The Food Critic's Temp Wife {closed}

Maggie bit into her lip as she watched Max wink at her then run his tongue over his lips. She wondered what he was thinking of and made a note to ask them once they were alone. A smile crossed her lips as her 'husband' placed their order with the waiter and she had a slight idea what he was thinking now. Maggie let out a soft moan of delight as she took a sip from the glass of wine.

It tasted wonderful and she looked forward to the pairing of it with their meal. She looked at Max and placed the glass on the table then placed her hands in her lap. "Life is very good Darlin." She smiled sweetly and reached across the table taking his hand once more.

There was a flurry of movement in the restaurant as their meal was brought out to them and their needs were taken care of. There was polite conversation between the two regarding the photo shoot she left him for as well as the up coming trip to San Francisco.

"I am looking forward to being a part of this 'coming out' party, from everything I have seen Mr. DelRosa's designs are truly amazing. It was an hour to wear one of them tonight. I was very happy to see you like it."

She smiled as she spoke to Max about the other dress she had the privilege to wear and told Max all about the photo shoot that Ivan wanted tomorrow with this dress as well.
 
"You work with some amazing people. I know of Ivan's skills as a photographer and I can see from that dress and from what you have said, that Mr. DelRosa is a talented designer. I look forward to attending the introduction party next week to see you in action. I assume that I am included in that."

Their meal was delicious. They continued their conversation about various topics, mostly her work in the fashion industry. Max was also mindful that this dinner was a work assignment for himself, and he was making mental notes about the food, the presentation, and the service. As he expected from such a restaurant, it was all wonderful. He was very pleased with the wine he had selected, a bold, dark Zinfandel that paired very well with the aged beef that had been cooked perfectly.

Max remembered her comment about another photo shoot the next day. As he had missed her previous photoshoot, he was most interested in watching her work with Ivan the next day.

"May I tag along tomorrow and watch you and Ivan work tomorrow?"

Before she could respond, the waiter appeared inquiring whether they wanted any dessert. It appeared to Max that Maggie was full and would likely pass on dessert. Max had his own thoughts about his preferred after dinner sweets. He looked at Maggie and saw that she was watching him. He winked at her again while wetting his lips with his tongue. Turning to the waiter her replied. "No thank you. We have other plans for dessert later tonight." And he winked at Maggie again, as if to emphasize his intentions.

The waiter brought the bill which Max paid along with leaving a very generous tip. They rose from their seats and Max proudly escorted the beautiful Mrs. Harrison back out to the waiting limo.
 
Maggie listened to Max and smiled when he made his assumption of being included in the party and a thought occurred to her, "Of course you are included in it, It would look silly for my Husband to not be with me at something this big now wouldn't it?" She saw the questioning look on his face that was quickly replaced with a smile. She enjoyed the rest of her dinner, well as much of it as she could eat without knowing her trainer would be kicking her ass over the next few days and gently pushed the plate away from her.

When they approached, Fred opened the door to the limo for them and Maggie slid in towards the middle of the seat and placed her clutch on the other side towards the door. When Max slid in and before the door had closer Maggie leaned over and placed a soft kiss on his lips in full view of the valet and the patrons seated on the patio. Fred gave Maggie a wink and chuckled as he closed the door.


Maggie looked at Max for a moment then slipped onto his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him again, her fingers moved up through the back of his hair as she deepened the kiss. When Max wrapped his arms around her and pulled her even closer to him she moaned softly.

She could still taste the wine on his lips and in her opinion it tasted even better in this way then it did from the glass. When Max finally broke the kiss Maggie moved back just a little but stayed in his lap with his arms wrapped around her. "I would love for you to come to the photo shoot tomorrow and my thoughts for the party is that it would help take more away from you being a food critic if you were to be pictured with me at the party. What do you think?"
 
Last edited:
Max was in heaven as Maggie sat on his lap and kissed him. Her kisses were incredible, those soft lips pressed against his, their tongues dancing with each other. He so much enjoyed being with her.

Their relationship continued to blur the lines between being two professionals that acted as husband and wife, and being two acquaintances that were falling madly in love with each other. And Max no longer cared to draw a distinction.

He also noted, with great pleasure, that he had hired her to be his wife, in his world, and he was now becoming a part of her life, in her world. They were two people becoming one couple as if destined to be together.

Her words "...if you were to be pictured with me at the party. What do you think?" hung in air waiting for his response.

"I would love to be pictured with you as your husband." Max said as he hugged her tightly.

Max realized that the limo was moving slowly down the street. He hadn't told Fred where to take them.

"Mrs. Harrison," he asked her "Where should Fred deliver Maggie and Max?"
 
Maggie held onto Max as tightly as he hugged her to him, she was well aware that this was becoming more then a job and knew she had to rethink some things about her life. One of the things would be how she now wanted a relationship, but not just any relationship, this one, with Max. Another thing that stood out to her was him saying he would love to be pictured as her husband, that was something they would need to discuss, like telling her dad about it without him flipping. She shuddered gently against Max at that thought. Then there was also telling her best friend who was sure to flip as well, that would be a bridge she needed to cross rather quickly but not tonight.

