The Food Critic's Temp Wife {closed}

Maggie jumped at the swat to her ass and giggled at Max's threat as she made her way into her room to get dressed. She wasn't sure about the red dress she had originally picked out so she went into her closet and picked out a light blue dress with a deep V neck and a slit on both sides going up to mid thigh.

She walked out of her room after getting dressed and smiled when she did her little 'catwalk' impression and Max whistled. She gave him a soft kiss and then they headed out to the car, Fred smiling at them as he held the door for them. Maggie scooted in just enough that Max could fit and then leaned in close and kissed him again softly.

As they rode to the restaurant she looked at him and bit her lip before speaking softly " I think we should talk about our living arrangements and where we plan on going in this relationship Max....What do you think?"
 
Once again Max was amazed at Maggie's ability to read his thoughts. They really had a special sort of connection, unlike anything he had experienced with anyone else in his life.

Her words filled his head, "I think we should talk about our living arrangements and where we plan on going in this relationship."

Max first thought about the last part of her statement. Just the other day they had openly talked about getting married, but he thought that they agreed that they first needed to learn more about each other before making the BIG commitment. He assumed that the general plan was still working towards that goal.

So was she shifting their plans? Accelerating the date? Or was the topic of the direction of their relationship only a part of discussing their living arrangements?

He took Maggie's hands in his hands and looked her in the eye. Her smile and beauty just melted his heart. He so loved being with her.

"The other day we spoke about marriage, and getting to know each other better before making that commitment. I hope that is still our intentions. I hope you aren't changing that."

He paused a moment and then continued.

"I also have been thinking about our living arrangements. We have both offered to have the other keep clothing and other personal items in our own condo as that will make our "sleep overs" easier. This new living arrangement is a step towards getting to know each other better.

"But I admit that while it helps our situation, it will still be awkward.

"Is this what you want to discuss?"
 
"I'm not changing our original plans I was asking about what we wanted to do as far as the living situation. Things are awkward in some ways yes, I mean, we haven't known each other long at all and while I think our best course of moving forward is keeping spare clothing at each other's places well, In truth, I think you paying rent on something while I own seems a bit silly. My place has 2 rooms one of which is completely empty. So...well....I guess what I am trying to say is... Oh I don't know"

Maggie looked down, she really wanted to just ask him to move in with her, but what if it wasn't what he wanted? What if he wanted the freedom of having his own space completely? She didn't want to rush into things more then they already have but the truth is she actually wanted all of this for the first time in her life she had never been more sure of anything.

She doubted she would ever find anyone that complimented her the way he did and she felt that she complimented him just as well. At this point the car had stopped and Fred came around and opened the door for them to get out. Max got out first and then turned and offered Maggie his hand with a smile. She took it and got out of the car then headed into the restaurant with Max's arm around her waist. The Hostess smiled at them and guided them to the far back corner, where they had privacy, handed them menus and walked away.
 
"Have I told you that you look stunning tonight?" Max looked at Maggie with a smile on his face and dreamy stars in his eyes. He couldn't believe his good fortunes over the past two weeks.

The Hostess had given them menus, but they had hardly looked at them. Max requested the Wine Steward and ordered a bottle of Pinot Griggio for them to enjoy before dinner. Soon they were sipping the delicious white wine.

"We should continue our earlier conversation about living arrangements. You mentioned that you thought it silly for me to pay rent while you own such a nice condo." Max paused before he delivered the next line, finishing her thought.

"Were you about to say that I should just move in with you? That sounds so logical and practical. It also warms my heart and sounds so lovingly wonderful. However, it is also so crazy. Do you realize that we have know each other for less than two weeks?"

He stopped for her to answer. She hesitated and he realized that what he had implied was that they shouldn't take this step at this time. But that wasn't what he meant to imply at all. He hurriedly completed his thought.

"It is crazy, but it is what I want us to do. If you are asking me to move in with you, the answer is 'Yes'. I AM crazy in love with you Maggie."
 
