The Food Critic's Temp Wife {closed}

Her breasts were firm, and her flesh was smooth and soft. He heard her say "Feel free to explore every inch of me." and Max fully intended to do just that. He loved hearing her moan as he kissed her, but his goal was to make her scream.

As their deep kiss continued, tongues dancing with each other, his hand cupped her breast, feeling her fullness. Her nipple swelled and became firm as he rolled it between his fingers.

Their lips parted as he pulled back a bit. He smiled just before lowering his lips to her neck, planting soft kisses as he moved down to just behind her ear. In addition to the tiny kisses, he occasionally made tiny licks with the tip of his tongue. Her moans became a bit more vocal, and he felt her arch her back and press her breast into his hand. He squeezed her breast, loving the feel.

Shifting position, Max raised his body over Maggie's, allowing him greater range of movement as he continued to explore her body. Continuing the alternating of tiny kisses and tiny licks he moved from her neck down her collarbone and then back towards the center of her upper chest. He then traced down her breastbone to the valley between her luscious breasts.

Holding one breast in a hand, his mouth moved over to the other breast, his tongue running circles around the outer edges of her perfectly shaped breast while slowly moving towards the nipple. He knew that this technique would raise her anticipation and increase her pleasure once his mouth eventually made contact with that sensitive tip.

The pace of Maggie's breathing had increased. Her moans were music to Max's ears. His own body was reacting to her response, his pulse quickening, his cock becoming hard. His leaking pre-cum creating a large wet spot in his briefs, but neither of them noticed.

Maggie arched her back, thrusting her breast out, desiring more contact with Max's mouth. He obliged, his tongue finally reached her nipple. The first contact by the tip of his tongue on her nipple resulted in a gasp by Maggie. Max smiled as his lips engulfed her sensitive nipple, slowly pulling it into his mouth. He continued to suck on it while his tongue played with it. At the same time his other hand pinched and twisted her other nipple. Maggie groaned.

Max continued his oral attentions to the nipple for a few moments and then moved his mouth over to her other nipple and gave it similar attention. As his mouth allowed that nipple to slip out of his mouth, he looked up into her face. Her head was laid back and her eyes were closed as she relished the sensations.

He moved his mouth back to her center, over her breastbone and began a descent further down her body. His tongue left a wet line of his saliva down to her bellybutton, and further down to the waistband of her garter belt.

Max moved again and positioned himself between her legs and ran his hands over the outsides of her hips and thighs. He studied the delicate lace fabric of her garter belt and tiny thong. So sexy, he thought. His fingertips inspected the edges of her stockings, and the garter clips that held them in place. He slipped two fingers under a clip and lifted it slightly, preparing to unfasten her stocking.

Max paused and looked up at Maggie's face. "May I?" he asked.
 
Maggie was completely lost in the sensations that Max was causing.** The light kisses and licks against her skin caused every inch of it to feel like it was on fire. Goose bumps rose in the trail of his kisses.* She wasn't sure when but at some point she had grabbed a hold of the bed covering and balled her fists.

She loved the way he teased her nipples and couldn't help but arch her back offering him her perfect breast. Her body trembled when he kissed lower and she gasped when his hands rested on her thighs. She sat up resting on her elbows just enough to look down at him, watching his every move. When he looked up she could see the list and need in his eyes. She offered him a sweet smile and spoke in her soft, seductive voice....

"You may do anything you like. It's your birthday." Maggie winked at him and leaned back to watch him again. She realized that what she said could be taken as she was only doing this because it was his birthday and sat back up, reaching down to brush her hand gently on his cheek... "Even if it wasn't your birthday, I would happily give myself to you."
 
Max could hardly believe his good fortune. He feared this was all a dream and that he would awaken and she would be gone. Whichever this was, real or imagined, he intended to enjoy this as much as he could.

A maxim of his was a line from an old Beatles tune 'the love you take is equal to the love you make'. He believed this and therefore intended to give Maggie as much love and pleasure as he could.

Her words, "You may do anything you like." removed any hesitation he had felt. He was now intent on giving her the best he could.

His fingers expertly unclipped the two garter clasps over the front of her thighs. He gently raised one of her knees until her foot rested on the bed. He could then reach behind her leg, unclip the rear garter clasp, and lower her leg back onto the bed. Doing the same with the other leg, he soon had both stockings free from the garter belt. Carefully tucking his fingers under the top of a silk stocking, he rolled the delicate fabric down her leg and then placed the stocking with her dress. As he began to remove her other stocking, he noticed that she had reached behind her waist, unclipped the small hooks that held the garter belt around her hips, and then tossed the garter belt aside.

"Thank you for the help. My large fingers have problems with tiny hooks like those."

Max ran his fingertips over her legs enjoying the sensation of flesh on flesh now that her stockings were removed. Her skin was flawless and very smooth. Working his way up her legs he finally reached the juncture of her legs, still covered by that light blue lacy thong. He placed the side of a thumb over her mons and gently rubbed her through the fabric. Her body trembled slightly to his touch. His finger tips explored the entire tiny triangle piece of lace fabric, from edge to edge and from the waist down to where the fabric disappeared between her legs.

"I need to finish unwrapping my birthday gift. These lovely panties have to go." He spoke as his fingers hooked under the tiny string of the waistband and pulled the thong down her legs and off her body.

