Magic Gloves

It’s a bright and refreshing Saturday morning as you hear the doorbell ring. You’re not expecting any anyone, so you open the door carefully. It’s a delivery man with a package. You think to yourself that you couldn’t have possibly ordered or won anything.

“Package for you,” The delivery man says.

“That’s impossible,” You reply back. “I didn’t order anything.” You look on the package and find your name written on it.

“Well, by the looks of things, that’s your name on the package.” The man hands you a slip of paper. “Please sign here.” You do as he says and sign the paper on the dotted line. When his back is turned to you, he gives a sly smile and says, “Have a nice day.”

“I wonder what it is,” You say to yourself as you cut the tape open with a pair of scissors. You open the box and remove the plastic peanuts to find, a pair of long, black leather gloves. They look like the ones a movie star would have worn decades ago. Upon further discovery, you find two more pairs of the same length and material, but these ones are white and pink. You ask yourself who would send these to you. No one around you seems like the creepy, pervert type who would do something like that. You take them and place them on your bed while you continue your daily activities.

Meanwhile, while you’re in another room, the gloves begin to behave strangely. The hands slowly inflate to the shape of a human hand while the shafts take the shape of rather sexy looking arms. As if an unseen person was wearing them, they began to rise and slip into the closet completely unseen. As you walk back into your room carrying a basket full of laundry, you notice the gloves are gone. Before you can figure out what happened, two black leather hands push you. You fall on the bed and notice the phantom gloves hovering above you. Before you can react, the pink pair springs forward and holds your mouth shut as the white pair holds your arms in place. At the same time, the black pair is slowly undoing the buttons on your blouse…