Maggie sipped her wine as she listened to what Max was saying and when he stopped after bringing up the fact that they had only known each other for less then two weeks her heart sank. She knew this was to good to be true. She bit the corner of her lip and played with her glass slightly as she looked down at the menu, getting so lost in her own thoughts that she didn't hear the next part of what he said until he spoke her name.

She looked up at him with a slight smile and gently placed her napkin on the table and stood up "I'll be right back, I need to use the restroom." She excused herself from the table and then stopped at his side, placing her hand on his shoulder gently "Could you order for me? I trust anything you choose"

She leaned in and placed a soft kiss on his cheek then headed towards the ladies room with a quickness in her step. Her stomach was in sudden knots and she just needed a moment or two to collect her thoughts. She knew she had missed part of what Max had said so she wasn't going to jump to any conclusions and if her was saying no to moving in with her, well that was understandable. She didn't want him to feel rushed and the more she thought about it the more she realized that it was a silly suggestion.

They needed more time to get to know each other, 2 weeks, well less then two weeks, was not a proper time frame to get to know each other's quirks anyway. She checked her makeup in the mirror and reapplied the light lipstick then headed back out to the table and sat across from Max once more. "So what did you decide on for dinner?"
 
Max didn't know what to do. Just when he thought that he and Maggie were coming together so well, something happened that made him question their relationship. He had just told her that he was crazy in love with her and wanted to move in with her. He thought that was what she was asking him to do. But her reaction was to abruptly rise and leave the table. Had he misread her so badly? What was she thinking about him, and about the two of them?

As Maggie walked away from the table, Max could see that the waiter was watching and appeared to hold off approaching the table to take their order. Max thought that was best. He needed to talk with Maggie first. She had made him upset, even a bit angry with her. He loved her so much that when she appeared to reject him, he took it very hard. He tried to calm himself down by taking deep breaths, and a long sip of the red wine.

After several minutes Maggie returned to the table and asked "What did you decide on for dinner?"

The question was unexpected as he wasn't even thinking about dinner, even though they were in one of the best restaurants in the city. He could only think about Maggie and how she reacted to his declaration.

"Maggie, I can't think about dinner." Max was visibly shaken. "I told you that I am madly in love with you. I thought you asked me to move in with you. I said 'Yes', and then you abruptly got up and left.

"Did I misunderstand your intentions? Have I done something wrong?
"
 
Maggie was about to sip from her glass after sitting when Max started speaking, she could tell from his tone that he was both upset and angry with her she looked at him somewhat stunned. Max's words hit her suddenly, she had thought he was saying' no' to her, which was why she walked away the way she did, she didn't want to break down into tears in the middle of the restaurant, but then when he spoke, that wasn't what he was saying, in fact, he was saying the opposite, he did want to move in with her.

She got up from her chair and walked over to him, he looked up at her but scooted his chair back enough to where it looked like he was going to stand as well. She took the opportunity to slip into his lap and wrap her arms around his neck. She pressed her lips gently to his, kissing him softly and then whispered so only he could hear her.

"I'm sorry, I thought you were saying 'No' I had to step away for a moment because I felt crushed. I stopped hearing you when you said we hadn't known each other that long. Forgive me?" She kissed him again and remained in his lap, her legs draped over his.
 
Max was so relieved to hear Maggie say "Forgive me?" It had all been a misunderstanding. Possibly he hadn't chosen his earlier words very well and she had obviously misunderstood. He loved that she had come to him and initiated such intimate contact by sitting in his lap, even there in the fancy restaurant. It appeared that none of the other patrons, or the staff, paid any special attention to them, although he was sure that many did discretely notice.

Max now felt conflicted in a different way. He knew that they needed to have dinner so that he could update his restaurant review. But he also wanted to be much more intimate with Maggie and to discuss their living arrangements. He wasn't even sure if he still had an appetite for dinner or could concentrate on reviewing the dinner.

