The Food Critic's Temp Wife {closed}

When Maggie sat in his lap, straddling his legs while facing him, it hit Max that they were still totally naked. It had seemed so natural and comfortable to be walking around her place, drinking coffee, and having a conversation with her while wearing no clothing. It surprised him that he didn't think about it whatsoever until this moment.

When she asked about getting rid of this stress, her intentions were clear and his cock twitched. Her appetite for sex appeared to match his own. She was so beautiful, intelligent, successful in her work, and had a hot body for sex. He really loved this woman and would do about anything to keep her in his life.

Max kissed Maggie and pulled her body close to his. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he wrapped an arm under her ass. Using his other arm for leverage, he managed to stand and she locked her legs around his hips. Max then carried her into her bedroom and laid her on her bed. He then laid on his side next to her, their arms wrapped around each other.

They kissed, initially some gentle, loving kisses. But as always when he was with her, his arousal grew and his kisses became more passionate. She gave back the same. It was obvious to him that he inspired in her a passion similar to what she inspired within him.

His hand wandered over her naked flesh. An electricity flowed between them. He cupped her breast and gently squeezed it as she moaned into their lovers kiss.
 
Maggie couldn't keep her hands of Max, they moved all over his skin. When he cupped her breast and squeezed the moan into the kiss was hard to contain. He lit a fire inside her that only he could control. Her hand slipped down to his thigh, rubbing gently up and down it, her tongue danced with his.

She moved to her side, not breaking the kiss or their touch, and wrapped her leg up around his hip, moving in closer to him. She grabbed his shaft in her hand and gently guided him to her wet folds. She pushed her hips forward causing herself to moan as he slipped into her slowly. Her inner walls welcoming his throbbing shaft inside of her.

The way they fit together was perfect and just laying there with him inside of her was heaven to Maggie. It was like her she was missing something when he wasn't there. She broke their kiss and looked into his eyes, then whispered against his lips "Make love to me Max."
 
His eyes locked upon hers. Unspoken thoughts of a deep love flowed between them, a if they had a special mental connection.

Slowly he thrust his hips, his cock sliding in and our of her hot, wet, folds. They fit together perfectly, he filling her, stretching her, but still able to move in and out, the friction raising the heat between them.

Somehow he knew that she shared the thought of their perfect fit. It was uncanny, surreal, and a bit scary how well they bonded together physically, mentally, and spiritually.

His free hand roamed over her heavenly body, over her hip, along her side, over her arm and shoulder. He ran his fingers through her hair, pressed his face into her neck and smelled her essence. 'Damn!' he thought. 'He really loved this woman in every way.'

He returned to gently kissing her while his hand cupped her ass.

"I haven't told you, but I love your ass as well." and he gave her ass a loving squeeze.

And slowly he continued thrusting his manhood into her hot wet sexual core.
 
Maggie's hips move in perfect sync with his, accepting his thrusts and grinding gently against him. Her hands moved slowly over his chest, tracing the lines of his body. She returned his kiss with more passion then she had ever kissed anyone else before and when he grabbed her ass and squeezed it she moaned softly, she bit his bottom lip playfully as she moved one hand to his ass and gently smacked it.

She giggled when Max broke the kiss and looked at her with a raised brow. "Hey, you did it first and I was just getting you back. Have I told you how much I love your hands on my body?"

She winked at Max and gasped as he rolled over on top of her never breaking the contact of their bodies. She felt him pull out slowly then push in deeper and move his hips in gentle circles just to repeat the process and pull another moan from her kiss swollen lips.
 
Max felt those signs of his orgasm beginning in his loins. To hold it off, he either needed to pause or shift positions. Choosing the later option, he rolled her over onto her back, taking a position on top of her. He managed to do this without missing a single stroke of his cock into her hot core.

They continued making sweet gentle love, kissing some, whispering words of love, and slowly pumping his cock into and out of her love hole.

Their relationship had come a long way in a short period of time. He loved taking her out to dinner. And the sex was incredible. He felt that baring some major turmoil in their relationship, he knew where they were heading. He hadn't really thought seriously about marriage before in his life, but with Maggie he now was doing so. He had no idea if she was having similar thoughts or not. Maybe he was rushing things, even in his own mind, way too quickly.

Max thought to himself that like the slow, loving sex they were enjoying, many things are better when done with a proper pace.