She smiled at Max's question and gave him a thoughtful look then turned to roll the partition between themselves and Fred down. "Fred could you please take us to my apartment? Thank you." Fred gave her a thumbs up and winked into his rearview mirror then headed back to her place.

Maggie turned back to Max and kissed him softly once more then pulled back and looked into his eyes. She ran her fingers through his carefully groomed hair and giggled softly. He seemed so straight laced but she could tell there was more to him then what he showed. She kissed him again and felt his arms tighten around her as his tongue parted her lips and found hers. She moaned softly into the kiss as their tongues played together.

Maggie admitted to herself that she was very quickly falling for Max but she wondered if it only had to do with the role she was playing. She wanted to know his thoughts regarding it but didn't care enough to break their kiss. When Fred pulled up to Maggie's building he gave them a few extra minutes of kissing before he cleared his throat to signal he was getting out now.

Maggie was the one to break their kiss and when Max looked up at her with a slight frown she couldn't help but giggle. "I think Fred wants to get home, we can continue this upstairs." She slipped out of Max's lap just as Fred opened the door to let them out. Max got out first then offered Maggie his hand to help her out. She took it with a smile and got out of the limo carefully. She smiled at Fred as Max took him aside, thanked him and slipped him a $100 tip once again. Fred nodded his head at something Max whispered to him and then said his goodbyes.

Maggie took the arm that Max held out to her and they made their way into her building, she waved at the guard on duty and smiled then headed to the elevator to her floor. The only time she let go of Max's arm was when they reached her door and she had to get her keys out of her clutch. She opened the door and moved inside then let Max follow her in.

They moved towards the living room after Maggie had shut and locked the door and as Max sat down he pulled Maggie into his lap and kissed her deeply, his hand sliding up her leg, under her dress and traced circles on her thigh. After a few more minutes of kissing Maggie pulled back and smiled, licking over her lips.

"Let me go get out of this dress this way we don't do any damage to it since Ivan wants to do a shoot with it tomorrow." She slipped off of Max's lap and headed towards her room to get out of the dress and get back to Max.
 
Max was tempted to follow Maggie to her bedroom as she was getting undressed. The gentleman within told him that was too presumptuous. This was her condo and he should let her determine the where's and when's. He did feel it appropriate to get more comfortable, as she was surely doing.

Standing up, Max removed his jacket and placed it over the back of a chair. Next came off his tie which he tossed over his jacket and then he unbuttoned the top button of his shirt. That felt better, he thought.

He had been inside Maggie's condo only on two occasions, and very briefly both times. He walked around looking at the various pieces of furniture and the design touches. Everything was impeccable. There was very little clutter anywhere that he could see. She did have a set of shelves that held some books on fashion, some fashion magazines, and what appeared to be a few family photos. One photo was Maggie with an older gentleman, possibly her father. Another photo was of a younger man, approximately her age. Was he her brother? Possibly a friend?

Max worked his way around to the kitchen. So much could be known about a person by their kitchen. As he expected, her kitchen was spotless. But there were signs that she used the kitchen as there was a knife rack and a utensil holder on the counter.

Then Max noticed a bottle of wine with two glasses on the counter. The bottle was full and it had been opened and then re-corked.

"May I pour some wine?" He called out to Maggie.
 
Maggie was slipping out of her dress when she heard Max call out to ask about pouring the wine. "Sure, I'll be right out"

She put the dress on a hanger and slipped a robe over her lingerie then went out to sit in the living room with him. She sat down on the couch, tucking one of her legs underneath her and took the glass that Max handed her when he walked into the room. She smiled and took a sip of the wine, then ran her tongue over her lips slowly. She pat the couch beside her and then leaned towards the coffee table to place her glass on it.

They sat there for a bit looking through the photo albums of the shoots that she had done in the past few months with each turn of the page Max's eyes widened and he looked from her to the book to her again quite a few times. Maggie couldn't help but laugh at the way Max was acting and as she laughed her robe slid open revealing the top of what she wore under the gown as well as her creamy pale skin. Max stopped looking at the album and looked directly at Maggie. He moved in closer to her and pulled the tie of her robe to open it the rest of the way and look at what was underneath it.

Maggie smiled at him as she reached her hand forward and gently caressed his cheek, "I was going to show you when I came out but I thought it might be better to make you wait just a little." She leaned in and placed a soft kiss on Max's lips then stood up and let the robe fall completely from her body. She walked between the couch and the coffee table and stood in front of him. "What do you think?"

http://timdir.com/alexandra_sim_wise_black_lingerie/alexandra_sim_wise_01.jpg
 
Max's jaw dropped and he sat there frozen, staring at the sexy goddess standing before him. Maggie was just stunningly beautiful, and incredibly sexy. He could feel the blood pumping into his cock as he was becoming quickly aroused.

