I trudge reluctantly to the door. The bell’s rung several times, pulling me away from my daily masturbation session.

Opening the door I see the Hermes courier lady, a parcel in her hand.

“For you,” she says, her eyes glancing downwards and a smile forming.

“Thank you,” I say, grumpy at being interrupted.

“Oh, most welcome,” she says giggling, glancing down again.

I frown and look down to find out what she’s amused about.

Horrified, I see my semi hard cock poking from my shorts’, pre-cum glistening on the head.

The courier giggled as she left, winking, “Have fun!”