Shifting position again, he took her legs and placed them on his shoulders while pulling his knees up under himself. This position caused her hips to roll forward, a subtle shift that allowed a much deeper penetration. He immediately felt the difference and suspected that she did also.

He really enjoyed this position, the deeper penetration and the higher contact. But he knew this would bring him to orgasm sooner. He so wanted to please her and bring her an orgasm first, or at least together.

From this position he had a clear view of her mons and her clit poking out as it swelled. He took his hand and reached between her legs and managed to place his thumb on her sensitive nub. She immediately flinched and he heard her gasp.

Max continued to rub circles around her clit with his thumb, while stroking his hard cock deep into her vagina. This had an obvious effect of arousing her greatly, her breathing quickened, her face became flush, and he could feel sweat on her flesh. 'Yes, she will cum soon.' he thought.
 
Maggie's body quivered as Max manipulated her swelling clit with his thumb, her eyes rolled back in her head as she moaned out. She lifted her hips to meet his thrusts and tightly clenched her kegal muscles around his throbbing member as it pushed deeper and deeper into her core. The feeling this position caused within Maggie was pure pleasure like she had never felt before and she truly believed it was because of the love that had quickly grown inside of her for Max.

The more he played with her clit the more her orgasm built up inside of her, she was so close to climax and she could feel how close Max was as well. She felt him trust deeper and deeper into her, long, slow, loving strokes each time, his engorged shaft rubbing over every sensitive spot inside of her well lubricated core.

She dropped her head back, her back arching up from the bed as her body tensed, her walls squeezing hard around him as she finally let go, unable to hold back any longer. As her hips jerked with the explosion of her release Max closed his eyes and let out a loud growl, releasing his hot seed deep into her, filling her to overflowing with his passions.

When he was finally spent inside of her, Max collapsed on top of Maggie placing soft kisses on her lips and down her neck. Maggie wrapped her arms around Max and sighed softly before she realized what she was saying she whispered softly "I'm falling in Love with you"
 
Max was exhausted and completely spent from yet another fabulous sexual intercourse with Maggie. Lying on top of her soft warm body, her arms wrapped around him, felt so very good. And then he heard those magical words whispered from her lips.

"I'm falling in Love with you"

His body tingled in excitement. He had just been wondering what her thoughts were about their relationship, and then she told him, as if she had heard his thoughts or could read his mind.

In prior relationships with other women, hearing those three words "I love you" often was a cause for concern. He had not been ready to commit in return and take a relationship to that next level. But with Maggie he felt totally comfortable hearing her say that she was falling in love with him. He actually was very pleased that she felt that way about him, as he was also falling in love with her.

He kissed her tenderly on the lips and then raised up so he could look lovingly into her eyes and see deep into her soul.

"Maggie, I am also falling in love with you."

He rolled off of her and they lay side by side, still with their arms around each other.

"It is almost chiché for a man to tell a woman that he loves her just after great sex. So please believe me that I am very careful with my words. And when I say I love you, I truly mean that with complete sincerity and honesty."

They cuddled and kissed for many minutes. They exchanged more expressions of their feeling for each other. Max felt this was an important moment in their relationship. Together they were taking a major step forward by making deep emotional commitments to each other. And he felt very good about it.

He also felt very hungry. He felt awkward about it, but he really was starving.

"You know," he changed the subject "one way to a man's heart is through his stomach." They both laughed and she playfully hit his chest with a fist for breaking their romantic mood.

"Someone," he was pointing at Maggie "has made me exhausted and very hungry. Did I see some breakfast earlier in the kitchen?"
 
Maggie laughed softly and sat up, she had been about to make breakfast for the two of them when everything happened with her father. She leaned over and kissed him softly then walked out of the bedroom and to the kitchen, she grabbed her phone and called Jill while she started a breakfast of egg white omelets with cheese, onions and peppers.

Jill was going on and on about how the media had been calling since yesterday wanting to know more about Maggie's recent wedding and why their were no pictures and everything that would accompany such an event. Jill was thrilled that Maggie, along with the agency, was getting so much attention now and how this would lead to many more jobs for all of the other models as well as Maggie herself. Maggie said her goodbyes to Jill and began setting up the plates for her and Max when she felt eyes on her.

She turned and smiled at Max as he stood in the doorway "Breakfast is ready, anything else for you Love?" She winked at him while she set the food on the counter then grabbed them each another cup of coffee.