While positioned at the end of her long shapely legs, he took her foot and inspected it closely. He kissed the tip of her toe and then swirled his tongue around it. Moving up her foot, her ankle, and calf, he planted a series of kisses and tiny licks on her sweet tender skin. When he reached her knee, he moved down to the other foot and repeated the attention to her other leg.

Upon reaching her knee, his continued exploration of her flesh was done solely by his tongue. Little licks gave way to longer licks with his full wet tongue. He wanted to feel every inch of her with his sensitive tongue. He wanted to taste her completely. He wanted to arouse her as sensually as he could.

As his tongue slid more towards her inner thigh, she spread her legs to provide him better access. Once again Max could hear her moan as his tongue took longer licks, pressing more firmly against her flesh. He sensed that she was once again gripping the sheets in her hands, pulling on them. Her reactions were likewise causing his body to react, his pulse quickened, his breathing became quicker and more shallow, his cock was completely erect and ached to be free from his briefs. He loved the feeling of his aching hard cock. He would enjoy riding that edge until the time came for his own pleasure.

As his tongue worked its way slowly up the insides of her creamy thighs, he could feel her rock her hips, as if beaconing his face towards her center core. Besides her wonderful perfume, he could now detect the aroma of her arousal, which only made his cock throb even more.

As his face reached the apex of her legs the tip of his tongue brushed lightly over her labia which were slightly swollen. He explored higher, over her mons and discovered that she was completely smooth, completely shaven.

"I like this, I love your body a lot." he said before putting his tongue back on her skin.

He slid his tongue down over the length of her slit with just enough pressure to slightly part her lips. Then he backed away a bit and inhaled her aroma. "Mmmmmm, Wonderful." he said.

She rocked her hips, pushing her sex against his mouth. "Please." she said softly but with some urgency.

Max pressed his mouth against her sex, fully exploring her with his tongue and lips. He sucked her labia between his lips and rolled her fleshy folds in his mouth. His tongue pressed between her lips and inside. Her fluids were becoming more abundant and he lapped her juice into his mouth. She was sweet with a tiny hint of musk. She tasted divine. Max moaned into her vagina.

Her body was responding to his intimate attentions to her sexual needs. Her body was rocking, thrusting into his face. Her hands gripped his head, holding him hostage to her desires. And he loved every moment.

His tongue became more energetic, exploring deeper within her wet flesh folds and drawing out more of her copious fluids. He drank of her nectar and his cock leaked even more pre-cum into his briefs.

His tongue moved up, searching for her clit and quickly found the emerging nub. She gasped as his tongue made first contact. He then swirled the tip of his tongue around the edges of her clit, not making direct contact. Maggie moaned again and again trying with her hands to press his mouth more directly on her button.

He pressed his tongue flat on her clit and gave her a fully pressing lick as he slid two fingers into her pussy. She blurted "Oh!" as Max ramped up the sensual pleasures. Her clit was rapidly being licked by his tongue while his fingers pushed deeper inside her pussy, twisting, turning, thrusting in and out.

Max could tell that he was delivering great pleasure, and he loved doing so.
 
Maggie watched as he unclipped her garter straps, a smile crossing her lips as he was so loving and gentle. Most men would rush through things like this simply to be inside of her, taking their pleasure and leaving her wanting, but not Max. He gently rolled the stockings down and was very careful about it. When she unclipped the garter and tossed it to the side, the smile and thank you he gave her was one of honesty.

His touch on her skin made it raise in goose bumps and an electric charge ran through her body. Maggie bit into her lip when his thumb gently rubbed and he traced along the light blue fabric, he really thought of this as opening a gift and that alone made her heart race. She lifted her hips to help him remove the thong and couldn't help the gasp that escaped her lips when his tongue touched her skin.

Each gently placed kiss and lick was quickly driving her mad. She ran her fingers down through the valley between her breasts but the higher he licked the more she was losing control. She gripped the sheets tightly as her back arched from the bed. She needed him, needed him more then she had ever need anyone before. She blushed and looked at him as he spoke about loving her body. When his tongue slid down over her slit her hips jerked upwards and she let out a soft moan before the whispered 'Please'.

The more time he took tasting her and moaning into her was making her crazy with need. and suddenly his fingers were inside of her, his tongue licking at her clit. She moaned loudly as he enjoyed her body, her hands ran through his hair, gently pulling it, she was already close to what she knew would be the first of many orgasms through the night. Max was so gentle and rough at the same time and she loved it. his fingers thrusting in and out of her deeply made her buck her hips forward.

She held his face against her quivering core and when she couldn't take it anymore she let go of his head, dropped back and let out a loud scream "MAX!!!" his name echoed off the walls as her orgasm crashed through her body in wave after wave of pure pleasure.

She lay panting for breath as the fire inside her started to lessen slightly even though Max was still working his fingers inside of her and his tongue pressed at her swollen nub. She couldn't want any more, she needed him, in any way possible.

