The Food Critic's Temp Wife {closed}

Max was thoroughly enjoying the shower. Feeling Maggie's hands run over his body, washing him was actually quite delightful. When she finished rinsing him, he knew it was his time to wash her. He was looking forward to running his hands all over her body, every square inch of her flesh.

Max noted that Maggie had put up her hair in a quick bun, an obvious sign that she didn't intend to wash it this morning. Max was relieved as he knew he didn't have all the things she would need to do her hair, beginning with proper shampoo and conditioner, much less a proper hair brush and curling iron. He wondered how long it would be before she began to 'move in' and leave these things in his home. He actually looked forward to them making that step.

Maggie stood facing the water and began washing her face. Max took some of the body wash and began washing her shoulders and back. He gently caressed her skin while being thorough, making circle patterns while moving down her back, eventually cupping her cute little ass in his hands. He loved running his fingers down the crack of her ass and between her legs, gently washing all her special spots.

Maggie detected that he was lingering longer than necessary, feeling her, and glanced back at Max.

"Just cleaning up the mess I made. Making sure you are completely clean." Max winked at her while he offered a weak excuse. They both knew what he was actually doing and they shared another laugh together.

Down on his knees behind her, Max put more of the body wash on his hands and washed her legs, again ensuring that he didn't miss a single spot. The feel of her soft smooth flesh was incredible. After washing her feet, he stood and had her turn to face him. He kissed her while his hands washed her chest, and again he took his time to do a thorough job of washing her breasts, paying particular attention to her nipples.

"I hope your father doesn't think that I am another Ivan." Max said. "I would like to make a much more favorable impression."

He moved his hands down her body, again making circles with his hands. Eventually he reached the juncture of her legs and he slowly ran his hands over her mound and lower lips, again and again.

She finally pushed his hands away and turned to face the water to rinse. Max realized that playtime in the shower was over. They were on a schedule and needed to move along. But he looked forward to more showers and baths with Maggie.

Just after she turned off the water he wrapped a large towel around her and began drying her body.
 
Maggie had to admit, having Max wash her body was definitely going to be one of her favorite things. Even though he was very playful about it she loved his hands on her and maybe if they had the time this shower would end in a much different way.

"I'm sure my dad will love you Max, Ivan is just a jerk, which you know"

She looked up at him as they stepped out of the shower and he wrapped the towel around her and began to dry her off, she reached up, gently caressing his cheek with her finger tips. She had fallen hard for Max, harder then she thought she did last night. She could easily picture them doing this every morning for the foreseeable future.

When they had finally finished drying off she made her way out of the bathroom, dropped the towel onto the floor and slipped into her shorts, she would have to remember to bring some clothes over here this way she had them....Whoa, did she really just think that? Ok that might be a step to far to quickly.

She shook her head to get rid of that thought then finished getting dressed. She grabbed her purse and headed back into the bathroom, letting her hair down from the messy bun and brushing it out. She put on some lip gloss and then walked back into the bedroom, smiling at the sight of Max before her. He stood there in a pair of khaki shorts with no shirt on yet.

She walked over, wrapped her arms around his waist and kissed between his shoulder blades as he continued to look for a shirt to wear. She smiled when he put one hand over top of hers and kissed his skin again, whispering against him. "I could get used to this"
 
"I hope you will, as I feel the same way." Max replied. He really could see them living together as a real husband and wife. The thought was sometimes scary and exciting. Other times he felt very comfortable with the thought, as if he had finally found his one true love.

He found the shirt he was looking for and put it on. He knew it was nearly nine and they needed to get going to the airport. And he felt certain that Fred would be waiting with the limo for them.

He reached into his dresser and pulled out a key. He handed the key to Maggie.

"It's time I gave you a key to this place. I think it is also time for you to bring some things over here, as you may be spending the night more often. At least I hope you will."

He looked into her eyes with a huge amount of affection for her. He really wanted her to be an even larger part of his life. And this was a major step towards that.

"This master bedroom has an empty second closet which I want you to use. And the dresser has empty drawers as well. Maybe the biggest step for a bachelor is sharing a bathroom with a woman. And, Maggie, I want to do that with you."

He knew it wasn't romantic sounding whatsoever. But he fully expected that she understood the importance of what he was offering to her. He wanted her to be an integral part of his life, every day and every night.

Without waiting for her to respond he took her by the hand and walked her out of the condo and down to the waiting limo.
 
Maggie smiled as she took the key from Max, it meant a lot to her that he trusted her as much as she trusted him. She laughed a little about the lack of romance in his offer but then, she had basically done the same to him hadn't she? She intertwined her fingers with his while they walked from the condo down to the Limo where Fred had been leaning, waiting patiently for them. He smiled as he opened the door for them to slide inside.