A million thoughts were running through Maggie's head and the ones of most importance besides that of Max were the ones of how she was going to explain the relationship between them to her father and best friend. She took a sip of her coffee and then turned to Max and gave a sigh. "So I guess we need to figure out what we are going to tell my stubborn father. We know for sure that we don't want to mention me being paid for my time so I have a thought, Continue to have the agency paid for the use of one of their models, However I think being as our personal relationship has grown in the way that it has, that having me paid to be with you is silly. What do you think about this?"

Maggie slowly started eating her breakfast as she waited to hear what Max had to say.
 
"Thank you Maggie for the breakfast. I really needed that."

Max liked that she had cooking skills, something he considered important in life for everyone. And he was pleased that she prepared a healthy meal. He made a mental note to have Maggie over for a dinner at his place to demonstrate his own cooking abilities. Being an above average cook gave him a better appreciation of what restaurant chefs went through to create award winning meals.

Maggie and Max sat at the counter, sipping their coffee, while Maggie raised the issue of what to tell her father and best friend. She was offering to end their professional relationship and continue it as a personal relationship. Max assumed that she didn't want to tell her father that Max was paying for her services as that would look bad, and she didn't want to lie to her father and friend. He appreciated her thoughfulness, and her predicament.

However, the funding by Food & Drink was critical to his livelyhood. 'That's it!' he thought as he suddenly realized that he wasn't actually paying anything for Maggie.

"Maggie, I appreciate your situation and what you are trying to do for our relationship. Unfortunately, I need for Food & Drink to continue paying for the restaurant meals, and the limo service. All that only happens if either I have a wife, or F&D hires a temp wife for me. I think we are looking at this the wrong way." He paused to catch his breath as he was speaking quickly. Maggie was listening closely, waiting to hear what he had to say.

"The truth is that I am not paying for your services at all! You are a contracted worker to Food & Drink through your agency. I also am a contracted worker for Food & Drink. We are both just contract workers hired to work together on certain projects. It is similar to you working with Ivan on specific photography assignments. We can honestly tell your father that we are co-workers and that presenting ourselves as Mr. & Mrs. Harrison is a necessary cover for our work."

Max looked at his watch and realized that time was slipping away. He could easily spend all day with Maggie, but there were other things to accomplish, including his review of Vic & Anthony's Steakhouse.

"Speaking of Ivan, your photo shoot is at noon? I would love to watch the two of you work. Can I meet you there? Sorry I need to run. I got to get home and draft my review before I forget our experience at the restaurant."

As he ran out of the kitchen heading for her bedroom to get his clothes he called out to her "Send me the address, will you?"
 
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Maggie smiled at Max's idea, she believed that her father would accept that explanation. As Max made his way to go get dressed, she cleaned up the kitchen and then headed to the bedroom and grabbed a pair of jeans and t shirt then made her way into the bathroom to shower. She turned the water on and as it warmed back up she grabbed her phone from the bedroom and even though Max was still there getting his shoes on she texted him the address to where the photo shoot was. She smiled at him and leaned over pressing a gentle kiss to his lips.

" I will see you later, there is an extra key for my door in the first drawer on the right in the kitchen. Please lock up when you leave"

with that said she walked back into the bathroom and stepped into the shower. Maggie let the water cascade over her body rinsing away the evidence of their love making from last night as well as this morning. She heard the door shut and smiled to herself hoping he took the key with him, she had never trusted anyone enough to give them a key to her home except maybe her father and Brian, she laughed a little and finished her shower then stepped out to dry off.

The rest of the morning went by fairly quickly as she spoke to Jill about the fashion show next week and was given the option to attend two others while She was in San Francisco. She told Jill she would think about that and call her back later then she grabbed her bag, the dress from the night before and headed out of the apartment to go meet up with Ivan. When she got there Ivan came over and hugged her tightly with a smile. He held her at arms length and looked over her, "You look different Maggie, you had a glow about you. I know how last night went, Jill called me and my assistant got the paper with the news of your 'marriage'. So, tell me beautiful, is it more then a job? Because the Maggie I saw in those pictures has a real smile, not the one a model has knowing she is making money"

Maggie looked at him and rolled her eyes laughing. She moved out of his grip and headed over to his assistant to get ready for the shoot. "Ivan, you are nosy and a pain in my ass. Can we just get this done so I can go home and get ready to deal with my darlin father?" Again Maggie rolled her eyes and the 3 of them broke out laughing and then got ready for the shoot.
 