She slowly leaned up on her elbows, her body still quaking in the aftermath of her pleasure. She looked at him and smiled sweetly, then flicked her tongue out over her lips to moisten them before speaking in a shaky voice. "I want you Max....Please"
 
Max was pleased and surprised by Maggie's sudden orgasm. Yes, he wanted to deliver an orgasm orally to her, and indeed she appeared to experience a very good one. He was surprised that she came so quickly. He expected to take more time licking her pussy and clit. Max had a fetish for giving oral and he enjoyed spending lots of time with his face planted between a woman's legs. He hoped there would be more opportunities with Maggie, many more.

After her orgasm finished washing over her body, he slowly removed his fingers from her wet pussy and licked them clean while she watched. "Mmmmm, very tasty." he said.

Max backed away a bit and stood at the foot of the bed, looking down upon Maggie, and he smiled. She had that special after-glow about her. Her first orgasm was a good start and he was pleased. But there were more to be had.

He heard her say "I want you Max, please". Indeed he wanted to give her whatever she wanted, however she wanted him. He slowly pulled down his boxer shorts, releasing his hard, twitching cock. Maggie want it, and from the aching, throbbing sensations emanating from his cock, it wanted her as well.

"Maggie, I so want you."

The time had come for that awkward discussion. "Maggie, I have been recently tested and I am clean. I can show you papers if you wish. Do you need protection? I have condoms I can use." From the nightstand drawer he pulled out a condom and showed it to her.
 
Maggie laid shaking on Max's bed,propped up on her elbows, she watched as he licked his fingers clean and blushed. When he backed away and stood up her eyes moved over him in a hungry way and as he removed his boxers and let out his hard raging member she licked her lips and offered him another smile. She went to respond to his comment of wanting her when he continued on.

She bit the corner of her lip when he mentioned being tested and asking if she wanted him to use a condom. She took a breath and let it out slowly, she hadn't even thought to ask him about that. What was she thinking? She leaned back on the bed and bit her lip again, a thoughtful expression coming over her slightly flushed face before she sat up, moved closer to him, placed her hands on his hips and pulled him in. From this position his hard shaft was nestled between her breasts as she smiled up at him.

"First off, you should know, I have a latex allergy so a condom is a No for me, Secondly, I have only had one other sexual partner in my life, and was tested as well and have a clean bill of health and third, I'm on birth control so you have no need to worry about anything."

She continued looking up at Max as she lowered her mouth to the tip of his member as it lay between her breasts and gently flicked her tongue over the tip, moaning softly at the taste of his pre-cum. She leaned back slightly and smiled up at him again as her delicately small hand wrapped around his shaft and she started to caress him slowly. She saw him swallow hard and take a deep breath. As he did she took the tip of his shaft into her mouth, sucking gently as she swirled her tongue along the ridge.
 
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Max closed his eyes, leaned his head back and moaned. The extraordinary sensations flooding his body were incredible. He tingled all over and was a bit weak in his knees.

Maggie's soft, wet, and warm lips were enveloping the head of his cock and creating shock wave after shock wave that rippled through him. He could feel her tongue swirling around the ridge of his cock-head. He remembered the great pleasure he experienced just moments ago when his tongue had been dancing with her tongue between their mouths. Now that same tongue was licking his cock, feeling the ridge and veins and surely feeling each time his cock twitched. With each twitch, he knew he was releasing another small glob of pre-cum, that her tongue pulled further into her mouth.

Her hand was wrapped around the base of his cock and was slowly stroking him. Her lips were bobbing up and down on the head of his cock in a synchronized movement. And the waves of pleasure continued to flow through his body.

Max thought he had discovered heaven. A woman who was as talented at sucking cock as he considered himself talented at eating pussy. And he was great at that. Maggie hadn't fully experienced all his oral skills. But she was demonstrating to him her great oral skills.

He couldn't imagine how this could get any better. Then her other hand cupped his balls and gently began feeling them, rolling them. "Oh God!" he exclaimed.

He reached his hands to grasp her head, to capture and hold her mouth on his hard throbbing cock, when he realized that he was still holding the wrapped condom that he no longer needed. He tossed the condom at the nightstand and missed, the condom falling to the the floor. It would have to stay there as he was not interrupting her expertly delivered blowjob.

He grabbed her head and involuntarily thrust his cock deeper into her mouth until it hit the back of her throat. She gagged a moment and he quickly pulled back so that only the cock-head was still in her mouth.

"Sorry." he said "Instinctive reflex."

Maggie mumbled something he couldn't understand. What he did understand was that she continued the worship of his cock with her mouth and hands.

His pulse was quickening, his breathing becoming quicker and shallow. He could feel the initial pulses in his balls of an impending orgasm. He loved the feeling of his cock exploding in a woman's mouth when she delivered a great blowjob. But Max didn't want his first orgasm with Maggie to happen this way. He wanted that first experience to be a mutual orgasm they would share as they made love.

He pushed her head back and pulled his cock out of her mouth. She looked at him puzzled and surprised. He thought he even detected a bit of disappointment in her expression.

"Sorry for the interruption. Not the way I want to cum, at least not the first time with you."

Max laid Maggie back upon the bed. He laid down next to her on his side, wrapped an arm over her and pulled her body against his. Propped up on an elbow, he leaned over her face and kissed her, initially only with lips, but then their lips parted and he could feel her tongue with his tongue. His cock, now pinched between their bodies, twitched again.

Maggie giggled while breaking their kiss. "Does it ever stop doing that?" she asked in a slightly embarrassed voice.