"I.. I.. I.." was all Max could initially stammer in response to her question. He closed his mouth and swallowed hard before attempting to continue.

"I think you are absolutely the most beautiful woman on the face of the planet. And I am the luckiest man in the world."

He sat there still staring at the sexy, black lace lingerie she was wearing. Max put a hand on her bare hip and leaned forward, placing a quick kiss on her creamy smooth flesh just above the top of the wisp of a g-string she was wearing.

Max realized that he was very much overdressed. His cock continued to throb, trapped in the folds of his pants and that was becoming uncomfortable.

"Shall we continue in your bedroom?" He asked while standing and trying to adjust his pants without being so obvious about his growing problem.

Maggie took his hand and led Max to her bedroom. Like her, her bedroom was gorgeous. In the dimmed light he could see that the room was decorated in soft colors and soft textures. A very feminine bedroom for a very feminine woman. They stopped at the foot of her bed and Max quickly began to undress, removing his shoes, socks, shirt, and slacks.

They stood close before each other. He wearing only his boxers, a large bulge quite visible at his crotch. She wearing only the skimpy black lace lingerie and a fragrant perfume. He grabbed her in a close embrace and passionately kissed her, lips pressed to lips, mouths opened, tongues energetically playing with each other. Their hands wandered over the exposed flesh of the other.

At this moment, all that Max could think about was making love to this incredible woman. He wanted to pleasure her as many ways as he could.
 
Maggie shivered when Max's lips touched her skin above the g-string, she smiled as he stood up and tried to adjust himself without being noticed of course she noticed everything about him, every action that he made and each look in his eyes. Although she didn't always know what he was thinking she had a pretty good idea that most times it had to do with her and the many things he wanted to do to and with her. She watched him undress when they stood together in her room at the edge of her queen sized bed.

"I'm sorry for the mess of the room. I've...." His lips against hers cut off her words and as their hands moved over each other's skin she couldn't remember what she was going to say to him. She felt the bed come up against the back of her knees as Max gently guided her towards it, their tongues dancing together in the same way their bodies would, one giving and one receiving. She gently laid back on the bed with Max between her thighs, his growing bulge pressing against her fabric covered mound.

She moaned softly into the kiss, her fingertips trailing up and down along his spine. She wanted Max so badly that she could feel the ache inside of her growing and it hit her suddenly that he was all she wanted. She broke their kiss and looked up into Max's eyes. "You are such an amazing man Max. "
 
"You inspire me greatly." Max said to Maggie with complete honesty. "You are an amazing woman. I want you, so many ways."

He hugged her close as he lay on top of her. They continued their passionate kissing. Their hands were all over each other and Max's hand found her breast and groped it through the lacy bra.

"As much as I love this bra and that thong of yours, they have to go."

He rose up off the bed and pulled down his briefs, releasing his hard cock. It bounced in front of his body, mostly pointing at the ceiling. Maggie sat up partially so she could reach behind and unfasten her bra, which she then quickly removed and tossed onto the floor. Max was quickly back on the bed and between her legs, pulling down the tiny g-sting thong which was soon on the floor with the matching bra.

As Maggie lay back on the bed, Max laid down half on, and half off of her. His hand cupped her sex between her legs. His fingers began to explore between the folds of her flesh. She reached down and grasped his cock, giving it a few strokes before her fingers caught the pre-cum leaking from the head. She then used his pre-cum as a lubricant as she stroked him even more.

Max's fingers found her labia becoming wet and he raised her arousal even more by slipping a finger inside and rubbed her g-spot. Their kissing resumed with a greater intensity. They were soon like animals in heat - panting, groaning, and moaning as they pleasured each other more and more.
 
Maggie arched her back up from the bed when Max slipped his finger into her and started rubbing her g-spot, her soft stroking got faster and she was moaning into the kiss. Her thumb rubbed over the tip of his cock spreading his pre-cum down his shaft as she worked it faster. Before she realized it he was working a second finger inside of her and then a third as his thumb found her clit and started working that as well causing her to break the kiss and drop her head back into the pillows with a loud moan that seemed to echo off the walls.

Her hand kept moving up and down his cock, stroking him faster and faster as he did the same with his fingers inside over her. Max took advantage of her breaking the kiss and started kissing down her neck and over her breasts, taking one nipple then the other into his mouth alternately, licking, sucking and biting each one in turn. Maggie could feel the wetness from her core seeping out of her and down between her cheeks. Her body was on fire from Max's touch and she needed more of him.

Max had to know what he was doing to her because just as she was about to cum for the first time tonight he stopped moving his fingers and gently slid them out of her, leaving her body quivering with need. "What....why did you stop?"
 
Max knew that it was a bit cruel to bring her to the edge of orgasm and then withhold from her. He also knew that when she did have her release, it would be far more powerful from the built up sexual stimulation. He considered the tease an act of love.

