Mr Post Man

I'm laying out in the sun today, wearing my new bikini that I just adore, listening to an old Gin Blossom's cd when I hear our dog start barking like crazy.  I wasn't alarmed in any way, as he barks like that if the wind changes direction.   Anyway, I tone him out and start getting irritated five minutes later when hes still barking.  Just as I am about to get up, I hear, "*ahem* Mrs. Wife?"  Looking up I see its the mail man holding a package at the entrance to our gate.  Hes in his mid thirties I'd say, and always quick to flirt.  I didn't have a towel or anything to try and cover up with as I walked over to him, so I felt a bit odd, imagining what my mother would say if she saw the situation.  Something about being indecent, I'm sure.  As I'm nearing the gate, I notice him smiling at me,  and scanning my body up and down as I approach.  I managed a polite smile, and when I took the package from him, he made a point of reaching down and adjusting his hard on right there in front of me, in those stylish postal carrier shorts of his.   I wondered how long he had actually been standing there watching me, since the dog had been going nuts for quite awhile.  While, I was....flattered at his response, I couldn't help but laugh at what might have been his attempt at a pick up line.  Or gesture, I suppose I should say! lol  I shall keep a towel handy from now on, though I'm not sure that would have stopped the hopless romantic that is our mail carrier.