"Only when you are no longer keeping me so horny." Max replied and he resumed their kiss as his free hand roamed over her body and stopped when he cupped her breast. He could feel that her nipple was still extended and his fingers pinched it.

His cock could feel her hand once again wrap around it. She stroked him, ensuring that he stayed hard. "Max, I still want you." he heard her say.

Max moved down the bed and quickly was in position on his knees between her legs. His fingers touched her sex, feeling her wetness and readiness for him. A finger slipped inside and found that she indeed was very wet. Max looked into Maggie's eyes and smiled. She smiled and nodded her head back at Max.

He spread her legs a bit wider and then guided his cock to her opening. He rubbed his cock head over her puffy wet labia, preparing to enter her. "Yes." she whispered.

And he slowly pushed his cock into her.
 
Maggie gasped as Max slowly pushed his throbbing cock into her, she lifted her hips and pushed forward, moaning out as he sunk deeper into her by her own motions. She wrapped her legs gently around his thighs, holding him inside her as her inner walls adjusted to the size of him. She smiled softly, then let her tongue slide over her lips.

She could still taste him on her tongue and was determined that the next time she had him in her mouth, she wouldn't be pulled away until he was spent. Her hands moved softly over his sides as he started to thrust into her a little faster, his pelvic bone rubbed over her engorged clit on each inward stroke causing her moans to get louder. He felt so good inside of her, his cock twitching, making her inner walls quiver around him.

She leaned up slightly, and watched between their bodies as he disappeared inside of her. She grabbed his shoulder and pulled him in close, kissing him deeply, her tongue pushing past his lips to move with his tongue in the same sensual dance as before. Each time he thrust in she moaned into thee kiss, her nails digging lightly into his shoulders. Their bodies began to glisten with sweat as they continued their love making for what felt like forever.

When her body finally tensed with another orgasm Max groaned into their kiss and their orgasms crashed through the two of them. Max dropped down onto Maggie gently and kissed her lips again, then down her neck. Her eyes fluttered closed and she smiled a soft purr escaping her lips. She ran her fingers through his hair as he continued planting soft kisses on her neck and over her collar bone then back up her neck over her jawline then to her kiss swollen lips.

She whispered softly against his lips "Happy Birthday Max"
 
Max loved how well they fit together. Her pussy was tight around his cock. He could feel every small move her vaginal muscles made and he was sure she could likewise feel every move his cock made. Fortunately she was very wet, her copious fluids provided sufficient lubrication to allow him to stoke his cock in and out of her. The sensations were exquisite.

He loved how she wrapped her legs around him, holding him, owning him. Making love to one another is an act of sharing, but is also an act of owning another person. And she owned him as much as he owned her. And he loved being owned, the fact that she wanted to own his body and not let go.

Likewise, her fingernails digging into his shoulders were not a cause of pain, but a cause of pleasure, another sign of ownership. And he relished it.

Their kisses had always been passionate, and to combine the passion of their tongues dancing together while his cock thrust into he vagina, heightened the feelings of all their bodily points of contact.

As the pace picked up, their pulses raced, their breathing quicken, and sweat formed on their flesh. They groaned and moaned together, unable to consume enough of each other, for their love making was that, consuming the body, soul, and love for each other.

His orgasm exploded within her, his cock pumping his fluids deep inside her. She orgasmed and her vagina clenched again and again around his cock, milking what fluids he had left.

He fell on top of her, their bodies pressed together. Sweat and the pungent odor of their sex filled the air as a sign of their intense love making. They kissed as their bodies came down from the high of their orgasms.

She wished him Happy Birthday. He smiled as she had just given him the best birthday of his life.

Max rolled off of Maggie and lay next to her, on his side. He snuggled next to her, not wanting to let go of her, ever.

Soon they both drifted to sleep.
 
Maggie woke off and on through the night and every time she woke Max was tangled around her naked body and she smiled, kissed his forehead and went back to sleep. At 5 am Maggie woke up to see that Max had rolled away from her at some point, she used that to slip quietly out of the bed, grab her dress and under garments and head to the bathroom. She relieved herself and got dressed after washing her face then tip toed out to his room and grabbed the remainder of her things from his room before heading to the living room.

The clock on the mantle said 530 and she panicked, she had a photo shoot to be at by 630 and still had to go home, shower and get dressed then head out. She quickly grabbed her things and headed out the door locking the handle of it behind her. Being as she only lived a few buildings down it wasn't a far walk and she could easily run it without the stilettos. She took off to her building and once she finally reached it she realized she hadn't even left Max a note saying where she had gone. She made a mental note to call him after she got to her shoot, hoping he didn't wake up before then.

As she got into the shower and the warm water cascaded over her body she relished in the soreness of their love making in her muscles. She made sure to wash her hair twice and then got out of the shower and got herself ready, While doing so she called the security guard and asked him to call her a cab so she could get finished without having to sit on hold.

By the time she got to the shoot she was running 10 minutes late and the photographer ripped into her over it. Had she not been his favorite model she would have been in bigger trouble then she already was but he took it easy on her with the yelling simply because she had never been late to a shoot in her entire career before.