Once they were in he shut the door and got into the car to take them to the airport, Maggie scooted up to the privacy partition and put it down for a minute "Fred, Thank you so much for this" He nodded his head and smiled at her in the rearview mirror then looked forward to continue driving, Maggie put the partition up and moved back to Max's side, taking his hand in hers again. She looked at him with a soft smile then leaned in and kissed his lips, She wondered what the rest of the day was going to be like.

She faced Max, biting her bottom lip again and seeing the smile spread over his lips, she shook her head. She slipped into his lap, wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her lips to his, sliding her tongue gently across his lips. Max wrapped his arms around Maggie, sucking her tongue gently into his mouth and the two proceeded to make out like teenagers until Fred pulled up to the airport.

They slipped out of the limo and headed inside to find her dad and Brian, locating them almost immediately. They grabbed their bags and headed out to the limo where her dad stopped and looked at the two of them before getting in. Their day went by pretty quickly and once Maggie's Dad was satisfied that the two were not married, which in order to do that he looked in both of their apartments for proof of cohabitation, he let it go.

They all went out to dinner and enjoyed some drinks and stories about Maggie, which of course had her bright red through the rest of the evening, and when 10 pm rolled around they parted ways, Her Dad and Brian heading off to the hotel while Max and Maggie headed back to her place. Once inside Maggie wrapped her arms around Max's neck and kissed him deeply " God I missed kissing you today"
 
Max was thoroughly enjoying the kiss with Maggie. When she said "God I missed kissing you today" he realized that he had been thinking exactly the same thing. He also had been missing her kisses. They stood, just inside the door to her condo and kissed for minutes, not that either was in a rush to break the kiss. They simply loved being with each other, and being romantic with each other. And he thought that she was the most fantastic kisser.

Max moved with Maggie over to her sofa and they sat together.

"I think the meeting with you father and Brian went well today. They did seem impressed with the limo. Glad you though of that. And I think that even Fred enjoyed meeting your father and observing the game we were playing. Fred deserved the extra tip we gave him. Oh, the things he could say about us."

Max took the liberty to go into Maggie's kitchen and pour each of them a glass of wine and brought those back to the living area. He realized that he had helped himself, as if he was no longer a guest in her home, but a more permanent resident. He wondered if she noticed.

"I got a kick how your father insisted on looking at both our places for any signs of cohabitation. If he only knew about our discussion earlier that morning. I wonder what he would have said."

Max and Maggie were sitting against each other, his arms wrapped over her shoulders and her arms around his body. It just felt so right to be holding each other.

He remembered that they were wearing the same clothes they started the day in. She was wearing the same outfit from the previous night as she never had a chance to get home and change. And that meant that she went commando all day. What a naughty girl to spend the day with her father and best friend while not wearing any panties.

Max chuckled out loud and hugged Maggie a bit tighter. They were building a history together. And he loved her.
 
Maggie watched as Max made him self at home and got them each a glass of wine. She took the glass when he offered it then took a sip and put it down on the table. She snuggled herself against him and looked up at him when he chuckled and held on to her tighter. "What are you laughing at Love? You know, I thought this morning about asking Fred not to say much about us then realized he probably wouldn't anyway, but did you see the look on his face when my Dad said, "at least this is only a work thing" I thought Fred was gonna lose it more then once. Hell I almost did a few times."

She leaned in and kissed his lips softly, purring at the taste of the wine from his lips. Her hand moved gently up and down his side, lovingly caressing him. She Loved Max and she knew eventually she would have to tell her dad but for now she was happy with it just being them. She laid her head on his chest and listened to his heart as she felt his fingers run through her hair.

Maggie could tell that there was something else on his mind but she left it alone figuring it was probably the same thing that was on her's. After a little while she wiggled out of hiss arms and then slipped herself into his lap, ran her fingers through his hair and pressed her lips to his, kissing him hard.
 
Max could feel that time was slipping away. He was so enjoying himself that it was easy to lose track of time, especially whenever he was kissing Maggie.

"Don't you have another photo shoot tomorrow? Bikinis, I believe. Then I have to work tomorrow night. May I take you out to dinner again?" Max's question was rhetorical as he had already 'hired' her to be his stage wife for dinner.

He hugged her and kissed her more. He never had enough of her.

"Is it presumptuous of me to think that I can spend the night here with you?"

Max scooped her up into his arms and carried her to the bedroom without waiting for an answer. He laid her on the bed and then standing before her, began to remove his clothing, as if doing a striptease for her.

He was being playful with her.