Max was pleasantly stunned that Maggie offered for him to take a key to her condo. That token gesture clearly indicated that they were building something together. And that she placed a lot of trust in him, a trust he intended to protect and nurture to the best of his abilities.

He hurried home and took another shower, his second of the day. But he had zero complaint about why the second shower was necessary. He would shower many times a day in return for making love with Maggie. He dressed casually for the day.

Having a couple of hours before meeting Maggie and Ivan for her photo shoot, Max tried to squeeze in some time doing work. He logged on to his computer and first read his email. He had a message from his editor congratulating him on his marriage, followed by a "LOL" and ;-). Max chuckled about the stir created by that story about Mr. & Mrs. Harrison. He then spent an hour writing a first draft of his review about their visit to Vic & Anthony's Steakhouse.

As it was nearly 11:30 in the morning, Max needed to get moving to meet Maggie and Ivan for their photo shoot. Maggie had told him a lot about Ivan, and his challenging work demands, but Max had never met the photographer and wondered if he really could be that hard to work with. Max knew that Maggie only put up with his shit because he brought out the best in her and together they made fabulous photographs.

Just after noon Max arrived at the address Maggie had sent him. Maggie was no where to be seen, possibly she was getting dressed or preparing herself for the shoot. Obviously the man with the camera was Ivan, so Max walked over and extended a hand to say hello. Ivan just huffed and continued his preparations, basically ignoring Max.

'Temperamental' Max thought as he found himself a seat out of the way, but close enough that he could see what would be happening.
 
Maggie was in the back getting changed when Ivan had come in with a angry look on his face, he was stopping his feet and tossing things around so she stopped what she was doing and looked at him. "What's wrong with you Ivan, you went from a good mood to a bad mood." Ivan looked at her and shook his head, Ivan hated the idea of being watched by anyone but he was willing to make an exception for Maggie, she was after all his favorite model to work with.

He let out a sigh along with a roll of his eyes and walked over to help Maggie zip the back of her dress. "You could have told me he was coming Maggie. You know how I feel about being watched." Maggie looked over her shoulder at him and smiled brightly "That's why I didn't tell you. I knew you would flip out, besides, with everything going around about us right now, it would be good for his cover if this type of thing wasn't a shock to him. If he sees behind the scenes of things then there are no secrets."

Ivan looked at Maggie and nodded his head then walked out and over to Max. He took a breath and extended his hand "Sorry about my rudeness, I'm Ivan, Maggie has told me a lot about you. IF you make her cry, ever, and screw up any of my shoots, I will make your life hell" with that said Ivan walked away from Max, passing Maggie as he walked over to the camera.

Maggie smiled as she walked up to Max, leaning in to place a soft kiss on his lips. "Thank you for coming, Ignore Ivan, he's a real prick sometimes. If you get bored, by all means feel free to leave, I wouldn't blame you at all. " Maggie winked at Max and then walked over to Ivan and got the shoot started.
 
Max felt a bit better when Ivan returned and greeted him, even if with a stern warning. Maggie had prepared him for Ivan's temperament and she had actually described Ivan quite well.

Max knew enough that he just needed to stay out of their way and blend into the background so as to not affect Maggie or Ivan in any adverse way.

But Max had never seen an actual photo shoot happen, especially with two such talented people on opposite sides of the camera. It was quickly apparent that Maggie and Ivan had developed their own ways of working together. So few words were spoken but each knew what the other wanted or needed. What words were spoken all came from Ivan as he barked out orders to Maggie concerning her pose or position relative to the light and backdrop. She moved effortlessly from pose to pose.

Ivan's gruff voice and demeanor belied his true feelings for Maggie. He obviously liked her as his favorite model. They worked well together as a team, and their results, his photographs of her, proved that they were at or near the top of their own professions.

Max admired each individually, and as a team for their professional skills. Ivan's social skills, or the lack thereof, were a different matter.
 
Maggie went through each dress that was sent, each pose that Ivan wanted and occasionally looked over at Max who was quietly watching from a chair in the corner. She saw his eyes light up with each different dress she modeled and she knew that the final dress and gift from DelRosa would entice Max and maybe get him so excited that he would want a private showing of it.

She was looking forward to the look on his face and smiled as Ivan called out for the final dress. The assistant helped Maggie change into the final outfit and went out to Ivan whispering to him that Maggie was ready for the last part of the shoot.

