I waited a few seconds at the side of the house until the man walked through the front door. I booked it to my car narrowly escaping detection. Should I contact the authorities? Not only was I sexually assaulted, I’m sure she needs some sort of license or permit to continue operating a restaurant from her home. Plot twist: The man at the door was with the health department, ARFCOM AROCKS fucking called her in to the pizza police. |
|
Quoted: Please keep the asinine comments to yourselves.. Last week, I ordered my favorite Filipino food from a women online. She sells it from her home, which is a bit strange, but it’s always so delicious I cannot resist. I arrived at her home and she beckoned me inside. Normally she just hands me my food at the door. She locked the door behind us, which I found odd at the time, but quickly dismissed. “Nice hou..” Before I could finish, she shushed me. “Baby asleep, quiet.. ok?” I nodded. She led me into the kitchen and began to place the food I had ordered in the plastic container. Suddenly she stopped and turned to face me. A smile crept upon her face. “You liiiiike?” she whispered while smooshing her breasts together. At this point, I was beginning to get uncomfortable. “Uhh… can I just get my food please?” I stammered. She moved towards me and backed me into the kitchen counter. She placed her hand over my crotch while rubbing it violently “free food, you liiiike?” she hissed. I slid down the kitchen counter while she attempted to place her hand down my pants. Suddenly I heard keys jangling at the front door. Looking through the front window, a tall figure loomed behind it. I quickly chopped her hand away, flung the back door open, and somersaulted to my right to avoid detection. After springing up to my feet, I waited a few seconds at the side of the house until the man walked through the front door. I booked it to my car narrowly escaping detection. Should I contact the authorities? Not only was I sexually assaulted, I’m sure she needs some sort of license or permit to continue operating a restaurant from her home. Oh Hell yeah. Now This is Classic Arfcom.  I’ve missed you so much Ronman. Welcome back. 
|
