A Good Gift

A few days after our conversation, Jack surprised me with a gift - a beautiful silk scarf. As I ran my fingers over the soft material, I felt a surge of pleasure run through me, and confusion gripped me.

Jack picked up on my reaction and smiled knowingly.

"It looks beautiful on you," he said, his voice low and seductive.

I could feel myself getting aroused despite my best efforts to ignore it. I didn't know what was happening to me, but I couldn't stop thinking about him and the way he made me feel. It was like a fire that was burning within me, and I didn't know how to put it out.

As the day went on, I could feel the silk scarf against my skin and it was arousing me with each movement. I tried to push the thoughts out of my head, but they refused to go away. It was all I could think about, and I found myself **** for a release.

That night, I gave in to my desires and pleasured myself, thinking about Jack and the silk scarf he gave me. The thought of him watching me only fueled the fire, and I felt like I was losing control.