"See anything you like?" he said while his cock began to harden and point directly at Maggie.
 
Maggie yelped when Max picked her up and carried her to the bedroom then laid her in the bed. She sat up leaning back against her arms as she watched him strip for her. She licked over her lips as his cock hardened and pointed directly at her, sitting up the rest of the way she pulled her shirt up over her head and then leaned back to unbutton her shorts and slide them off, just confirming to Max that she had been commando all day.


She scooted forward and took his engorged shaft into her hand, leaned in and flicked her tongue gently across the tip while looking up into his eyes.... " Mmmmmm, I see a lot that I like. What about you?"

Without waiting for a response she quickly engulfed the tip of his cock into her hot little mouth and started to suck softly, her hand working its way up and down his shaft slowly. Her eyes never broke contact with his as she slowly took him inch by inch into her mouth, purring softly at the salty sweet taste of his skin.
 
As she took his cock into her mouth, Max found it difficult to reply to her question. He moaned and put his hands on her head, partially to steady himself, and partially to keep her mouth around his cock. He knew that was selfish, but she felt so wonderful. He finally composed himself enough to say;

"You know that with you, I see a lot that I love."

He watched in amazement as she took all of his cock into her mouth. He hadn't watched her do this before. She had great skill. And it felt incredible as she deep throated the head of his cock. He could see the love for him in her eyes, and it made his heart melt and his cock hard. If she didn't know it, she completely owned his heart.

As Maggie began to pump his cock in and out of her mouth, he contemplated the two ways that she best pleasured his cock, vaginally and orally. He knew that vaginal intercourse was the ultimate pleasure that any man could receive. And that Maggie was the absolute best at that with him. It was a shared pleasure, a shared love, a shared passion, like nothing else in the world.

But fellatio was fantastic in its own way. When Maggie performed this on Max, he knew it was a great act of love and sacrifice. She sacrificed her own physical pleasure in a subservient act of love to give him a uniquely powerful experience. And by doing so, she owned him completely. Her sacrifice swelled his heart with love for her in ways she could never really know.

He felt a twinge of selfishness, but he also loved what she was doing to him. Slowly he began to rock his hips to the rhythm of her own sucking. His own pleasure seizing control of his body. He couldn't have refused her attention if he wanted, but that wasn't happening anyway.

"Oh Maggie. You don't know how fantastic that feels."

She continued her oral activities on his cock, sucking, licking, pulling on his manhood. She had one hand around the base of his cock, pumping him. And then she cupped his balls with her other hand. A jolt of super-charged pleasure racked his body. His knees buckled a bit and he moaned even louder.

"If you keep this up much longer, you will have me cumming." he warned her.

He had no idea her thoughts about him cumming in her mouth, or possibly on her chest or elsewhere. He wasn't in control of his own body and hoped she would take charge of the situation when it came. And it was coming soon.
 
Maggie looked up at Max as he issued his warning of it not being much longer if she kept going the way she was, she gave him a wink as she straightened her body a little bit, slipping his shaft between her full breasts as she continued to suck the head of his cock softly.

She grabbed his hips and pulled him in closer to her this way he pushed deeper into her cleavage and with each gentle bob of her head he was either pushing up into her hot mouth of her was being rubbed between her firm breasts. She took her mouth away from his skin and worked him gently as she whispered up at him in a soft but very seductive voice

" I want you to cum Max... I love pleasing you"

Keeping her eyes on his, she slowly circled the tip of his cock with the tip of her tongue, tasting the pre-cum that formed on it. One hand kept hold of his hip while the other moved gently between his legs again and squeezed his cum-heavy balls, massaging them as she used her arms to squeeze her breasts tighter around his shaft as it worked back and forth through them.

She wanted Max to realize that she was willing to do anything and everything for him, that pleasing him was more then enough to please her as well. She wanted him to cum in her mouth, as a matter of fact, she wanted him to cum anywhere he wanted to. She was completely his and she wanted, no she needed him to know that she belonged to him, as much as he belonged to her.
 
Max wasn't that surprised when Maggie switched from deep-throating his cock to a titty-fuck. He was surprised when she kept licking and sucking the head of his cock. She was giving him mixed signals about if, or where she wanted him to cum.

His cock being pushed between her large breasts felt amazing. She could change how tight or loose his cock would slide between her heavenly orbs. Those feelings coupled with the sensations of her lips and tongue on his cock-head made this an exquisite experience.

"Oh Maggie. Feels so good. You keep finding new ways to pleasure me."

Max continued to stroke his cock between her breasts. And she kept fondling his heavy balls. The sensations were incredible. He could feel that special stirring deep in his loins that clearly indicated that his orgasm was imminent.