His assistant helped her get into the tiny bikini that they would be starting with and the day began. http://image.brazilianbikinishop.com/images/products/PampelonneMicro2.jpg Of course, being as he took it easy on her with the yelling meant he took it out on her with the work. By the time 5 pm rolled around Maggie was exhausted and still had not gotten a chance to call or even text Max, matter of fact, she was so busy she completely forgot. While the photographer took a break and she got changed into her final outfit for the shoot, which happened to be a evening gownhttp://www.q-pid.co.uk/ekmps/shops/qpids/images/5242-cappuccino-beautiful-design-evening-dresses-bridesmaids-dresses-[3]-88-p.jpg made by a brand new up and coming designer she checked her phone. There were no messages from Max and the only missed calls were from her Dad and her best friend.

She let out a small sigh and put the phone away then let the make-up artist do her job then slipped the dress on, with help of course and went to finish the shoot. At 8pm her not so favorite photographer at the moment had called end of the shoot. He smiled at her and then let out a laugh "You won't be late with me again now will you Mags?" Maggie glared at him as she slipped into her shorts and tank top then flipped him off with a smile "You know Ivan, you used to be my favorite photographer.. I'm not so sure I like you anymore" She laughed and they hugged then she headed home, determined to lay in a tub to relax herself before bed.
 
Max awoke alone in his bed. He pannicked a moment thinking that last night had all been a dream, an incredible dream of fulfilled desires of romance and sex with Maggie. But there was considerable evidence of their love making a few hours earlier; a lingering taste of her on his lips, her aroma on his fingers, and more conclusively, dried sex fluids covering his flaccid cock. He smiled thinking about the events of the evening.

Rising from his bed he called out her name, "Maggie! Maggie! Are you still here?" She was gone, as he already suspected, possibly another day of work for her. What concerned him a bit was that she didn't leave a note, but he didn't think about it for long. He had a busy day ahead.

He shaved and showered, spending extra time under the hot water, cleaning his body and massaging some muscles that ached. Their love-making had been physical but worth every ache he now felt. He dressed casually and then prepared a light breakfast that he ate while reading the daily news on his tablet.

By nine o'clock it was time to begin his work day. He sat at his computer and first checked his email. He had a message from his editor, inquiring about his visit to The Capital Grille. Max decided to reply later, when he could submit his draft review. The rest of the morning was spent writing the first rough cut of his review.

About noon he left his condo and took some soiled clothes to the cleaners where he also picked up some shirts and slacks he had left a few day earlier. For a single male, having a convenient, reliable cleaners was important. Socks and underwear he could do himself, he did have a washer and dryer in his condo, but everything else he took to the cleaners.

After the cleaners, he stopped for lunch at a local deli. He checked his phone for messages, longing to hear from Maggie, but no word from her yet.

Back at his condo that afternoon, he spent a couple of hours and completed a second pass at his restaurant review, considering it good enough for his editor to see. Opening his email, his inbox had another message from his editor, another assignment. They wanted him to review a steakhouse called Vic & Anthony's within the next week. He replied to that message that he would see how soon he could get reservations. Then he replied to the earlier message inquiring about his visit to The Capital Grille with his draft review. He anticipated some comments and requested revisions back from his editor later. Editors always found things to complain about, as if to justify their job.

Turning his attentions to his next assignment, he contacted Vic & Anthony's about reservations. He suspected that they were usually busy and he might have to wait several days before they had an opening. They told him a reservation just came available for Tuesday night @ 8, otherwise he would have to wait another week. He took it.

His next call was to the modeling agency that Maggie worked for and he arranged to have her services for Tuesday night. They were always helpful as this was a lucrative contract for them.

Again he checked his phone and saw no messages or calls from Maggie.

For dinner he had Chinese food delivered and ate another meal alone.

He thought again of the wonderful night he had with Maggie. It was fabulous in many ways; her company, how beautiful she looked, the dinner and wine, and then the sex in his bed. The sex had been the best - intense physical and emotional pleasure. He really was falling for this lady, and he would do anything to keep their professional and personal relationships strong and growing.

Thinking about their time together was arousing to him. He shifted his cock in his pants. He decided he had to contact her. He hoped it wasn't too late in the evening.

Max sent Maggie a text message, "Need you again for dinner, Tue @ 8."

Then he sent another message, "I can't wait to Tuesday. How soon can I see you?"
 
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Maggie sunk deep into her tub, listening to her best friend talk about his new girlfriend, she had told him that she was exhausted but he insisted on talking longer so she agreed to talk with him until she was done with her bath. She laughed at how he went on and on about how this girl was 'the one', she had heard that before many times and then Brian switched topics and started telling Maggie how she should move back east to be closer to her dad and finally settle down.

She rolled her eyes and said the same thing she always did when he brought this up. "Brian, I talk to my dad all the time, I know its not the same as being there but he accepts that this is what I want to do right now, so drop it ok?" She heard Brian sigh into the phone and then gave his normal 'grunt' of giving in and letting the topic drop. He told her that he would talk to her in a few days, said his 'love ya Magpie' and hung up.

She sunk deeper into the tub and closed her eyes, she laid there until the water got cool enough that she was no longer comforted by it and got out. She wrapped a large fluffy bath towel around her, grabbed her phone from the shelf and noticed that she had 3 unopened messages and 1 missed call, funny she hadn't heard any alerts while she was on the phone.