His fingers had a heavy coating of her sex fluids. He raised the fingers first to his nose and slowly inhaled the fragrant aroma, a mixture of sweetness with a hint of musk. In a very sensual manner he slid each finger, one after another, into his mouth and suck the goodness from them. "Hmmmm" he moaned in total enjoyment. She tasted heavenly, as he knew she would. With each taste, his body tingled and his cock twitched, pre-cum leaking onto Maggie's hand.

"Maggie, you know that I am a connoisseur of oral delights. And you, my angel, are a most heavenly delectable treat." He ran his tongue over his lips, salivating at the possible opportunity to eat her pussy.

"I would love to have you sit on my face." He had a hungry look in his eyes.

She smiled at Max and then glanced at his cock still in her hand. A certain sneaky expression appeared on her face, a glimmer in her eyes and a broad smile on her lips. Then she also ran her tongue over her lips.

Without saying a word she moved to a kneeling position and then switched her orientation as she straddled his body, swinging her leg over his head and positioning her head at his crotch. Max's hands held her hips as he guided her hot, wet pussy down onto his mouth at the same time that she took his hard cock into her mouth.

They both moaned together.

His tongue quickly began lapping at her very wet and swollen labia, sucking her excess moisture into his mouth. Having her this way was an incredible feast for Max. He could imagine eating her for hours, if his tongue could endure the workout.

Maggie began bobbing up and down on his cock. She could feel the veins that bulged out along the length and she could feel it throb in her mouth. She wrapped a hand abound the base of his cock and began stroking in synchronized movement with her expert cock-sucking. Her tongue swirling around the head of his cock, lapping into her mouth every drop of pre-cum. His arousal produced a nearly constant flow for her to enjoy.

Their breathing quickly increased, their moans became more frequent. Max could feel a sheen of perspiration forming on her back. His hands found her ass and he playfully groped and lightly spanked her.

Max's tongue began to explore the depths of her pussy, those wonderful wet fleshy walls of pleasure. He plunged his tongue in and out of her. He wished he could lick her g-spot, but his tongue was not long enough. He continued to try.

With hands on her hips, he pulled her back a bit so that his tongue made contact with her clit. Initially he touched it lightly, tip to tip. Then she pressed down, desiring more contact which he eagerly provided. He pressed his tongue flat on her nub and took long, hard licks. Her moans became louder.

Reaching his arm around her ass, Max was able to reach his fingers between his nose and her bottom to access her opening. He easily slipped two fingers into her and immediately the fingers began increasing the sensations from deep within her. His fingers twisted and turned, plunging in and out of her slippery pussy. The fingertips located her g-spot and he raked his carefully trimmed nails over that sensitive spot.

Maggie gasped and Max smiled as he continued to lap at her clit. He could tell by her body quiver that she was becoming very aroused and he looked forward to experiencing her orgasm while his face was buried in her most private parts.

He wondered whether she was a squirter. 'The wetter, the better.' he thought while knowing that many women don't squirt.

Max slid a third finger into her vagina and was forcefully finger-fucking her while his tongue continued to stimulate her clit.

He could feel her mouth still working his cock. He could feel his own arousal growing. Bluntly put, he was so fucking horny. They both were trying their best to give the other a great orgasm, each one hoping for the other to explode first.

His cock was hard and his face was covered in her fluids and flesh.

And Max was loving it all.
 
Maggie loved the feel of Max's cock in her mouth and his taste was exquisite, salty and sweet at the same time. She couldn't get enough of him and each time his cock throbbed in her mouth she got even wetter. His tongue and fingers were driving her mad with need, her entire body was quivering against his and she knew it was only a matter of time before the orgasm building up inside her would erupt in an explosion, with that thought in mind she increased her suction on him, one hand stroked as her head bobbed and the other moved to the sensitive skin beneath his cum heavy balls, a fingertip gently pushing against it and rubbing.

She moaned softly around his shaft as his tongue pressed against her swelling clit, her hips jerked pushing her very wet core against his mouth and without further warning her body tensed and the floodgates released, her orgasm crashing through her in wave after wave of pure pleasure at the same time the orgasm ripped through her, Maggie felt Max moan into her pussy, his cock throbbing and jerking and then a jet of hot, salty sweet cum exploded into her mouth.

Maggie moaned with delight as Max's seed flowed into her mouth and down her throat. She continued to suck and lick as her hand moved up and down on the length of him that was not in her mouth, she swallowed and felt the tip of his shaft push into her throat, still spraying and jerking. Her throat squeezed around his tip, milking every drop she could from him. Maggie was not the only one still going, Max continued his assault on her pussy, His fingers were still buried inside of her hot, wet core and his tongue worked around her swollen and throbbing clit, tracing circles around it then sucking it into his mouth and flicking the tip of his tongue over it, making the orgasm seem as though it was going to last forever.

When Maggie finally felt his shaft stop jerking in her mouth she slowly pulled away, laying her head on his thigh and pressing soft sweet kisses on his skin. She whimpered softly as Max took one final long lick through her slit and then turned his head to kiss her thigh then lick over her skin causing Maggie to shiver with delight. She signed softly and rolled her body off of his, panting softly as she lay against her bed.