"Oh fuck. I'm going to cum. Maggie. I'm going to cum." Max wanted to give her one last warning.

He closed his eyes and threw back his head. She would decide where he spewed his seed.

And then he felt the jolt as the hot sticky fluid rushed through his body and jetted out of his cock. Once, twice, and a third big shot. Then followed by more spurts that were not so large. His cock felt afire. It throbbed uncontrollably in pleasure. His knees buckled, but he didn't fall as his hands on her head kept him steady.
 
Maggie had been watching Max as she continued her display, pleasuring him in every way that she could think of in this position. When he warned her about his impending orgasm she waited until he threw his head back to engulf the tip of his cock completely in her hot little mouth, moaning softly as she swallowed shot after shot of his hot seed into her mouth and down her throat.

She held him tightly by his hips as his hands held her head in place, she could feel the trembling in his legs and knew had she not been right there he would have dropped. When he finally stopped shaking and the last shot of cum spewed into her mouth, she slowly pulled her mouth away from him, leaning back and opening her mouth so Max could see how much was still left sitting on her tongue before she closed her mouth and swallowed then slowly licked over her lips and stood up in front of him.

"why don't you lay down before you fall. Would you like some wine while you get your strength back?" Maggie winked at him and then moved over to grab the wine he had brought with him then crawled gently on her bed on her knees with one glass in each hand. "Mmmmmm, wine and Max are quickly becoming my favorite combination."
 
Max was in awe about how Maggie pleasured and pampered him. The blowjob was incredible, easily the best he ever had. He didn't fully understand his emotions when Maggie opened her mouth and showed him his cum on her tongue and then she swallowed. That was so erotic. He also knew that was a tremendous act of giving from her to him. She showed that she would do just about anything for him. She loved him totally and his own heart was full of love for her.

Then she lead him to bed and served him a glass of wine.

"Are you trying to make me love you even more?" Max asked Maggie. "I am not sure that is possible. I love you completely. But then you do incredible things like this."

He took a big sip of his wine and then set his wine glass, and Maggie's wine glass on the table.

"So Wine and I are your favorite combination? I believe that Wine and You are my favorite."

Max guided Maggie's body to lay on her back on the bed. He knelt over her and kissed her lips followed by kisses to her chin and then her neck. Sensually he placed kisses, or ran his tongue over her body as he descended down over her fabulous form. He took his time and didn't miss any part of her; her shoulders, her breasts, her nipples. Down over her breast bone he continued, kissing her tummy her mound, finally reaching his destination, that special place at the juncture of her legs and body. Her soft moans and coos told him that she was enjoying his attentions.

Max settled down between her legs, forcing her to open up more for him. He wasted no time and began to lick her already damp honey-pot.

"As always you are very tasty. And I know quite a bit about tasty things." he told her. "You know I am already addicted to this."

He began with gentle licks over her swelling labia. Then he pressed the tip of his tongue between her lips and began to explore inside her wet fleshy folds. As he slowly fucked her with his tongue he gently pressed his thumb over her clit, not moving it, not much pressure, but just a touch against the sensitive nub.

As he licked her, her fluids became more abundant and he eagerly lapped them into his mouth, enjoying her taste and the textures of her sex.
 
Maggie smiled as Max guided her body back on top the bed, each soft kiss and lick he placed on her skin caused gentle purrs and moans to escape from her.

When he settled himself between her legs Maggie bent her legs up, one on each side of his head so that she opened herself for him. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes as his tongue moved over her labia and as the tip pressed past her lips and started to move, her hips followed the rhythm of his tongue. She gasped out when he lightly touched her clit with his thumb, the soft touch alone was enough to make her body tremble.

She could feel the mix of her own fluids as well as his dripping from her core and down over her hidden rose. The more he licked the louder her moans got and the more she pressed herself against his mouth, her entire body was shaking and her hips jerked upward slightly.

Her inner walls were clenching around his tongue as he moved it in and out of her. She was in awe at how easily Max could drive her to orgasm and how often he loved doing it. She leaned up slightly, looking down at him, panting and coo-ing with delight, one hand moving to the back of his head, grabbing his hair gently and holding him in place while her orgasm ripped through her body.
 
Max loved to give orgasms to Maggie, either with his cock, or with his tongue and fingers. Of course sexual intercourse was the preferred method, but giving oral was also a favorite. This time she had orgasmed without him inserting any fingers, just his tongue inside her, and his thumb applying a gentle touch on her clit. She must have been very aroused for just that to send her over the edge.

