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Several years ago, as the world was going through the Covid shutdown, my husband and I were going through our own nightmare. Our son, who was seven years old at the time, was going through a very difficult patch in his life. He had been diagnosed with epilepsy and was experiencing seizures daily. We had been in and out of doctors' offices and hospitals, trying to get them under control but nothing was working. Then, in October of that year, he had surgery, and a device was implanted in his chest, which connected to his brain and helped control the seizures. It was a huge relief because we had gone through several months of nightmares and heartbreak, and it was taking a toll on all of us. At the same time, with everything shutdown because of Covid, it made things even more difficult for all of us.

After having his surgery, he was released from the hospital, and we headed home. I was exhausted, because we had been at the hospital for a little over two weeks and I just wanted a hot shower and my own bed. We arrived home, and after getting settled, my husband ordered dinner and went down to his man cave to fix us a couple of drinks so that we could try to relax. I took a long hot shower and when I was done, I threw on a tank top and a pair of my yoga shorts. I joined my husband and the two of us enjoyed a drink, while waiting for dinner to arrive.

About half an hour later, the phone rang, and it was the delivery guy, letting us know that he was pulling up. My husband headed out the side door to grab the food, and when he did, my son came running down the stairs and followed him. I quickly got up, and tried to grab him, but he was too quick and was outside already, so I followed him out as well. As we did, the delivery guy pulled up in the driveway and greeted us. He handed my husband the food and as he went to greet my son, he quickly looked up and asked us what had happened, because my son had his neck and chest wrapped in bandages from the surgery. We explained the situation to him, and he offered us his prayers and asked if there was anything that we needed, which I found amazing, coming from a stranger we had just met. I could tell he was moved by looking at my son, and that it had got to him. After chatting for a bit, he was on his way and my husband and I, headed inside with the food.

As we were eating, my husband's phone rang, and he noticed that it was the delivery guy calling. He answered and then headed outside. He returned a few minutes later, with a smile on his face and a box with a couple of toy cars in them. The delivery guy, whose name was Nuno, felt so bad for my son, that he went and got him a couple of cars to try and cheer him up. I couldn't believe it, because we had just met him, but could see that he had a huge heart by doing that.

Over the next couple of weeks, whenever we ordered food, we would order from the same place and Nuno was always our delivery guy. He would always show up with toy cars for my son, and was very friendly and outgoing towards my husband and I. I assumed he was being super friendly, but my husband and his crazy mind, began to wander. While we were eating one day, he told me that he had a feeling that Nuno was into me. I quickly told him that he was nuts, and that he was just being friendly, but he said that he had noticed Nuno checking me out on a few occasions when we were outside grabbing the food. I shook my head and told him that he was losing his mind, and that the delivery guy was not checking me out, but he insisted that Nuno was.

Over the next couple of weeks, we would go back and forth on the subject each time we ordered food, and Nuno would come deliver it. It got to the point that one day, my husband decided to put it to the test. We went outside to get the food together, and once he had the food, my husband came up with an excuse to run back inside, leaving me alone in the driveway with Nuno. As we stood there, Nuno chatted with me and even pulled out his phone to show me his toy car collection. He was an avid hot wheels and matchbox collector, as well as model trains, and spent the next couple of minutes showing me a bunch of pictures, while continuing to chat me up. Again, I took it as him just being friendly, but my husband always thought otherwise. When I got inside, my husband had a huge smile on his face and told me that he had been watching from the security cameras, and that he could see Nuno checking me out yet again. I often wore tank tops and yoga shorts because they were the most comfortable outfits that I owned, and since I was home, I wasn't about to dress up for anything. The shorts often hugged my big ass, and the tank tops showed off my cleavage, which my husband loved to admire.

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