After a few minutes of the two catching their breath Max sat up and looked at Maggie, once again he moved his fingers to his mouth and slowly sucked on finger after another into his mouth. Maggie blushed a bit as she watched him then sat up and moved over to him. She kissed him deeply, tasting herself on his lips. Max wrapped his arms around Maggie, holding her close to him. Maggie sighed into the kiss before pulling back from him with a smile. "Did you enjoy your dessert?"
 
"Enjoy is an understatement. Maggie, I am quickly becoming addicted to you."

Max held Maggie in his arms and continued to give her brief kisses between breaths of air. Both were still recovering from the physical exertions of their sexual activity. Slowly their bodies began to relax and their pulse rates returned to normal.

What he had just experienced was an incredible sexual high. Not often had he and a lover orgasmed together during "69". One usually would cum before the other. But cumming together was so powerful. And not all his lovers would swallow his cum, but Maggie did so and appeared to do so eagerly. 'She is a fantastic lover.' he thought.

Her fluids had covered his mouth, chin, and cheeks. He could smell her aroma and taste her on his lips. He loved it all. As they kissed she allowed his tongue to slip between her lips. He could also taste his own cum inside her mouth. The moment was so erotic, and almost incredibly his cock began to twitch again.

Max and Maggie reclined together on the bed, their heads together on her pillows, he still holding her in his arms. She was laying on her back, and Max lay on his side next to her. He continued to kiss her while his hand roamed over her body, stopping when it cupped her breast. He realized that they had made love, orally, and he had never touched her breast in what would normally be a part of foreplay. Max really like the feeling of her breast, soft skin over a firm breast. He let his fingers play with her nipple and was a bit surprised that the nipple quickly became firm. He smiled, knowingly, at her and she smiled back at him.

He continued to play with her nipple and fondle her breast while they kissed. He could feel the passion growing again between them. And he could feel his cock becoming aroused again. Apparently she could feel his cock twitching as well as her hand took hold of his semi-hard manhood and began gently stroking him again.

"If you make that hard, I will have to use it again." Max said teasing Maggie.
 
Maggie smiled at Max and gave a little laugh as he teased her both with his words and his touch. She very much enjoyed his hands on her body, his fingers playing with her nipples as her hand stroked him slowly, her thumb rubbing over the head of his cock that soon started dripping pre-cum again. He was quickly hardening in her hand and she loved that he reacted in this way to her. She leaned up and pressed her lips to his kissing him deeply, her tongue sliding past his lips to move with his in a sensual dance.

She used her free hand to gently push Max onto the bed and then moved on top of him, her legs straddling his hips as her hand continued to work his shaft. She wanted, no needed to have him inside of her again. She loved the way he felt when he was inside of her stretching her walls to fit perfectly around him. When Maggie had him almost completely hard again she let go of him, moving on top of him in a way that his shaft slipped between her folds and then slowly started to move, rubbing along his shaft slowly, she moaned softly as she felt his twitch between her wet folds and after a few minutes of rubbing she reached under herself, grabbed his shaft and pointed it to her tight entrance, lifting up she slipped slowly down onto him.

Moving her hands back Maggie placed them on his chest and without a word dropped the rest of the way onto him, burying him deeply inside of her with a moan. Max let out a groan and his hands moved to her hips, massaging them gently before using them to lift her up and down slowly. Maggie moaned louder and looked down at him with a smile.. "You feel like you are meant to be buried inside of me Max...and here with you is the only place I ever need to be"
 
"Being with you like this is all I ever need." Max replied. His incredible evening was only getting better. His heart swelled, full of love for this woman. And his cocked swelled, filling her in that special lovers bond.

Matt pulled Maggie's body down upon his. He felt her soft bossom pressed against his chest and, more importantly, he felt her luscious lips pressed against his lips as they kissed again.

"I don't think I can ever get enough of your kisses." he whispered to her. And immediately she forced her mouth against his, lips parting, and her tongue went wild inside his mouth. He moaned into her.

With his hands upon her hips he began to guide her up and down upon his shaft. Her pussy was so very warm and snug. Indeed it was the perfect place for his cock. He was also glad that she was abundantly lubricated which allowed him to slide in and out of her, even as tight as she was around him.

"Second round sex is often my favorite." Max began to explained to Maggie. "You have succeeded in making my cock hard for you and it can now last a long time. My first orgasm has diminished my sensitivity so I have great lasting ability. I want to make love with you all night long."

They continued making love for minutes, he kissing her lips or nuzzling his face into her neck. All the while his cock kept an even pace in and out of her slippery hole.

"I really love you riding me like this. One of my favorite positions. Were you reading my mind? However, I really do have lasting power and if you want to try other positions, I am always game. I know that this position can wear upon your legs."
 