He pulled his thumb back, knowing that her clit would be super sensitive during and immediately after her orgasm. Max left his tongue at her opening, feeling her orgasm as it made her pussy spasm. She gushed and he licked her fluids into his mouth.

Max waited for Maggie's breathing to return to normal. Her body relaxed as the effects of the orgasm subsided. She released her hand that had been holding his head in place. He liked her gripping him as that was a sure sign that she wanted him to continue and not stop prematurely.

Max was jealous of women for several reasons, and one of those was that they were capable of being multi-orgasmic. And he loved those occasions when he could produce orgasms one after another until she begged him to stop. This felt like one of those times.

He began licking her wet swollen lips again. She purred. Then he slipped a couple of fingers inside her slit, curling them up to massage her G-spot. He started slowly, just giving her gentle sensations, judging her arousal and then raising the intensity in step with her body's responses.

Soon she was thrusting her hips at him and she had her hand firmly again on his head, pressing him into her sex. He loved it when his lover did this, insisting that he continue. And continue he intended to do.

Max inserted a third finger into Maggie as his tongue moved up to her clit. The moment he gave her clit a firm lick, her body flinched and she moaned. Knowing it wouldn't take long to fully reignite her arousal, he picked up the pace with his fingers and began to lick her clit with long hard licks.

Maggie began to writhe on the bed. Her moans were intermixed with gasping for air.

He inserted a fourth finger, shoving his hand so that his knuckles spread her opening tight. He licked her clit as fast and as as hard as he could.

She screamed as her orgasm shattered her body and she shook violently, thrashing about on the bed. Max wrapped his free hand behind her and held her firmly, his fingers filling her vagina, his tongue on her swollen, sensitive nub. He loved face-riding a woman in the throes of an uncontrollable orgasm. And Maggie definitely was having such an orgasm.
 
Maggie was panting hard as Max kept his tongue on her nub, riding out the next orgasm that he was giving her. Her entire body quivered and jerked with the orgasm and she could tell just how much Max was enjoying giving her another one.

She purred softly once the orgasm finally subsided but gasped when she felt his tongue move over her swollen clit another time, She leaned up bracing herself and looked down at him, her eyes catching his. She smiled sweetly and took a deep breath to regulate herself and was still panting. She shifted her hips slightly and moaned as it made his tongue move over her clit again, she dropped her head back against the bed and lifted her hips, wanting him to continue the oral assault on her very sensitive and tender pussy.

She'd tell him later just how much she loved his face buried in her pussy when she came but for now, if he was willing to continue she was more then willing to let him do so. Later on she would return the favor in anyway that he wanted her to but for now, she was hoping that even though she was sensitive and slightly sore, that he would make her cum again. Of course, she did want him inside of her again but for now, she couldn't get enough of his eating her pussy like she was the rarest treat he could ever have.
 
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Her second orally induced orgasm had been tremendous, judging by her body language which was very easy to read from his position. Her thrashing about, her quivering legs, and her gasping for air were unmistakable signs. The way her vaginal muscles spasmed around his fingers was incredible, actually causing some pain to his hand. But he loved it. Max wanted to give her an orgasm to remember, and it was obvious he had succeeded.

Max pulled his face away from her clit and then slowly removed his hand from her vagina as her orgasm slowly subsided. He stared into her face as he licked his lips and pulled in as much of her nectar as he could. Then he wiped his chin and cheeks with his hand. Her fluids had covered half his face. His tongue and jaw were a bit sore, but he thought he had another round still in him. And all the while his cock was getting hard and horny again.

He watched her with great love in his heart as the latest orgasm slowly washed out of her body. Her cunt was a mess; swollen, stretch, wet, and red for all the activities. Her sex aroma filled the air. As he thought about her and smelled her sex, it made him even hornier. But giving her a third oral orgasm was really on his mind.

Max slowly lowered his head between her legs and every so tenderly kissed her puffy sensitive nether lips. Maggie raised her head and glared at Max as if to question 'Again?'.

He smiled at her and nodded his head almost in a sadistic way. He knew a third orgasm could be wonderfully pleasurable and terribly painful all at the same time. That peculiar combination of pain and pleasure that would likely leave her feeling like a mass of quivering jello. And she might likely love the experience.

Max had avoided stimulation to another major erogenous zone - her breasts. Having done so, they would be very sensitive to touch, almost to the point of creating an orgasm by breast stimulation alone.

Beginning at her clit, he began to lick upwards, over her mons, her belly and up to her breasts. Just this change in sensations was sufficient to elicit moans from Maggie. At her breasts, he alternated kisses and licks over her soft flesh, first around the edges and moving inward towards her nipple. When he finally touched her nipple with his tongue he found it very hard and erect. She flinched at his touch. He gave oral love to her nipple, licking and sucking gently upon it.