"Maggie. We need to have a serious conversation about our living arrangements. And I don't think I can concentrate on reviewing this restaurant while I am so focused upon you." He stared into her eyes with all the love his body had.

"I just want to sweep you up in my arms and carry you out to the limo and quickly back home.

"What do you say? Do we stay and have dinner? Or do we go and have some time alone?
"
 
Maggie knew that Max had to get this review done but she wanted to be alone with him just as much as he wanted to be alone with her and then he went and made the decision of leaving it up to her. She could see how much he didn't really want to be in public right now and of course she could feel it as well as he slowly traced circles up and down alone her bare back.

She signaled for the waiter to come to the table and once he arrived she gave him a sweet smile and asked if he could go up to the host and find out if there was an open reservation tomorrow night as she wasn't really feeling all that well tonight. The waiter smiled at her and did as she asked leaving them in peace for a few more minutes. "I guess you can tell what my decision on the matter is. Why don't you call Fred and ask him to meet us out front to take us home?"

As Maggie finished talking the waiter came up and informed them that there was in fact an open reservation for tomorrow night at 630 and that he had them changed to that time. He told them the wine had been comped for the evening and that they would see them tomorrow night then left the table. Maggie placed a soft kiss on Max's cheek and got up from his lap, going over to fetch her purse.

She went back to Max and they walked hand in hand out of the restaurant to the waiting Limo where Fred held the door for them, and even played along with their rouse, saying he was sorry to hear that she wasn't feeling well and would get them home as quickly and safely as possible. Maggie smiled at him and slipped into the Limo and as soon as Max had gotten in and the door was shut behind him, she slid back into his lap and kissed him deeply. "shall we head back to OUR Home now?"
 
Max thought that Maggie handled the waiter very well. When the waiter told them that they were rescheduled for the following evening, Max knew they had made the right decision. He managed to get a $100 bill out of his wallet and drop in on the table as they left. The waiter had been nice to comp the bottle of wine, but Max knew that by paying for the wine and leaving a tip, he would ensure the best of service the next night.

As they got into the limo, Maggie asked about heading back to "their home". Max knew, of course, that she was referring to her condo. But he had planned some special activities at his own place that night.

Thinking quickly he realized that he could make both their plans work together.

"I am assuming that if we go back to your place, I will find myself there in the morning without any clean clothes. Can we stop by my place first and let me grab a few items?" Max knew he would be getting more than just clothes and toiletries and that he could move his plans to her condo.

She nodded affirmatively and Max told Fred to first swing by his place before taking them eventually over to her condo. Fred was always willing to accommodate them.

When they arrived at his condo, Max escorted Maggie inside. Once they reached his condo, he asked her to wait in his living area while he packed an overnight bag. Max grabbed a small suitcase and packed a change of clothes and some personal items. Then he opened the nightstand drawer and took some of the play toys he had for them, including some wrist cuffs, various restraints, a blindfold, nipple clamps, butt plug, lube, and vibrators. These items he placed into a silk bag inside his overnight bag.

"I think I am ready to go." Max announced as he appeared back in the living room. Taking his bag in one hand, and Maggie in his other hand, they went back down to the waiting limo and made the short ride over to her place.
 
While Max went into his room to pack a bag Maggie looked around his place, there really weren't very many 'homie' touches and she wondered if any of the furniture was his or if he had just found a furnished condo to make his life easier. She would have to ask him about it later, They had a lot to discuss if this was what they both wanted.

She stood in the foyer looking at the picture collections on the wall, one in particular had caught her eye, it was a landscape shot that she had seen a few times before and she absolutely loved it. When Max came out of his room with a bag proclaiming he was ready to go she smiled at him and took the hand he offered to walk back out to the car.

The ride over to her place was very short and she thought it rather silly that they didn't just walk over but then it seemed to her that Fred really enjoyed the time he got to spend driving them around. She wondered if Max had noticed it as well but then shrugged it off, it probably had a lot to do with how well Max tipped everyone that waited on them.

