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Jake crossed his arms. “You’ve got about ten seconds to give me half of a decent explanation.”
Calli snickered. It wasn’t the first time she’d heard threats like that from him. “Or you’ll what?”
“You know damn well.” Jake didn’t flinch. He didn’t even blink.
This wasn’t the first time she’d heard that, either. And she’d been expecting it. The first time Calli had been this late, Jake had done the same thing: cross his arms, stand his ground, set a time limit. If she didn’t—well. He’d said he would spank her.
Calli set her hips forward and glared at him. He wouldn’t. He made threats all the time.
“Come on. We’ve been dating three months. Do you really think--.”
Jake checked his watch. “You’ve already wasted three seconds.”
“Seriously? I was half an hour late!”
“Forty five minutes, actually. Five seconds.”
The look Jake was giving her was starting to make her nervous. He wouldn’t really spank her, would he?
No. He wouldn’t. This was the fourth time he’d threatened her, and he’d never gone through with it. Then again, at least in those instances she’d been able to come up with some excuse. Her phone died. Her bus was late. Her mom wanted her to finish some chores. This time, Calli deliberately decided to give him none. Just to see if he would.
“I’ve got my own life, Jake,” Calli said stoically. “Sometimes things ha—AAAHH!”
The noise escaped her from the surprise of Jake grabbing her wrist. He’d never made a move at her that fast before. Calli stumbled half a dozen steps then fell forward over Jake’s lap. Then, before she could think, before she could even protest, a stinging SLAP rang out. From the sound and feel of it, her skirt had come partially up in the fall.
He can see my panties, Calli realized, blushing. They’d been together three months, and they hadn’t gotten that far yet…
“Hey! Wait… Jake… No!”
Jake grabbed her around the front of her shoulders as she tried to wriggle free. SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
You're back! I've quietly been a fan of your work for a long time and it's been sad to not have any updates from you - but a wonderful return this one is!
I like how this picture is very 'sketchy', but at the same time has a lot of the careful quality and detail that your other pictures have (I'm especially in love with the girl's face and her panties under that cute skirt ♥)
The story also adds to the cuteness, giving some lovely background into the characters and just how this scene came to be. While sometimes it's nice to just let your mind wander and make up your own story, it's also nice to see what the artist had in mind when they were drawing it.
All in all it's a fantastic sketch, and I can't wait to see more of your work in the near future!