These simple touches drove Maggie crazy. Her body was writhing while she moaned and wailed. His hand grasped her other nipple and began to play with it, rolling it, pinching it. It soon became evident that she was near orgasm, but he wasn't sure if nipple stimulation along would push her over the edge.

He replaced his mouth with his other hand on her nipple while he slid back down the bed and buried his face into her crotch. He licked her pussy again and again while continuing the nipple stimulation with his fingers. After three or four licks on and between her lips, he went for her clit, licking and sucking it into his mouth.

The combined stimulation on her nipples and clit did the trick. Her whole body started convulsing wildly in a massive orgasm. He released her nipples and grabbed her butt so as to keep his face on her pussy, his tongue on her clit. She screamed. She wailed. She kicked her legs and did her best to pull him off of her. But he rode it out.

In exhaustion she collapsed on the bed, surrendering to the aftershocks of her orgasm. Her legs continued to twitch uncontrollably and she simply let go of his head.

Max wasn't sure, be he thought it likely that Maggie had passed out.

She was just a mass of quivering flesh.
 
Maggie lay back on the bed, her eyes closed as the most recent, earth shattering orgasm finally died down. Her entire body was trembling uncontrollably and she panted to catch her breath still feeling Max's mouth on her. Her heartbeat finally slowed and she purred in satisfaction as he finally moved his mouth off of her and crawled up to lay next to her in the bed.

Without opening her eyes she reached over and grabbed his hand intertwining her fingers with his as he trailed them along her thigh. She turned her head in his direction, blinking her eyes open slowly and offering him a smile. "As much as I would Love to return the favor, you've managed to make me feel like jello."

She giggled softly and leaned in close, pressing her lips to his softly and tasting herself on him. She let out a soft moan as her tongue traced over his lips slowly then laid back against the bed, completely worn out from the multiple orgasms Max gave her.

She hadn't meant to, but she had fallen asleep next to him and when she woke up Max was asleep as well. She wondered if he had gotten up after she passed out and dealt with his issue personally or if he was just as worn out from his performance that he had just fallen asleep as well.

She gently moved away from him, realizing she needed to relieve herself, and headed into the bathroom. She giggled to herself at the way the soreness of her well devoured pussy made her stumble as she walked, she didn't even bother to close the door to the bathroom figuring there was no real point.

After getting the relieve she needed she returned back to the bedroom and stood at the end of the bed, looking down at Max as he laid, sleeping on his back. The sheet was tented making his hard shaft the focal point of her attention. Maggie moved slowly onto the bed, careful not to wake him up just yet, she pulled the sheet down from his body and leaned in, pressing a trail of soft kisses from his left side to his right side along his waist then back to the middle her tongue flicking slowly along the thin trail of hair from his navel down to his hard cock.

She stopped for a moment as he let out a soft sigh, looking up to see his eyes were still closed and he appeared to be sleeping. Satisfied that her soft kisses had not woken him up, she was determined to return the favor from earlier.

She gently grabbed his shaft and kissed the head of his cock softly, she then swirled her tongue over it, smiling as Max's body jerked slightly under her, she stopped a minute and looked up, just to double check and then took him slowly into her mouth, moving her tongue up and down along the veiny underside of his shaft then along the ridge of the tip. She started to suck gently, her eyes on Max, her hand wrapped around the base and slowly stroking up and down. She heard his soft moans and started to increase her suction, and the pace of her strokes, her eyes never leaving Max's face.
 
Max was exhausted from three rounds of performing cunnilingus. He always puts everything he has into making love. And eating Maggie's pleasure center was no different. When finished, he was satisfied that he had fully pleasured every nerve, every muscle, and every fiber of her body.

He moved up next to her on the bed and they kissed a while. He was certain that she could taste her own juices which were all over his mouth, his lips, his cheeks, and especially inside his mouth and on his tongue. She admitted that she felt like jello, a quivering mass. And he hoped she enjoyed the feeling.

Soon she fell asleep in his arms and he joined her in slumber quickly thereafter.

When he awoke he felt the most incredible sensations, a warm wet mouth wrapped around his aching cock. He slowly opened his eyes to discover Maggie staring at him while she sucked, licked, and stroked his cock.

Max moaned in the pleasure and smiled broadly at Maggie before laying his head back on the pillow. He wondered if it was possible to awaken like this every day.

Maggie gave a clinic on oral worship of an erect cock. She ran her tongue around the ridge of the head, and then slowly sucked his cock into her mouth, allowing him to feel her lips tightly wrapped around him, each millimeter by millimeter as she took him in. Then she reversed course and slowly withdrew his manhood from her mouth.