Fred let them out of the car and said goodnight to them both as they walked into the building and headed up to her, well their, place. She unlocked the door and lead Max inside then headed to the kitchen to grab a bottle of wine and two glasses. As she came out she kicked her heels off and pushed them to the side of the hall, against the wall then headed into the living room and sat on the couch, placing the wine and glasses on the coffee table.

"I'm not sure about you but I am still a little hungry, would you like to order something while we talk about everything?"
 
"I suppose we should have eaten before we rushed out of the restaurant. It was just that I felt we needed to talk, and needed privacy." As Max spoke his stomach rumbled as if trying to express its own opinion on the matter. Max chuckled.

"Yes we should eat." The moment those words left his mouth he had a mental image of his face planted between Maggie's legs, probably not the type of eating she was talking about.

"I'm open to just about anything for dinner. Italian, Chinese, maybe a pizza?" He decided to leave her off that list, instead thinking he might have her for dessert.

Max removed his jacket and tie, placing them over the back of a chair. Then he sat next to Maggie on the couch and poured them each a generous amount of the wine.

"I must admit that you have taken my heart by storm. Never in my life have I fallen so quickly in love. And never have I been so deeply in love. When we have these little misunderstandings, I panic. Losing you would be devastating."

He was watching her face, for her expressions and because she was beautiful to look at. He took a sip of wine before he continued.

"When you implied that we should live together, and that it made the most sense for me to move in here with you, my heart leaped in joy. Yes, Maggie, I very much would like to live with you. As for my condo, I have a year's lease, but the owner has indicated that I can break the lease at any time. The housing market is so hot they can re-lease it within a month and raise the rent. It is a furnished condo, so I actually have very few belongings to bring over here, just my clothes, personal items, and some photos and memories."
 
Maggie smiled as she watched Max remove his jacket and tie and place them carefully over the back of a chair and when he sat down she placed her hand gently on his thigh while she leaned over him to grab the phone that sat on the table behind him. She leaned back after placing a soft kiss on his cheek and grabbing her glass of wine to take a sip. "I think pizza is quick and easy although I'm not sure what wine goes well with pizza."

She winked at him and then called in the order to 'Romano's' which happened to be just across the street and delivered to her without complaint when she ordered. She put the phone on the coffee table then sat back in the couch crossing her legs and placing on hand on her knee while the other held her glass.

" I was wondering whether or not your condo came furnished. It honestly didn't give the feel of 'you' when I looked at it. I have a question however, there is a very beautiful landscape photo in your foyer, does that belong to you or did it come with the condo? And We don't have anything set up for tomorrow so if you are up for it we could get you packed and moved in this weekend before we leave for San Francisco. Again up to you of course."

Maggie shifted her position and then looked at Max, she wanted to get out of her dress but she knew they wouldn't get anything done if she changed. She placed her glass on the table after taking a sip and leaned in to press her lips softly to his, after a gentle kiss she whispered against his lips.

"I feel the same way you do, I couldn't bear to lose you. I know we are moving fast and I also know that neither of us rush into things, but this, with you...it feels so right"
 
Max was so overwhelmed with love for Maggie that he actually considered dropping to a knee and proposing marriage right there and then. But he resisted that urge. He knew that they had to be thorough in learning about each other, and living together would definitely move along their discoveries about each other. They were moving towards marriage, assuming they didn't discover any "deal breakers" along the path.

Maggie had asked Max about a photo in his condo. He knew instantly which one she referred to.

"Yes, that is a photo I took. I enjoy photography as a side hobby. That is one of the reasons that I enjoy attending your photo shoot sessions. I know I will never be as good as Ivan, but I would also love to take photos of you. Maybe some very private photos."

When Maggie proposed that he move in this weekend, he was initially startled. He thought a moment and realized there was no reason to delay. He could move in before their trip to San Francisco.