Ivan nodded his head and then turned to Max, "You might want to get a closer look at this one" Ivan laughed and then looked towards the dressing area as Maggie came out, a big smile lighting up his face "Maggie, DelRosa was right that dress is made for you" Maggie smiled with a slight blush as she walked over in front of the camera and Ivan got started with the photos. Each and every pose was graceful with the lighting perfect for the dress and Maggie's skin.

She was glowing under the light and the praise of Ivan and his assistant then turned to Max when Ivan stepped away for a moment "Well, what do you think?"

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"What do you think?" Ivan had asked Max, probably aware that Max and Maggy had some sort of serious relationship. What Max was actually thinking, but wouldn't say, was he wondered how Ivan could work with Maggie while she looked this hot, and still keep his dick in his pants.

"I'm jealous that you get to work with her all day." Max replied.

Ivan quickly responded "And I'm jealous that you get to work with her all night!" putting emphasis on the 'all night' phrase. He followed with a salacious grin and a wink.

Max turned his attention to Maggie.

"I hope you don't feel like a piece of meat being fought over by two hungry wolves. But you are really hot looking in that dress. I hope it is only intended to be worn that way in the bedroom."

This time it was Max giving a lustful look and a wink at Maggie.

Then realizing that this was a DelRosa creation, and she would be presenting his designs the next week, Max asked Maggie:

"Will Michael DelRosa have you model this or similar outfits next week in San Francisco?"
 
Ivan broke out laughing when Max asked about Maggie showing outfits like the one she had on now. He couldn't hold himself back and had to walk away before he could regain his composure. "Max, my friend, this is a One of a Kind, made especially for Maggie by Michael as part of a thank you for agreeing to do the show, She will not wear this on the stage. He simply wanted proof that she wore it at least once and copies of it may be auctioned off at a later point in time."

This was the first Maggie had heard of this and she gave Ivan a look, He returned that smile with a mischievous look in his eye and then started to put the camera and equipment away. Max still sat there with a stunned look on his face as Maggie shook her head laughing. She followed the assistant back to the dressing area to change, leaving Max and Ivan alone again. She made small talk with the assistant as she got out of the so called 'dress' and slipped into her jean shorts and tank top. She put the dress away and walked out of the room, carrying the box in her hands.

She noticed Max and Ivan talking but as she walked up to them they stopped. She shrugged her shoulders slightly and leaned in Kissing Ivan on the cheek. "Ok you pain in my ass, I will see you on Friday for that damn bikini shoot you suckered me into. Have a good night." Ivan nodded at Maggie, giving he5r a slight hug and smile before letting her go and giving Max a glaring look, Maggie could have swore the comment of them fighting over her was a joke, now she wasn't quite sure if it was or not.

She made a note to find out later but for right now she knew she was hungry and she knew for sure that she was sick of being around Ivan at this point. She waved her goodbyes and grabbed Max's hand, leading him out into the parking lot where she turned to him, kissing him deeply. "So, do I need to let you go home?"
 
Max was surprised how long the photo shoot had lasted. Photos were taken of Maggie in five or six outfits and it had taken six hours. But Max had a great time watching Maggie work. He learned a lot about her being a fashion model, and all the hard work that went into making a few fabulous photos. Ivan probably shot hundreds of photos, thanks to digital technology, but only a handful, the best photos, would ever be seen by anyone else.

Max was glad that he could take the time to be with Maggie. There wasn't other work he needed to do until he heard back from his editor. He had been monitoring his messages on his smart phone for any word from his editor, and he had none.

Maggie had asked him if she needed to let him go home. There were several items on Max's 'To-Do' list, but going home, alone, was not one of them.

"Maggie, I'm starving after just watching you work. You must be famished. How about we get a bite to eat? We also need to discuss your father's visit tomorrow. And I really would like for you to model that red outfit for me."

Max looked at Maggie for feedback. The sparkle in her eyes, and the smile on her face led him to believe that she was game for his ideas.

"How about we pick-up some Chinese carry-out and then head to your place or mine?" Max asked with a sly smile. He had plans for the two of them that began with her modeling that sex red outfit for him.
 
Maggie smiled as she reached out and took Max's hand. She leaned in and kissed his cheek softly then they walked out to the street. She stood there for a moment and then turned to look at Max. She really didn't want to talk about her father's visit but she supposed they should, easier to get it over with that way. She was beat from the shoot and as hungry as Max was, but not for food. She sighed softly and looked into his eyes.