Next she used the tip of her tongue to trace down the outside ridge of his rod until she reached his balls. She licked each ball and then taking one at a time, sucked it into her mouth. Never had he experience such intense pleasure from his testicles.

Releasing his balls, she slipped her index finger into her mouth and covered it with her saliva. Then as she took his cock back into her mouth, she pressed the wet fingertip against his rosebud. His muscle relaxed and she pushed her finger into him. A mix of pain and pleasure reverberated through his body as she began to suck his cock with more fervor as she finger fucked his ass.

Max wasn't sure how long he could last before his orgasm came, but he wanted the ecstasy he was feeling to last as long as possible.

"Oh. . . . . . Maggie." was all her could say.
 
Maggie wasn't sure how he was going to react when she pushed her wet fingertip against his tight little rosebud but he seemed to be accepting of it and his entire body quivered when she started to move it slowly in and out, her head bobbing up and down on his hard shaft with the same rhythm.

She felt his hands move to the back of her head after a few minutes of her sucking and licking his cock and her finger moving slightly faster in and out of him. She looked up at Max and gave a gentle nod of her head, letting him know that it was ok for him to push her head down. His eyed widened slightly as if he was shocked that she was agreeing with it, but the thought must have left his head when she lowered down more on her own and his hands held her down and lightly pushed against her.

She gagged just a little and then tilted her head, giving her a better angle in which to take him into her throat deeper. She kept her eyes locked on Max as she swallowed around the tip of his cock and it slipped deeper in, the shaft being constricted by her throat for a few seconds before she pulled back as much as his hands let her and then repeated the process.

Before long She felt Max tense under her, his tight hole squeezed around her finger and his hands pushed her head down again, holding her in place as he let go, his cock jerking and shooting load after load of his cum down her throat. When he finally stopped and let go of Maggie's head she slowly pulled her mouth off his cock, and removed her finger slowly from inside of him, licking her lips she offered him a smile and crawled up next to him, pressing a soft kiss on his lips.

"Good Morning"
 
His orgasm had been very powerful. His muscles had trembled all over his body. His heart was pounding and he was breathing deeply, trying to catch his breath. Her oral skills combined with her finger in his ass, on his prostrate, had made it all the more intense. And she swallowed all his cum without spilling a drop. He knew this was an act of love.

Max thought it unfortunate that male cum was not as sweet tasting as the fluids of a female. So her taking his load, suddenly and completely was indeed an honor. When she lay beside him and gave him a soft kiss, he decided to show that he understood what she had done for him, and what she had allowed him to fill her mouth and throat with.

Max pressed his open mouth against Maggie's lips and forced his tongue into her mouth. This obviously surprised her and she attempted to pull back, but he grasped the back of her head and held her firm. His tongue fully explored her mouth and pulled back as much of his own cum as he could taste. Yes, his cum was a bitter in taste. But if she was willing to take a mouth full of his load, then he was willing to do so also. He loved her so much for how she loved him.

When he finally broke their kiss, he replied to her "Good morning to you as well."

They realized that she had a photo shoot that day and they needed to get moving. Maggie headed for the shower while Max first used the toilet and then joined her in the shower. As they dried off a bit later, he thought that he needed to keep some spare clothing and toiletries at her place, just as he made arrangements for her to leave things at his place. He really couldn't attend her photo shoot in the suit he had worn the previous night, so he would have to go home to change, and then catch up with her later.
 
Maggie pulled her hair up in a ponytail, and slipped a pair of yoga pants, a black bra and a red tank top on then went out into the kitchen to get coffee going. She leaned against the counter as she went through the schedule on her phone for the day that was waiting on her. She smiled at Max as he walked into the kitchen and towards her, placing his hands on her hips and leaning in to kiss her softly.

"How did you sleep Max?"

She turned in his arm and poured them both coffee then turned back handing him his mug. There were a few things that she wanted to talk to him about regarding keeping things at each other's place and whether or not he wanted to break his lease and just move in with her....Woah...did she just think that?

She took a sip of her coffee and then put the mug on the counter along with her phone and wrapped her arms around Max's neck leaning in to kiss him softly.

"I need to go into the agency this morning and then meet with Ivan for the photo shoot...Are you going to stop by today or do you just want to see me tonight for dinner? I think my Dad planned on stopping at the shoot before he leaves this afternoon."

She kissed him again and ran her fingers through his hair gently pressing her body to his and sighing softly. She could stay in his arms like this forever but she had to get her ass moving and she was sure he had thing he probably needed to do as well.
 