She shrugged her shoulders and headed out to the kitchen to grab a glass of wine then headed to her couch, flipped the TV on and looked at her messages. Of course one was from Jill at the agency asking for Maggie to call her and then She scrolled down and saw that two were from Max. She read them and smiled slightly and was about to respond to them when the phone rang again.

She picked up the call with a sigh "Hey Jill. I was just about to call you back. Ivan had to prove a point so I've been busy all day. What's up?" Jill told her about Max wanting her again on Tuesday night at 8pm and then went on and on about how proud the agency was of her and how much this account meant to them and then Jill stopped, Maggie could tell that Jill had more to say so she waited in silence before it got to much "Oh My God Jill.....what else is there?" She heard Jill take a deep breath and then she spoke "Mags, we need you to come into the office on Monday morning. Something has come up and we need to talk to you in person about it. It's a major change that will further your career. Please be here by 9:30."

Maggie agreed and the two said goodbye and hung up, she took a breath, looked at the messages from Max and even though she really wanted to respond to him about seeing her again, well outside of the 'job' right now she had to find out what was going on at the agency.

She sent a text Back to Max, vague and kind of cold but she had no choice "Tuesday at 8 is fine, see you then" She put the phone on the coffee table and as much as she was exhausted before the call from Jill, now she was wide awake.
 
Max's heart sank a bit when he read Maggie's reply. He would have to wait until Tuesday to see her again. He sent her one more message, "Dinner Tue @ 8, pick you up at 7:45"

The next three days took forever to pass. He had things to do but his mind was frequently pulled back to thoughts of Maggie. He wondered what she was doing, how did she feel about their first 'date', did she have other modeling assignments? He would have to wait until Tuesday night to see her again and ask her his many questions.

As expected, his editor replied about his draft review. The editor found little fault with Max's writing, but told him the article was way too short. Maybe it was the proper length to fit in a newspaper column, but the magazine needed a longer piece with more details. They exchanged emails concerning the content of his review and eventually Max realized that a return visit to The Capital Grille would be necessary to try other items on the menu in order to have more details to include in his review.

He contacted The Capital Grille and made a reservation for the following Friday @ 7 PM. Then he sent an email to the modeling agency requesting Maggie for that date and time. And lastly he sent Maggie another text message, "Return trip to The Capital Grille, Fri. 7 PM. More review research needed. Hope you are available."

By Tuesday afternoon Max was a bundle of nerves. He hadn't seen or spoken with Maggie in three days, but he was excited about another restaurant review date with her that evening. As the hour of their date approached, he made the usual preparations; he shaved and showered, dressed in one of his finer suits, and then met Fred at the door with the limo about 7:30 PM.
 
Maggie was a bundle of nerves walking into the agency on Monday morning. She wanted to talk to Max and see him again but after talking to Jill all she could think about was this meeting. As she sat waiting for the meeting to begin the older receptionist brought her Tea and offered polite conversation. Finally Jill called her into the office, she walked in and stopped dead in her tracks, Ivan was there along with the head of the agency Ms. Hallers and beside them sat a man in a black suit. Maggie bit the corner of her lips as she often did when she was nervous and Ivan broke out laughing. Ms. Hallers and the Man in the black suit looked at him with eyebrows raised, wondering what in the hell he found so funny and when Jill caught the look on Maggie's face she started laughing as well. Maggie turned bright red and gave a little smile then moved forward and sat in the chair that Ivan pulled out for her. Jill took a deep breath then looked at Ms. Hallers, got the nod giving her the go ahead and then started to speak.

"Maggie this is Micheal DelRosa, the designer of the dress you wore on Saturday for the photo shoot. Ivan sent him the pictures to get his approval and opinion and Mr. DelRosa thinks you would be perfect for his show out in San Francisco next week. You would be out there for about a week so the other job you have been working on will have to be back burner-ed unless you can arrange things for out there and since you seem to have been an important part of the other 'job' I'm sure it will work out. What do you think?"

Maggie gave Jill a look and again the corner of her lip was bit into her mouth, at this point everyone laughed a little and after, Micheal stood up and passed Maggie some pictures as she looked through the designs of the Dresses and other things she would be wearing on the 'runway' and looked over the contract that was handed to her. After a few minutes Micheal started to talk, "I know this is pulling you away from your home but when I saw the pictures Ivan took, well, I knew I had to have you as a model. No one has done the justice to my clothing the way that you have. Please take the time to think about this but I really do need to know by Wednesday. And thank you for coming in to meet with me."

He gave her a smile and then sat down as the head of the agency stood up to start her speech. Maggie continued to look at all the designs and couldn't help but smile. This man was good at his job and she couldn't help but be excited to be a part of his coming out show. She knew she wanted to do this, but she also knew that it might mean not being able to see Max for a week, the past few days were hard enough, and she still needed to make it through the rest of today and tomorrow. When Ms. Haller cleared her throat and Ivan nudged her under the conference table, Maggie realized she had missed what was being said. "Oh my gosh, Ms. Hallers, I am so sorry, I was just admiring the dresses and looking through the contract a bit more. Please forgive me for being distracted."

Ms. Hallers laughed and gave Maggie a smile. "Don't worry Maggie, I know lately we have thrown so much at you and the truth is, it's because you are one of our best girls. We want to see you succeed and you are doing wonderful so far. Take a little while to consider what we have brought to you and let us know."

