It had been just over a week since the lovers had seen one another. There had been a few hiccups with Karlie's photoshoot in Paris and so the model had been kept in the city for longer than expected. With very little to occupy her time, she ended up having a wonder around some of the more - mature - shops in the city, her 'mostly' innocent mind in complete bewilderment at what they had to offer. But of course she had to purchase a few items, at first for novelty value, but soon her imagination began to go crazy with the thought of getting to use them on her girlfriend. She'd certainly enjoyed her alone time in the hotel room the last few nights of her trip, visions of Taylor in her head.
Karlie began to grow nervous as her car approached the front of her girlfriends Rhode Island home. Their sex life was amazing and very active but they had never introduced anything other than themselves into the bedroom. She wasn't sure how Taylor would react but luckily, the items she bought were still sort of vanilla. As she stepped out of the car she could hear the sound of her girls feet running along the gravel, Karlie smiled widely holding out her arms as Taylor threw herself at her, legs wrapping round her waist.
''Baby! I'm so glad you're home, I've missed you so much'' the singer said, kissing Karlies cheek and rubbing her face into the crook of her neck.
''I've missed you too princess'' the model replied, her fingertips massaging the back of her girlfriends head. Taylor pulled herself away, thanking her security as the guys leave Karlie's luggage in the front hall and head down to the guesthouse.
''So how was your trip darling?''
''Manageable- pretty boring. The other girls and I went to a show at the Moulin Rouge and had a few drinks before staying in Montmartre for the night. It was a laugh'' Karlie states nonchalantly.
''The red light district? A strip-show? You didn't tell me that on the phone'' Taylor says sharply, her mood completely changing.
''It-it wasn't a strip-show babe! They are just dancers. It's like a traditional Parisian thing'' Karlie replies quickly trying to save the situation.
''Hmm...well I don-what have you got in there?'' Taylor has now spotted the large red bag, pointing to it inquisitively. Karlie goes silent for a second, wondering if this is the right time to mention it.
''Well I - uh - I picked a few things up for you- for us..we don't have to use them though..not if-if you don't want to'' Karlie stutters, slightly embarrassed and terribly nervous over Taylor's reaction to these items.
''What...things?'' Taylor asks curiously as she kneels down, lifting the very large box out of the bag, gasping as she opens it.
''Oh...'' she breathes quietly, staring at the items in amazement as Karlie's face heats up, now bright red. Inside the box there is an assortment including rope, a blindfold, nipple clamps, a small vibrator, a large dildo and a can of whipped cream. Both girls squirm, unsure if it is due to the discomfort of the situation or if they were both just extremely turned on. Taylor then stood up, holding the box open as she turns to Karlie.
''What exactly did you have in mind?'' She asks sweetly. Karlie who has now picked up confidence, partly from reading Taylor's reaction and partly because she is now incredibly turned on, gives her a devilish grin.
''Well...use your imagination baby''
Taylor gulps slightly, her heart rate picking up, blood pumping and the familiar feeling pooling in her stomach as Karlie takes the box from her, grabs her hand and leads her up the stairs to their bedroom. The singer follows behind, speechless as her arousal clouds her mind. Unsure if she is following Karlie willingly or out of pure desire.