She circled her hips again and then repeated the action a few more times before leaning in and kissing Max softly, She felt the way his shaft jerked inside of her as she moved and had to admit that she loved the way he felt spasming inside of her. She continued her torturous movement on him until Max could stand it no longer, she felt his arms wrap around her and before she knew it she was looking up at him from her back with him thrusting deeply into her wet core, taking her in any way he wanted.

When he grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head then started moving faster Maggie's back arched up from the bed underneath him. "Oh my Gods....MAX!!!!!" She pulled at her wrists trying half heartedly to break his grip and moaning at the same time.

Her breathing got harder as he slammed up inside her, his pelvis moving over her clit, rubbing it roughly as he moved harder and faster into her. Maggie's eyes fluttered shut and another moan resounded off the walls of her bedroom. She wanted so badly for Max to claim her but she didn't want to ask, she wanted him to do it of his own desire to have her.
 
Max remembered his earlier words about making love to her all night long. But that had all changed. She had made him hornier than ever, something he didn't think possible for a second round of sex within an hour.

Maggie had been riding him hard, her pussy jerking his cock around and forcibly thrusting him deep with her. He took charge and rolled her over onto her back so that he was in the dominate position, slamming his cock as hard and as deep as he could. Due to the earlier orgasm, the sensitivity in his cock was reduced. It would take a lot of hard fucking for him to orgasm again, but indeed he could feel that approaching. The friction of his swollen cock inside her tight pussy was creating a lot of heat. He could feel the burn of his cock and he suspected that her pussy burned as well.

Max really wanted to make Maggie cum again and cum hard. He wanted to make her scream. He wanted to wrench every ounce of sexual energy out of her body and leave her a puddle of quivering flesh. He wanted her to know that he had given her his everything.

Max pushed her off his cock as he drew back. Maggie screamed in protest. He quickly grabbed her hips and flipped her over onto her belly, then lifted her hips up so that she was on her knees and elbows. He roughly shoved her knees apart and then thrust his hard, throbbing cock back into her waiting sex.

Holding her hips he plowed into her as hard and as fast as he could. They both cried out in sexual heat. With one hand her grabbed her mane of red hair and pulled back, asserting his domination over her. His other hand reached around her hip and between her legs and found her now exposed clit. He furiously began rubbing her swollen clit while his cock continued to plunge in and out of her. Her face was forced into the bed as he pulled her hair back while his elbow pressed down on her back.

They grunted and groaned. Their bodies poured sweat. The smell of their sex filled the room. The sound of his flesh smacking against her flesh was loud. "Fuck me. FUCK ME!" she pleaded. And he did just that.

"Cum Maggie. Cum Maggie." He commanded, almost pleading with her.

"WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!" was the sound of his flesh slapping hers and he continued to thrust deep into her from behind. His pull on her hair made it difficult for her to breath. His finger ran rough over her clit and then he began to rake the finger nail over her nub. Max could feel her cunt begin to tighten around his cock and he knew she was close.

Then her orgasm hit her with little warming. She screamed a long loud wail. Suddenly her body locked up and her breathing stopped for a moment. And then, just a quickly, her body began convulsing and her vaginal muscles began clenching his cock in a most powerful way. His orgasm hit.

Max made one last thrust into her and his body froze. He threw back his head and screamed as his cock pumped his seed into her. He collapsed on top of her, forcing her down onto the bed. They gasped for air as their exhausted bodies shook, their muscles quivering uncontrollably.

It seemed like forever before their orgasms began to subside. He rolled his sweaty body off of hers and lay on his back next to her. He was still breathing hard and his pulse was still high. His cock ached from the abuse he had put it through. He was certain that her pussy ached as well.

"Fucking incredible." was all he could manage to say. In his mind he knew that this was far and away the best sex he ever had. Something about Maggie was so exceptionally arousing. She took him to new places.
 
Maggie laid at Max's side on her stomach still, panting softly into the pillows. Her pussy ached from the abuse that Max just put her through but she loved the way he felt and the things that Max did to her. When she finally caught her breath and her pulse calmed she scooted closer to him and placed her head on his chest after gently kissing his skin.

She softly traced her fingers up and down the middle of his body and turned to look up at him. Maggie was lost suddenly, she didn't know what to say...well she did but it was far to soon for her to feel the way she did. Maggie bit into the corner of her lip and Max started to chuckle at her. He knew she did that when she was nervous about something, he had gotten so used to her body language. He had taken note of each time she did certain things and he loved all the details that he was slowly getting used to.

Maggie felt Max's fingertip trace gently up and down her spine and she smiled to him. She let out a soft sigh and kissed the hollow of his neck where it met the collar bone. She knew she needed to talk to him about the fact of him being pictured as her 'husband' at the upcoming fashion show. They were bound to be labeled as husband and wife and yes he needed that to hide his true identity but she had to figure out a way to explain it to her father and her best friend before it hit the papers.

She closed her eyes and lay quietly against him, listening to his breathing and feeling his heart beat. It was very soothing to her and soon she fell asleep in Max's arms once again. Maggie woke up to the sound of her phones, both her personal cell phone and the one that was specifically for the agency, she stretched her body beside Max and then moved away to see who was calling her. Of course Jill was calling on the agency phone and had called a number of times already. It was far to early in the morning to deal with Jill.