"I slept wonderful." Max replied while accepting the mug of coffee. "But the 'Wake-Up call' was the best part." He winked at her and then they kissed.

"I would very much like to see you working today. And your dad and Brian will be there also? I assume you will be at Ivan's studio or do you two have another location for the shoot?"

Max thought about her bikini photo shoot and how her father and Brian would react to her dressed that way for photographs. Max assumed that they were well aware that she was a fashion model and they had probably seen her photos modeling swimwear or even lingerie. But actually seeing her dressed that way while working with Ivan could be an eye-opener to her father and Brian. Watching their reactions might be more interesting than watching Maggie so scantily clad.

Max took another sip of the delicious coffee. He thought about how nice life would be having coffee with her each and every morning. He could get accustomed to that very quickly.

"But I need to get home first, change clothes and check my email. My editor may have suggested some updates to my latest article. Hopefully I can catch up with you and Ivan later this morning."

Their living arrangements were a bit awkward, running back-n-forth between their two places to change clothes and such. They had each offered to have the other leave personal items at their own condo, but he knew that was only a stop-gap measure before their relationship took the next step and they moved in together. At least he assumed that was their relationship path.

"Remember we have dinner reservations for tonight. Pick you up about 7:40. Maybe we should discuss our living arrangements over dinner."

He watched for her reaction to that last comment about living arrangements.
 
Maggie smiled at him when he reminded her about the reservations for tonight as well as mentioned them discussing the living arrangements. She leaned in and kissed him softly then walked with him to the door, they kissed again and he turned to head back to his place to change and get on with his day while Maggie grabbed her things and headed out to meet her Dad and Brian for breakfast before her shoot.

After breakfast they told her goodbye and headed to the airport, her dad deciding he really didn't want to go to one of her photo shoots because he didn't really want to know what all she went through to get the pictures that she did. She gave them both a hug and then headed over to Ivan's studio for the bikini shoot.

As usual Ivan was in a mood and decided he was going to make Maggie's life hell for the day and when 7 pm finally came around he told her they were done and that she could leave. She smiled and rolled her eyes at him then headed home to shower and get ready for dinner with Max.

She stood under the shower washing the sweat and glitter from her body, she had picked out a simple red dress for dinner tonight and had just gotten out of the shower when she heard the door open to her place. She wrapped a towel around her body and walked out of the bathroom to see Max standing there with flowers in his hand.

"I'm running late, I'm sorry, Ivan was in a really bad mood today."
 
Max was standing in Maggie's living room dressed in one of his best suits holding a bouquet of flowers for her. She stood there fresh out of the shower, dripping wet from head to toe, with just a towel wrapped around her body. He had come a bit early to apologize for missing her photo shoot. And she was apologizing for running late, through no fault of her own.

They stared at each other and then both burst out laughing.

"What a fine couple we are." Max began. "Should I strip and jump in the shower? Or should I wait while you get fancied up for dinner?"

Max set the flowers down on the kitchen counter, took her into his arms and kissed her.

"We're going to be late!" she exclaimed as she pushed away from him and turned back towards the bathroom.

Max caught the backside of her towel and flipped it up with one hand while giving a playful swat to her exposed bare bottom with his other hand.

"That's for running late." He said with a smirk. "And if you continue to be bad, there will be more of that kind of punishment." Maggie looked over her shoulder at him and he winked back at her.

While Maggie was getting ready, Max put the flowers into a vase with some water. He then called their driver, Fred, and said they would be coming down to the limo about 8:15. Fred offered to call the restaurant and delay their reservation from 8:00 to 8:30. Max thanked him and made a note to again give Fred a bonus tip.

While waiting for Maggie, Max looked around her condo while considering their living arrangements. Did it really make sense for each of them to keep extra clothes and personal items at each other's place? Should they consider moving in with one another? That would be a big step in their relationship. He knew that she had purchased her condo, part of her savings investment strategy, while he was only renting the condo where he was living. So if they lived together, it made more sense to do so in her place. Both condos were spacious and in good locations. He also liked the way she had decorated her condo. It wasn't frilly or obviously a woman's place.

And what was her thinking on the subject? Maybe she wanted to have her own place where she could go for privacy. Even thinking about them moving in together was making a big assumption concerning her desires. It was a delicate subject, but he felt they were ready for that discussion.

Just after 8:00 Maggie came out and did her runway style presentation, stopping before him, hands on hips, and then slowly pivoting to allow him to feast his eyes on all of her beauty front, sides, and rear. He whistled at her.

"You never cease to amaze me with your beauty." He told her.

He put his suit jacket back on and escorted her out to the waiting limo.
 
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