"Yes, I would like to move in tomorrow. It shouldn't take long."

Her kisses were very distracting, not that he minded being distracted in this manner. He loved kissing her, on all parts of her body. His mind wandered to having her in bed again and his cock throbbed in his pants. He imagined that living with her would likely result in a lot of sex. It would take some amount of self discipline to accomplish other things, like real work. She really was addicting.

"This is crazy. However, you are right to say that this does feel so very right. I do believe that I have found my perfect mate." He paused while he gazed into her eyes and he took another sip of wine.

"We have known each other less than two weeks. Moving in together is a huge step. It is so exciting, and also fraught with dangers. We are likely to unintentionally do things that annoy each other. We need to always be open and honest with each other and to discuss any issue, no matter how small. And I promise to always respect your opinions, even if I do not share the same opinion."

Max realized that he was rambling and doing all the talking.

"I am sorry. I am doing all the talking and I should instead be listening to you, my love."
 
Maggie sat listening to Max ramble with a smile as she sipped her wine. She was starting to pick up the little things about him, like when he seemed nervous he rambled, which she found adorable in truth. And then of course that when he spoke about how he felt his eyes sparkled and his tone of voice changed to one that sent a shiver up her spine and turned her on.

She was happy to hear that the picture she was admiring was his which meant it would be coming with him and hopefully hanging on one of the walls in the main living space and then a thought hit her, Max had never seen the other room of her place, yes, furniture wise it was empty, however wall wise it most definitely was not. Ivan had a habit of picking one of his favorite photos from each of their shoots and framing it as a reminder to Maggie that he was the best at capturing her in photos.

She found it odd but it was the little quirks about him that made him her favorite person to work with....well as far as photo shoots went anyway. She turned her attention back to Max and smiled again, leaning forward to place her glass on the table. As she went to speak the phone rang, the guard was asking if she had ordered pizza and she answered in the affirmative so he would let the delivery boy up. She hung up the phone and stood up looking at Max again and then running her hand through her hair.

"Pizza is here, I'll grab that and more wine if you want to take your bag to the bedroom and get changed. I know I want to get out of this dress and into something more comfortable myself as well."

She turned and headed towards the door just as a knock sounded on it, grabbing her purse she pulled out some cash and opened the door, handing over the money and getting the pizza in return. She walked towards the kitchen and grabbed some plates and napkins then the opened bottle of wine and headed back to the living room to place everything on the table, noticing Max had gotten up, probably to put his things away and change.

She made her way to the back bedroom to change as well, talking to him as she walked. " I don't foresee us having any issues that would make living together hard or not worth it but I am in total agreement with you when it comes to open lines of communication. The last thing we need are more misunderstandings then the few we've have due to miswording things or long silences. If you want to keep your place for a little while and see how things progress, I don't mind helping you pay for it. Not that you need the help, just an offer which I won't be offended if you turn down."

As she walked into bedroom she had hold of the hem of her dress and pulled it up over her head, tossing it to the floor and standing in the middle of the room now clad in a red lace thong, red garter belt and nude thigh high stockings. No bra of course because the dress she had been wearing didn't allow for one with the open back.

When Max turned around his jaw hung open and his eyes moved over her like it was the first time he was seeing her, she laughed softly and smiled at him "I love how each time you see me like this you look like a little boy that just unwrapped the one thing he wanted most for Christmas"
 
When the front desk guard called Maggie to say that the pizza delivery arrived, Max pickup up his bag and took it too the bedroom. He didn't bring a lot of items. His toiletry bag he put into the bathroom. He hung in the closet a couple of casual shirts and slacks. He also removed his suit and hung it up. It would need to go to the cleaners the next day. He removed his shirt and socks and left them in a pile on the closet floor, not yet having a place for dirty laundry. Returning to the bedroom dressed only in his boxer briefs, he continued to unpack by placing clean briefs and socks in a dresser drawer. He wasn't sure where to put the silk bag of "toys", so he put the bag under the bed, the side he normally slept on.

