Naughty Chronicles - Chim

No Bake Cupcake

Cheryl drops the basket of laundry that she had just retrieved from the dryer and dashes down the stairs to answer the chime at the door. It wasn't typical of her to do much housework because, truth be told, she was not the best at it. Kimberley was so much more meticulous at it but she decided that she should pull her weight around and help out a bit since it was only fair.

She had been doing some online shopping a couple of days ago and was expecting a parcel to be delivered today that she was particularly excited about. It was difficult for her to combat the heat that rose to her chest each time the thought of it even entered her mind.

Kimberley had been gone from home so much after she had accepted the job offer as an Executive Producer at her label. It wasn't anything too far off from what she had already been doing already, but her newly acquired position required more meetings and mountains of paperwork that she didn't anticipate. In addition to that, Cheryl was spending hours upon hours at the rehearsal studio that they hardly spent any quality time together lately.

Cheryl had stumbled upon a website that helped "boost your sex life" according to the marquee that scrolled across the top of their homepage and thought that it would be a fun way to spice up the bedroom. It's not as though they needed it, but she didn't find anything wrong with trying out new things. She was a little worried about whether or not Kimberley would be receptive to a little more kink in their extracurricular activities, but then she remembered how Kimberley pleasantly surprised her with the vibrator in the shower a few days ago and dismissed the thought.

She nearly reached the bottom of the steps, but her foot slipped on the edge which sent her flying. "Holy f*ck!" She grasped tightly onto the banister railing to help her from falling to the floor below, but she still landed on her bum pretty harshly with a grunt and winces at the sharp pain that shot up to her shoulders.

Cheryl grabs at her chest with her free hand, trying to calm the rapid beating of her heart. Once she recovers from the mild heart attack and catches her breath, she proceeds towards the front door.

"Miss Tweedy?"

"Yes."

"Sign here, please."

Cheryl scribbles her signature on the delivery man's electronic pad and retrieves her package.

"Thank you. Have a nice day, Miss."

"Thank you. You too."

After shutting the door closed behind her, she takes the small sized parcel to the front room and has a seat on the sofa. Here goes, she tells herself mentally. When she opens the box, she removes various bottles and tubes of lotions and potions that she had purchased - examining the labels as she goes.

Seemed like a good idea at the time, but now, I'm not so sure. What the hell am I supposed to do with this stuff?

There's a glossy card in the box that she removes so that she can read it. "No Bake Cupcake" reads at the top with a list that immediately followed.

Supplies:

-Small spatula or paint brush

-Feather Tickler

-Pair of sexy heels

-Apron

-Silver platter

-Black lace panties (optional)

Ingredients (all included):

-Strawberry edible creme massage lotion

-Candy Floss flavored Oral Gel

-White Chocolate Body Powder

-Strawberry flavored lip and body balm

-Your "cupcakes" (breasts)