"Lets go to your place and have some Chinese. Did you enjoy watching the shoot?"

She was actually very curious about his thoughts on her work as well as his thoughts on Ivan. She really wanted to know what they had been discussing but she would leave that up to him as to whether or not he told her. They walked into Fortune House and placed an order then went to sit while they waited. They talked a little about the first few dresses Maggie had worn but neither of them talked about the one in the box she was carrying with her.


Maggie was still a little worried about the upcoming meeting with her father and really wished she could back out of it, but knew at this point that would be ridiculous. They made their way back to Max's place after picking up their food and once inside Maggie placed the box on a chair, walked over to Max and kissed him deeply, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing her body to his.

"Did you get any work done before you came to the shoot? Or do I need to let you work for a little bit?"

As much as she didn't want to she knew she had to ask just in case. The last thing Maggie wanted to do was get in the way of his work. The smell of the Chinese food made Maggie's stomach growl and she laughed softly.

"Well I guess we should eat and talk about tomorrow. What do you think?"
 
The smell of the Chinese food was making Max even more hungry, and he presumed that Maggie was also hungry. He set out two plates on the kitchen island along with serving spoons for each container of food. Max really enjoyed Chinese food. Each item was a delicate mix of flavors and textures. He opened a chilled bottle of white wine and pour each of them a glass, leaving the bottle out as one or both of them might like a refill. They served their plates and took those with the wine over to the sofa, using the coffee table as their dinner table.

Max began speaking as he watched Maggie eat her food. He thought that she was ever so lovely even just eating a meal.

"I don't need to work this evening. Thank you for asking. I have been checking my messages and haven't heard back from my editor about the draft I sent him this morning.

"You asked me earlier if I enjoyed watching the shoot. Indeed I did. I can see that both you and Ivan are truly professionals in your work. And while Ivan sounds somewhat gruff, I think that is just his style. What he is saying directs the work and needs to be said, one way or another. But I could see that his tone, and attitude would put-off most people.

"I also could tell that the two of you have considerable experience together. The two of you would often go through a progression of poses and shots without a spoken word, as if each knew what to do, and what the other needed. The process itself is artistry.

"I hadn't ever really thought about the work that goes into a photo shoot, but I learned that together you will take hundreds of photos just to produce a few that may actually be used. I presume that most of the review and final selection work will be done by Ivan, or possibly the requester of the photos."

Max picked up his chopsticks and began eating his dinner, while watching Maggie all the time.
 
Maggie ate while Max talked about the shoot, He was right, after working with Ivan for so long she knew what poses he liked and disliked and she also knew when to move into each different one. She nodded as he talked about the amount of pictures that were taken and the amount that would actually be seen by someone other then her and Ivan.

When Max picked up his chopsticks and started to eat, Maggie put hers down and gently wiped her mouth with a napkin. "I'm glad you enjoyed watching. Luckily for me, Ivan was in a good mood today, when he's in a bad mood I wind up working for a lot longer and listening to him nit pick. He'll send me all the pictures once he gets them uploaded, like he always does and then I will let you see them. Maybe you can try to figure out which ones he is going to send to DelRosa."

With that said Maggie laughed a little and took a sip of her wine then put it down, crossed her legs and turned towards Max. "Well, I think we should get this out of the way. My Father wants us to pick him and Brian up at the airport tomorrow at 9:30 am. I think the easiest way to get through this is to work with the idea you had about being co-workers. But the thing is, I think its going to be pretty obvious that there is more between us then just work, so I'm not sure how we should handle this. To be honest, I've never really lied to my dad and I am having an issue doing it now. But the last thing I want is for him to know you hired me. So thats one lie I'm going to keep up. We just need to figure out how to stretch the truth a little bit. What are your thoughts?"

Maggie picked up her wine glass, swirled it a minute and then took another sip, her eyes remaining locked on his.
 
Max had been eating while Maggie was talking. When she picked up her wine glass, Max joined her. He liked wine and enjoyed sharing it with her.

"One way to avoid uncomfortable questions is to overload them with information, the information we are willing to share. We control the discussion. We can tell them that the magazine hired me, and that they hired you through your agency. Then we can discuss in great detail the restaurants we have visited, the food we ate, and the wines we drank. I can tell them about the reviews I am writing. We just keep the discussion going about what we want them to hear. I don't think that we need to tell them that I hired you. Technically I didn't hire you."

He sipped some more wine, enjoying being with her.

