A Package For You

Delivering packages was not a job that Jack enjoyed. He despised the long hours in the car by himself, the ridiculous uniform he had to wear, and, most of all, the lack of appreciation that most of the customers showed him when they got their packages. However, the job paid his rent and a little extra besides, so he figured he could cope.

Helping him to go on was one lingering fantasy. One day he would bring a package to the front door of a huge mansion. It would be opened by a beautiful woman dressed only in a white bathrobe, which would be slightly opened to reveal a glorious expanse of cleavage. She would look both ways before grabbing him, yanking him into the house, and then showing him sensual pleasures he had never dreamed of.

This was, unfortunately, only a fantasy so far. The vast majority of the packages Jack delivered were to fully-dressed businessmen in office buildings. But every day Jack went to work, the hope remained in the back of his head that today might be The Day.

One sunny, warm spring day, Jack was doing a replacement shift that brought him to an extremely wealthy-looking neighbourhood. The houses were enormous, almost like mansions, and set far apart from each other. Huge trees grew on all the properties; some even had their own ponds. The image of a rich, sexually frustrated woman drifted through Jack’s mind. He laughed it away.

The address he was going to turned out to be one of the bigger properties. The house came at the end of a brick driveway that seemed to go on for ten minutes. Somewhat nervously, Jack picked up the package and his clipboard and got out of the car. His fantasy wouldn’t get out of his mind.

He walked slowly up the granite steps and rang the doorbell. He could hear it echoing inside. Then he heard footsteps and, finally, the door opened.

Jack’s jaw dropped.

The woman who opened the door was gorgeous, with long blonde hair swept back in a loose bun and the reddest lips he had ever seen. She was an inch taller than him and wore only a white robe just open enough to reveal a glorious expanse of cleavage. This was it, Jack realized. Today was The Day!

All of this, he absorbed in the split second while she looked rapidly from left to right. Then she grabbed him by the hips.

She yanked him inside the door.

She shut the door and she took his face gently into her hands. She advanced towards him as if to kiss him. His eyes closed; he was ready to give up everything he had to offer.

Then she leaped back as if she’d been shocked. Angrily drawing her robe shut around her, she exclaimed, “You’re not the girl who usually delivers the packages!”