She grabbed her personal phone and walked out of the room, letting Max sleep while she made coffee and breakfast for the two of them. As the coffee was going she looked at her phone to see 5 missed calls from her father, 2 from Brian(her best friend) and 2 from Jill. She also noticed that there were 3 text messages one from each.

She opened the One from Jill and her eyes widened and she bit her lip: Jill- call me asap its about the 'job' for Mr. Goodfellow. The next she opened was from her Dad : call me IMMEDIATELY and the final from Brian: WTF MAGS!!! CALL ME!!! Maggie poured herself a cup of coffee and sat down on a stool at the kitchen island, she had a feeling that things were about to explode in her face. She let out a soft sigh looking at the phone with a deep breath, trying to decide which to call first of the three and decided that Jill and Brian could wait, she hit speed dial one and called her father.

At the end of the first ring her father picked up and the screaming started "MARGARET!! WHAT IS GOING ON OUT THERE?? WHEN DID YOU GET MARRIED AND WHY HAVEN'T YOU TOLD ME? HOW COULD YOU MARRY SOMEONE I HAVEN'T EVEN MET BEFORE??"

Maggie pulled the phone away from her ear as her father screamed into it and when he finally quieted down she spoke softly "Its not what you think Dad, I had hoped to explain things before it reached you but I obviously didn't think clearly about it."

She looked up just as Max was walking into the kitchen, he gave her a smile and walked over to the coffee, she smiled slightly at him and then continued her conversation with her Dad. "Please relax Daddy, I will explain all of it to you. Just give me a minute please"

Her dad agreed angrily and she hit the mute button and looked to Max. "I should have mentioned our arrangement to my dad but I didn't and now he is furious. Can you give me a few minutes please?"
 
Maggie's phone had brought Max out of a deep sleep and into a semi-conscious, dream-like state. He could feel Maggie's head on his chest, her fingers touching him and his hand wrapped around her. It was a most wonderful way to wake up. He could see the two of them doing this every morning for the rest of their lives.

The thought startled Max a bit, but in a pleasant way. He had never really thought about marriage before, having never found the right woman. And suddenly he was having those thoughts. Maybe Maggie was that special someone.

She got up and took her phone with her. He was hoping she would soon return to bed and maybe they could continue their activities from the night before. The sex had been incredible. He couldn't believe how aroused he was, and how physical he had been with her. He wasn't normally that type of lover. He mostly preferred tender, gentle love making. Sometimes he changed things up, as the passion of the moment overtook him. But he hoped that she wasn't put off by how he had taken her. They needed to discuss that.

Max waited in bed a while and then could smell the coffee brewing. Realizing that she wasn't likely to return to bed soon, he got up and went to look for her in the kitchen. She was on the phone, apparently in a serious conversation. Max poured himself a cup of coffee and waited.

Maggie paused her phone call and said something to Max about her father and asked him to give her a few minutes. He knew that something was up and she wanted some privacy. So he took his coffee and headed to her bathroom to take a shower. He figured that she would explain all in due time.
 
Maggie sat quietly as her father talked saying how embarrassing it was to find out that his daughter was married from the waitress at the diner he frequented. How he should have known that she was this serious about someone and how she had lied to him repeatedly over the last few weeks. He went on and on for 10 minutes before Maggie had enough of listening to him, she stopped him in mid sentence. "Dad, that's enough. Come on now. At least pretend to hear me out for a few minutes. Please." her father agreed to listen but gave a huff signaling his irritation.

Maggie did her best to explain the situation to her father in a way that didn't come out sounding wrong on either her or Max and when she was done her father was quiet. She waited for him to speak but he didn't say a word for a while the only reason she knew he was still on the phone was the sound of his breathing.

She spoke quietly "Daddy? Please say something" she was answered with what sounded like a growl and then he started to talk "Maggie I will be out there to see you by tomorrow morning, you and your 'husband' will pick me and Brian up at the airport. Do you understand me?" Maggie bit her lip as she sat thinking for a moment.

She was old enough that this should not be happening but her father was far to over protective and when he made plans she had learned not to try and change his mind. She would definitely have to talk with Max about this and hope to hell that her father wouldn't completely alienate this man that she had strong feelings for..this man that in truth she was falling in love with.

"Yes Daddy" after saying their goodbyes Maggie hung up the phone, sent a text to Brian saying she would see him tomorrow and messaged Jill saying she would call her a little later, then she refilled her coffee and made her way out to the living room and sat next to Max.

She leaned her head on his shoulder then looked up at him with a small smile. "Well Mr. Harrison, the cat is out of the bag and you get to meet one majorly pissed father of the bride and best friend....think you can handle that?"
 
Max was enjoying his coffee when Maggie came in and sat next to him. He suspected she would tell him about her phone call with her father. She had mentioned earlier in the kitchen that he was furious. When she cuddled up next to him, and smiled at him, his body went on alert. What was he about to hear?