Maggie smiled and after a little more chit chat she got up to head home. Micheal stopped her before she had a chance to get away. He walked to the table in the corner of the room where a large box with a bow lay in wait. He grabbed the box and brought it over to her with a smile "A gift for your job tomorrow night. I would love for you to show off more of my work if you wouldn't mind of course"

Ivan smiled as did everyone else in the room as Maggie opened the box. Her eyes widened and she offered Micheal a smile and her thanks then headed home. She thought about texting Max but decided she would wait until tomorrow to show him her gift. The rest of the day she spent with her trainer and then on Tuesday she went to a yoga class and then a run before heading home to get ready. She did her usual preparations for a Date and by 7:30 she was standing in front of the mirror in her room, looking at the dress and double checking how she looked, She took a selfie and sent it to Ivan, then got a message back... "Tomorrow at noon, you and that dress. Impromptu photo shoot. Don't worry I will be nice" Maggie responded with an 'LOL. see ya then' and made her way to the living room when she heard the door bell ring.

She smiled to herself, grabbed her black clutch, shoved her phone into it and went to the door, she took a deep breath and opened the door for Max and the big reveal of the new dress.

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When Maggie opened her door and Max first saw her, he almost dropped the bouquet of flowers he had for her. She looked smashing in the that black evening gown. He stuttered a bit, and finally was able to speak.

"You look fabulous!" Max exclaimed as he leaned in and gave her a gentle kiss on her cheek, unwilling to mess her carefully done lips.

"And these are for you." he mentioned as he handed her the flowers. "You are more beautiful than ever. What a stunning dress!"

Even though Maggie was ready to leave, purse in hand, she needed to take care of the flowers. She let Max enter and then she quickly found a vase to put the flowers in. Within moments they were heading out the door which she locked behind them. Max offered her an arm and led her out of her building and to the limo. He was once again captivated by her beauty and grace as she flowed effortlessly on his arm.

As they approached the limo, Fred held open the door and gave Max and Maggie a thumbs up. They did make a great looking couple, mostly because of Maggie. She entered the limo first and sat close to the middle of the rear seat. Max sat next to her and touched her hand with his. The evening had only begun and he was already on cloud nine as he was so taken aback by her beauty.

"I must apologize. I failed to say where we are going tonight. We have reservations at Vic & Anthony's Steakhouse. We should be dining tonight on great steaks, or seafood if you prefer."

Max continued to stare at Maggie and the exquisite dress she was wearing. "You have outdone yourself, Maggie. Where did you find that fabulous dress?"
 
Maggie blushed as Max leaned in and kissed her cheek after the compliment. She thanked him for the flowers and made sure they were taken care of before heading back to the door. She smiled at Max as he looked at the pictures of her and her dad and then the ones of her and her best friend before turning around and offering her his arm to leave.

She looked him over with a smile, her eyes moving over every inch of him then coming to a stop at his lips. Just looking at them made a shiver run through her body. She took a breath and spoke in a soft voice "You look very handsome"


When they headed out to the limo she smiled at Fred then slipped into the limo, she made sure they would be sitting as close as possible. She bit her lip as was her usual way of displaying her nerves when he asked about the dress, she knew she had to talk to him about her offer before the night went further in and they got closer.

"Well, actually it was a gift from a designer, specifically to be worn tonight. As far as food goes I think I would prefer steak to seafood if you don't mind of course. Have you heard of Micheal DelRosa yet?"

Maggie sat with Max and intertwined her fingers with his, her other hand on his the fingertips lightly tracing over his skin.
 
Max was a bit embarrassed by Maggie's question.

"I can say I have heard the name, but I know nothing about him. I presume the dress was designed by him and given to you as a gift? He must really think highly of you. But then which designer wouldn't want you wearing their dress?"

The way Maggie was holding his hand, fingers intertwined, really felt special as if she was trying to make a concerted effort at a connection with Max. He also felt that Maggie was holding back, or intending on leading the conversation someplace.

"Do you have a special relationship with Mr. DelRosa?" Max asked Maggie.
 
Maggie smiled at Max and leaned in to kiss his cheek softly. She whispered softly right next to his ear. "The only special relationship I have is with you Max."

She put a finger on his chin and gently turned his face towards her, looking into his eyes. Her lips were a mere inch from his as she gently flicked her tongue over them, thankful for the smudge proof lipstick that Ivan's assistant had given her. She moved in closer to him and pressed her lips gently against his for a moment before backing away.

"The truth is that I have only met Mr. DelRosa yesterday. My photographer from Saturday sent him prints from the shoot and he was so pleased with how the dress looked that he asked me to be a model for the introduction party of his line. By the way I felt horrible about not leaving a note for you."

Maggie bit the corner of her lip and watched Max for a reaction to what she had said so far.
 
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Max savored the kiss. Maggie's lips were so tender that her kisses were always welcomed.

He listened to her explanation about the dress, and the designer. The photos from the recent photo shoot must have really impressed Mr. DelRosa. Max assumed that being a model at an introduction party must be a big thing. Maggie appeared to be excited discussing it.

"So, he wants you to be a model for the introduction party of his line or clothing? That sounds wonderful. When will that be?" Max asked, hoping that the party would not conflict with any dinner plans he needed to make.
 
