A Surprise Package

I’ve just returned from sending a surprise package at the post office. The place is hectic, more so because today is the last postal date for second class post with pre-Christmas delivery. (Here is the link for Royal Mails Christmas posting dates.) The poor staff at the post office. While they aren’t striking they have to smile at customers who are often irate and impatient- as seems to be the Christmas spirit these days.

With industrial action, delays and the usual festive overwhelm of a creaking system, I felt almost guilty adding to the backlog.

But this couldn’t wait!

At first glance, this might not look sinful. A wholesome bag of home-made fudge going on its merry little way. I spent the weekend getting into the festive spirit, or trying to. I watched two Christmas movies, and made treats for the primary school, reclaiming my love of gifting from the heart rather than the shop. This shiny bag contains a little selection for testing by a sweetie enthusiast. To help me decided which technique of fudge making is the best. I needed to post it today and the only option was the box from my Mermaid plug.

When the recipient opens the package it might be a surprise to see a sex toy?

Or perhaps not? And when they open the box they will, I hope, be pleased to see a surprise package of treats in place of an inflating, vibrating anal toy.

I’d love to know what you’d rather see in a surprise package. A bag of treats, or an adult pleasure product?

Click the lips to see the other posts shared this week, where I’m sure you’ll find something much more sinful for your pleasure. Or you can dip into my Sinful Sunday archives. Perhaps this one, shared last Christmas: Decorated Christmas Tree.