Max heard Maggie talking about open communications as she came into the bedroom. He turned to look at her just as she tossed her dress onto the floor. She stood before him naked above the waist and only wearing a red lace thong, garter belt and stockings. 'Damn, she knows how to push my sex buttons.' he thought as his cock twitched in his briefs.

Max heard her refer to him as a little boy on Christmas, and she was right. He marveled in her beauty and sensuality. Somehow she knew that red lace was a particular weakness of his. And those fabulous tits were pointing right at him. His cock twitch again.

He assumed the plan had been to dress comfortably and then have dinner. He could smell the pizza and his stomach was eager for some nourishment. But he knew that once they had eaten, they would like be shedding whatever clothing they had on and getting back into her bed.

"Shall we eat dinner dressed like this? Less to remove later."
 
Maggie walked over to her bed and set one of her stocking clad feet up on the edge, slowly rolling the first of the two down her thigh, over her calf and off her foot completely then laid it on the bed, the entire time she was doing it, Max has his eyes locked on her.

"I don't mind sitting around naked to be honest, I just had to get out of the dress and the stockings."

She switched her feet, dropping the one down and raising the other and repeating the process all over again to remove the offending garment. She thought about also removing the garter belt and then decided to just let it be and give Max something to do later after they ate.

Maggie walked over to Max and gave him a soft kiss before turning and heading back out into the main living room and sitting on the couch.

"I can't believe how hungry I am. So, I guess we need to fine tune some more details about the living arrangements huh?"
 
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Watching Maggie undress was such a turn-on for Max. Even something simple, like removing her stockings, was an erotic event for him. His cock twitched in his briefs, something she might have noticed. He thought to himself that maybe it wasn't such a good idea to eat dinner with only a single piece of clothing. It could get interesting.

They returned to the couch in the living room and pulled slices of pizza from the delivery box. It was decadent to be eating pizza and drinking a fine red wine while sitting in only their underwear. Max kept looking at her face, then dropping his eyes to her gorgeous tits, a view that made his cock twitch again. He didn't really care if she noticed or not. She also may have elevator eyes.

After finishing a slice of the pizza, Max set down his wine glass and turned to Maggie, kissing her on the lips while his hand fondled her firm breast. As his thumb played with her nipple, he realized that he smeared some of the pizza sauce onto her nipple with his thumb.

"Let me clean that for you." He said as he lowered his mouth to her nipple and licked it several times before taking it into his mouth to suckle.

Max knew that they should be discussing the topic of living together, but under the circumstances, he was more driven to enjoy the physical pleasures of their relationship.
 
Maggie sat beside Max, eating the slice of pizza she had grabbed and watching him as he continuously looked over her, his eyes often landing on her breasts. Not that she could honestly say anything because her eyes moved over him just as much and she noticed each time his cock jumped in his boxers. She loved the reaction she got from him simply by sitting beside him, it didn't seem to matter if she was dressed or not.

She took a sip of wine after finishing her pizza and right when she put the glass down on the table Max's lips were on hers. She kissed him back, a soft moan escaping into the kiss as he played with her nipple, causing it to harden. When he broke the kiss and mentioned the pizza sauce she had to laugh, the laugh was cut off and turned into another moan as he leaned down, licked over her nipple and then sucked it into his mouth.

She reached her hands back and ran her fingers through his hair as he suckled her nipple making it even harder in his mouth. She knew they needed to talk and also knew that he was aware of the conversation they needed to have but she didn't care at this point. She moved one hand to the bulge in his boxers and started to trace her fingers along the outline of him, feeling his cock twitch again, this time from her touch.

"How about we talk a little later, when we are to worn out to be playful?"