Again Maggie bit the corner of her lip and sucked it into her mouth gently, if she was going to tell it she guessed now was a good time.

She let out a soft sigh and smiled at Max then started to speak in her soft voice. "Well, It is next week.....and it is in San Francisco... I was wondering if you might like to come with me?"

Again that lip was in her mouth and her eyes dropped from his to their hands as her fingertips gently caressed the veins on top of his hand.
 
"San Francisco" Her words stayed in his head. Max hadn't considered that her event might be out of town, much less out of state.

A broad smile crossed his lips and his eyes lit up.

"You aren't kidding me are you? As a lover of the culinary arts, I consider San Francisco as one of the world's greatest destinations. I would love to join you. How long do you need to be there? Hopefully we will have time to visit several restaurants. Maybe if I write a review or two, I can get Food & Drink to cover my part of the travel expenses."

He was almost giddy with excitement. Max gave Maggie a big hug, holding her close as he thought about what a wonderful woman she was. His mind was racing, also considering all the aspects of such a trip together, the air travel, the restaurants, the hotel.

'The hotel!' The thought stopped him and he pulled back to look at Maggie's face as he asked "Will we be sharing a hotel room?"
 
Maggie giggled as Max got the look of a little boy with a new gift. His smile and the way his eyes lit up melted her heart, she could see the excitement in everything about him and when he hugged her to him she let out a soft content sigh. Maggie started to realize just how much she loved being in Max's arms and then felt a loss of his warmth when he pulled away to ask her "Will we be sharing a hotel room".

Her lips curled into a sweet smile and again she bit the corner of her lip. She hadn't thought about the hotel room until this moment, normally when the agency had her go out of state for shoots she was put up in fancy hotels, in penthouses that were always available to the agency. But she almost always had to share the space with other models. She leaned back against the seat, a thoughtful expression on her face, the agency knew about the 'job' with Max and Jill had already hinted at the fact that Maggie and Max might be getting close, perhaps if she mentioned it to Jill she could get a different room to herself.

She leaned forward and smiled at Max as they pulled up to the restaurant and Fred gave them a few more minutes to talk " Yes I think we will be sharing a room, if you are alright with that"
 
"Absolutely fine with that." Max replied with a huge smile to her comment about sharing a hotel room. "Let's discuss this more later."

Fred had stopped the limo in front of Vic & Anthony's Steakhouse and came around to hold the door open for their alternate personas; Mark and Margaret Harrison. Offering "Mrs Harrison" his arm, Max (Mark) escorted her into the restaurant. They were led directly through the dinning room to their table which was ready for them. Max was aware that many people turned to look at Maggie in her spectacular dress. Her stunning appearance set her apart from the other customers, even in an upscale establishment like this.

Their waiter delivered glasses of water and left each of them a menu to review. As Maggie had earlier indicated that she would likely order a steak, Max requested a bottle of red Zinfandel wine.

Settling in as they waited for the wine and to give the waiter their dinner orders, Max stared at Maggie and smiled again. He was really enjoying her company. Actually he enjoyed whatever time they spent together. He also got a kick from the reactions they created wherever they went together.

"You really make an impression wherever you go, don't you?" He was needling her in jest. "Do you ever tire from all the attention?"
 
Maggie smiled adoringly up at Max(Mark) as they walked into the restaurant, she played the part of a doting and happy wife very well. She smiled as people stared in their direction but her gaze always turned back to Max. She couldn't help but blush when he commented on her making an impression everywhere she went.

"As a matter of fact, this only really started happening when I started coming out in public with you my darlin Husband"

She gave him a wink as she made sure their 'marriage' was seen by the other patrons of the restaurant. She looked over the menu and bit her lip AGAIN. and when she looked back at Max he was staring at her. She laughed softly and reached her hand across the table, taking his. "What do you recommend Darlin?"
 
Just as Maggie asked him for a recommendation, the wine steward appeared with their wine. The steward open the bottle and poured a bit into a glass for Max's approval.

As a food critic, Max enjoyed many flavors and textures, and wine was near the top of his list. Max, holding the wine glass but looking at Maggie, suddenly had a very naughty thought. Recently placed at the top of his list of favorite things to eat, was the treasure that was between Maggie's legs. His cock twitched as he hoped to have her for 'dessert' later in the evening. He smiled, winked at Maggie, and ran his tongue over his lips, leaving her unaware of the thoughts in his head.

Coming back to the task at hand, he swirled the wine in the glass, allowing the aroma to present itself. He sniffed the wine's aroma, the scent filled his nostrils and delicately tingled his senses. He then tasted the wine and gave a nodding approval to the wine steward who then proceeded to pour a glass for both of them.

Next their waiter appeared and Max ordered for both. "We will begin with a dozen oysters on the half shell. Next we will each have your Steakhouse chopped salad. For dinner, my wife will have the small filet mignon, cooked medium, while I will have the New York strip, cooked medium rare."

Max remembered his naughty thoughts but decided it was best to not order his desired 'dessert' while inside the restaurant.

He lifted his wine glass. "A toast, to a fun trip to San Francisco." Maggie raised her glass as well. They clinked glasses and each took a sip of the wonderful dark wine.

"Life is good, isn't it Honey?"
 
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