Circumstances Scene 49

Chastity grinned and walked back to the side of Jack’s crib. “Well, if you’re going to just lay there, I’ll have to do something about that,” she said.
“Like what?” Jack asked lazily. Chastity’s answer was to start tickling him. “Hey, hands off,” Jack protested weakly. Chastity kept on tickling him, giggling. “Come on, leave me alone,” he whined.
“Not until you get out of bed,” Chastity stated.
“But I don’t wanna get out of bed!” Jack complained.
Chastity stopped tickling Jack and he rolled over again. “Awe, does the baby like his crib?” she cooed.
“Yes, the baby likes his crib,” Jack said. “Let baby go back to sleep.”
Chastity laughed. “Maybe the baby would like a diaper change,” she suggested jokingly.
“Baby would not like a diaper change, baby wants to go back to sleep,” Jack murmured. Chastity was not about to give up, though. Grinning like a fool, she climbed into Jack’s crib, rolled him onto his back and sat on his stomach. “OOF!” Jack’s eyes shot open and he lurched. Chastity laughed triumphantly. Jack groaned. “Was that really necessary?” he asked plaintively.
“Yes,” Chastity answered simply.
“Are you sure?”
“Positive.”
Jack sighed and closed his eyes again. “Now that we’ve gotten that out of the way, I’m going back to sleep.”
“Nuh uh!” Chastity declared and started to poke him. Jack opened his eyes and looked at her steadily for a few moments. And then he started to tickle her. “Hey!” Chastity squealed and tried to get away, but there was no where to get away to. A moment later, the giggles were upon her and in spite of her best efforts there was no where to run. She tried to wiggle out of Jack’s grasp and get to a rail so she could climb out and thus escape, but she didn’t make it, and instead wound up on her back. She felt the tickling stop and soon she stopped laughing and looked up at Jack.
She barely had time to register the spark. An instant later she felt his lips on hers; her shock was so short-lived that before she could comprehend that it had happened, her arms were in motion, pulling him closer. Acting almost purely on instinct, she pushed him back and he rolled away, but she was on him in a flash, renewing the contact. This time around it was Jack pulling her closer, both of his arms in the action. Chastity gave off a little moan of pleasure, eyes closed as instinct and emotion assumed full command. Jack’s arms constricted and she gave off a little squeak under the added pressure, but it only increased her enjoyment.