"9:30 in the morning, eh? So what are you doing between now and then? Will you model that hot red dress for me? And is it really a dress? It is very revealing."

Max sat back, still staring at Maggie, and continued to sip his wine.
 
Maggie laughed softly as Max asked all his questions and when he sat back and sipped his wine, Maggie took the last sip of hers, put the glass down and moved over to him. She took his glass away and gently put it on the table then slipped into his lap and kissed him softly before answering him.

"Yes, 9:30." another kiss "Hopefully spending that time with you" another kiss "I'll model anything you want me to as long as you promise to take it off me" another kiss "Yes it is really a dress, But a one of a kind made especially for your eyes only. He will change it before it is sold to anyone"

She pressed her lips back to his this time her fingers moving up through the back of his hair, deepening their kiss further as she pressed her body to his. At this point she could care less about tomorrow, she was far more focused on tonight and being with Max again. Something about him drove her wild and she was willing to ignore everything if it meant she got to be with him.
 
His heart swelled with the love he felt for Maggie as she climbed into his lap, kissed his lips, whispered into his ear, and ran her fingers through his hair. Everything she did created such an amazing experience for him.

At that moment he felt his world was perfect. He had everything he wanted or would ever need right there in his arms.

"Have I told you recently that I love you?" he whispered in her ear and he nuzzled into her neck. He kissed her several times just behind her ear, then pulled back a bit, looked at her in a lovingly manner, and kissed her lips.

It was a slow, sensual kiss. Their lips pressed together, then parting as tongues found their ways into the other's mouth. There was just something so special about two people connecting physically and emotionally by having their tongues touching the other. He moaned in bliss.

'I'll model anything you want me to as long as you promise to take it off me" she told Max.

Inside his head he pictured her wearing that erotic red dress and tiny thong. He wondered how Ivan was able to maintain focus upon his work while she stood before him wearing that outfit. She was so sexy looking it was sinful.

"I'll promise you anything you want. Anything." he realized that he had just given himself completely to her, promising her anything. That could be interpreted in many different ways, used to her advantage in so many ways. And he honestly meant it, giving her free license to have him do anything for her. He really loved her that much.
 
Maggie heard the promise that Max had made her and her heart soared, she deepened their kiss not ready to let go of him just yet. His whispered 'I Love you' also gave her butterflies and made her wonder how they were going to hide the fact that they were actually in Love from her father. She pulled back from the kiss and smiled at Max before slipping gently out of his lap and walking over to where the box with 'the dress' was and picking it up.

She turned and looked at Max again and spoke softly " Anything huh? Well how about I go get changed into this" she held the box up "and while I am gone you get more comfortable."

With that she turned, her hair swinging over her shoulder and headed into the bathroom to change. She stripped out of her shorts, tank top and matching bra and panty set, folded them up and put them on the little table that was in the bathroom. She opened the box and slipped the tiny thong on and then pulled out the dress and slipped it on, making sure the buckle in front was set right and her cleavage was just as deep as it was for the photo shoot then, after running her fingers through her hair she headed out into the living room to show Max what he had been waiting to see since they got back.

She walked over in front of him with a smile. "So, you really like this dress huh?" Maggie stood there looking down at him with a smile, her fingertips of her left hand playing with the clasp of the dress while she used one finger of her right hand twisted a loose curl that laid in front of her face. She bit gently against her bottom lip as Max started up at her.
 
"and while I am gone you get more comfortable." she told his as she walked away.

Max was excited when Maggie rose off his lap, picked up the box, and headed to change into that erotic dress, if one could call it a dress.

He first decided to pick-up some, throwing out the empty carry-out food cartons, and placing their plates into the dishwasher. He brought the wine bottle back from the kitchen and refilled their glasses, which were sitting on the coffee table.

He was already fairly comfortably dressed, in a shirt and slacks, but she indicated more comfortable. Knowing what she would be modeling for him, he decided to strip down to just his boxer-briefs. He carefully folded his clothes and put them in a pile on the dinning room table.

He returned to his seat on the sofa and was sipping his wine when Maggie returned.

"So, you really like this dress huh?" She asked.

She looked incredibly sexy in that outfit. His dick began to get hard. He could feel it swelling and throbbing in his boxers. He looked down at his crotch, drawing her eyes there also.

"I guess it would be pointless to say that I don't" he replied a bit sheepishly while looking back up at her.

Max held out his arms, inviting her to sit in his lap again.
 
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