Having seen his post about the ribbon and blushing over it for hours afterward, Katelynn tried her best to give him what he wanted. Undressing down to complete nudity, Katelynn bound ribbon around her petite form, moving it between her legs and around her breasts, tying it into a rather pathetic ribbon in the front. She had purposely picked a day when she knew he wouldn’t be tired to present herself in such a way, tucking herself on one of the beanbag and waiting for him with a nervous smile.
Jack had gone out for an hour or so to run some errands. His new commission from Ezayne was still in the sketching stages, but he’d already had many ideas, and had picked up more paint and some new brushes. Experimenting with new techniques was one of his favorite parts of the job.
When he opened the front door, however, the sight that greeted his eyes nearly made him drop his purchases in shock. His throat twitched as he struggled to find words.
“Katelynn? Wh … what are … ?” A purple blush was spreading rapidly across his features. She must have read my blog.
Pleased her as it did to see his reaction, it still caused her entire body to flush, the color spreading like wildfire across her pale skin as she dropped her gaze a little. She was trying her best to be sexy for him as they hadn’t been together in such a way for over two months now and part of her felt guilty for it.
Running a finger slowly over her thigh in what she hoped was an enticing, flirty manner, Katelynn’s chest rose and fell with her bated breaths, chest pushing against their restraints. “I just…wanted to surprise you and be s-sexy for you,” she admitted lamely, feeling her body heat up even more.
It’s what he wanted, right?
Jack bit his lower lip as he stared at the very tempting sight on display before him. The colorful ribbon contrasted nicely with Katelynn’s skin and hair; it made him think of the way their skin tones contrasted when he touched her. And the way it only covered a few strategic places was, in a way, more exciting than just seeing her naked would have been (not that he didn’t enjoy that, too!).
“W-well, it’s working,” he said, with a soppy grin. “J-just a moment, let me put these away …” He hurried to quickly put the art supplies where they belonged, then came over to the beanbag.
Jack Maple 