Then he heard the words from her mouth, "Mr. Harrison", and "majorly pissed father of the bride", and "best friend".

"Uh-oh" Max let slip from his mouth. "Let me guess. That was not a pleasant 'Good Morning' call from your father." He said it more as a statement than a question.

Max looked at Maggie and her immediate response was to wrap her arms around Max and give him a big hug, as if she didn't ever want to let go of him.

"Mr. Harrison? Father of the bride?" He repeated back to her. "What does your father know? Or thinks he knows? What has he heard? And how?"

The more Max thought about all of this, the more puzzled he became.

"And what 'best friend'? Who is that?" Max asked more questions before she could respond to his earlier questions.

"I think you have things to tell me, don't you?"

Max leaned back and closed his mouth. He had asked enough questions and it was obvious that she had a lot to explain to him.
 
Maggie looked up at him and couldn't help but laugh a little at his reaction. Max was babbling on, question after question he went on and on and then sat back quietly. She sat up and placed a soft kiss on his cheek before turning to face him, pulling her long bare legs up underneath of her. "Well, lets see, apparently I have a photographer following me around that the agency wasn't aware of and they got a picture of us having dinner the first night we were together. After doing a little digging they found out that Ms. Maggie Coopertin has secretly 'tied the knot' to one Mark Harrison. Well it made the papers in my hometown and someone told my dad, as well as showed him so he was not very happy"

She leaned back a little and took another breath "My Dad doesn't believe the story I told him, which was almost the truth, minus the fact that I am being paid to pose as your wife....He'd flip worse then he did already. So He's decided the best way to find out the truth is to hop his ass and the ass of my best friend onto a plane to come out and find out the truth."

Maggie looked at Max, wondering if that was enough of an explanation and when he looked at her with a questioning glance she realized that she had missed some of his questions. She got up from the couch and went over to the mantle above her fireplace and grabbed a picture from the shelf, it had her, her dad and best friend in it then brought it back to the couch and sat down.

"This is My dad and my best friend. My Best Friend's name is Brian Founders, we've been friends for a long time, he's kind of more like a big brother. Dad and I are the only family he has anymore and my dad has always looked at him like his son. The man doesn't lift a finger without telling Brian so its no big shock that he is dragging him out here. My Dad's Name is Lawrence, Larry for short. I'm so sorry about this, if you want to run for the hills I completely understand."

Maggie sat back and let Max think for a few minutes the entire time biting her lip as usual. She didn't want to lose this man from her life because of all this and she couldn't help but think that this was going to cause just that reaction.
 
Max stood up and paced the floor while he thought about what Maggie had told him. Then he began speaking while still pacing the floor.

"So let me make sure that I understand this." Max began slowly, trying to organize all the information Maggie had given him.

"You told your father that I am a food critic, that I use a secret identity, and that part of my secret identity is that you are pretending to be my wife. Therefore we present ourselves as Mr and Mrs Harrison, although we are not actually married." He paused and Maggie nodded in agreement.

"However, he doesn't know that I have hired you, that I am paying for your services." Max paused again realizing how that could be misinterpreted by others. "And I agree, he must not learn about that." Maggie smiled as Max began to understand all the complexities of the situation.

"So your dad and Brian are coming here to find the truth? They want to meet with both of us?" Again he paused and looked at Maggie who again nodded in agreement.

"He wants us to prove to him this arrangement of ours? Should I present some of my prior articles that I wrote for other publications? I don't know what 'proof' he wants."

Max sat down trying to wrap his head around all of this. He knew he was falling in love with Maggie. He had already fought for her once, when he thought he might lose her. As he thought about meeting her father and friend, it didn't really sound all that complicated as long as they didn't mention that he was paying for her. Yeah, that would sound bad.

Max realized that he could do this, and he wanted to do this to keep Maggie.

"Ok, I'm in on this. When will they be here?"
 
Maggie wasn't really sure how to answer his question about proof of them not being married, It was pretty obvious if you looked at the fact that they each had a separate place, there was no documentation of them being married and neither wore a ring, which of course was a big indicator in her eyes. Hell, she didn't even have an engagement ring on her finger.

People just took them at their word and watched how the two acted together, they gave off the appearance of a young married couple that was very much in love when they went out. As she sat contemplating the proof they would need Max sat down beside her. She looked over him and gave him a smile then watched as he straightened up with new resolve saying that he was 'in on this' and then he asked when they would be here, Maggie leaned her head back with her eyes closed and whispered softly.

"Tomorrow morning, my dad is going to text the information about their flight after he gets it all worked out."

She stayed like that for a few minutes before her phone went off again, this time with a message from Ivan's assistant, saying "Don't forget 12pm with Ivan, bring the dress, the designer sent over two more" Maggie sighed and then looked over at Max, She moved into his lap, straddling his legs and smiled

"We have a few hours before the shoot, how about we get rid of some of this stress?"
 
Back
Top