Maggie pulled away from Max and stood up in front of him, hooking her thumbs in the waist of her thong and pushing it off her hips, down her thighs and then stepped out of it once it hit the floor. She lowered down to her knees in front of him and gently pushed him back against the couch, her hands moved softly up and down his thighs, her eyes locked on his while she moved her hands up to his hips, and gently pulling his boxer briefs down, with a little help from Max lifting his hips.

She started to kiss up his inner thighs slowly, after getting him out of the boxers, as she looked up at him she flicked her tongue against the skin of his throbbing shaft and then lightly lapped up to the tip, swirling her tongue around the head, along the ridge.
 
As Maggie pulled down his briefs, he lifted his bottom, making it easier for her to remove them and release his quickly hardening cock. As she kissed the insides of his thighs, he laid his head back on the couch and moaned. Then he felt her tongue gently licking up his shaft, and swirling around its head.

"Uh. . . yeah. . . talk. . . later." was all Max was able to say.

Slowly Maggie engulfed his cock between her soft, moist lips. Her eyes were looking up at his face. He could only gasp for air as waves of pleasure flowed from his groin throughout his body. His hands gripped the edge of the cushions.

Maggie began bobbing up and down on his hard cock. He looked at her and smiled. He loved her so much and he really loved the ways that she pleased him. She continued licking and sucking as she reached a hand between his legs and cupped his balls, gently rolling them in her hands, sending even greater waves of pleasure through him.

But he didn't want to cum so quickly. So he gently pulled her head away from his cock, leaned forward into her and kissed her on the lips.

"That felt absolutely incredible. But I want to save myself for later. I have something special for you first."

Max rose to his feet and kicked his boxers away. He thought it odd that between the two of them, the only article of clothing left was her red lace garter belt. He reached behind her and unhooked the belt and let it fall to the floor. Then he scooped her up into his arms and carried her into the bedroom, laying her in the center of the bed.

Sitting besides her reclined body he leaned over her face and kissed her gently.

"I have some ideas for a different sort of fun. Do you trust me?" He knew the question was odd and unexpected. She looked back into his eyes and smiled. He took that as a 'Yes'.

He reached under the bed and pulled out the silk bag of toys he had placed there earlier. From the bag, he first pulled out a black, padded blindfold. He showed it to her and then slipped it over her head, making sure it was the proper tightness.

"Please just lay still, with your arms out from your sides." He asked her and she complied.

Next he pulled the two wrist cuffs from his bag along with the connecting restraints. He took one of her wrists and closed the leather cuff around it, and then secured it to the top corner of the bed frame. Then he took her other wrist and secured it with a cuff and restraint to the other top corner of the bed.

"Are you comfortable? Feeling okay, so far?" he asked. She nodded approvingly.

Working quickly Max restrained her legs in a similar manner to the bottom corners of the bed, leaving her blindfolded and spread eagle, on her back in the middle of the bed.

He knelt on the bed next to her and kissed her more on her lips.

"I want you to feel my love for you." he whispered into her ear.

Using just the tips of his fingers, he touched her lightly on her cheeks, along her chin, and down her neck. He continued to explore every part of her body from her head to her feet, alternating gentle touches and kisses as he went. Down one shoulder, and out the outstretch, restrained arm. Back up the arm, over the top of her chest and out the other arm.

Back to her chest he ever so slowly touched and kissed her breast, eventually licking and sucking upon her nipples. She arched her back and her breathing had quickened a bit. He knew she was slowly getting aroused. He kissed his way down her breastbone, around her navel, and over her firm, smooth tummy. His fingers traced lines down her sides and over her hips.

Avoiding her sexual core, he kissed his way outward over her hips and down her leg to the tips of her toes. Then back up that leg and down and up her other leg. He was kneeling between her legs kissing and licking the insides of her thighs. She was squirming on the bed, gently pulling at the restraints. He could smell her arousal and could see moisture on her slit, even though he hadn't yet touched her there.

Holding his face just above her sex, he breathed warm air on her pussy.

"Can you feel my love for you?" he asked.
 
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Maggie had planned on making Max cum so that they could focus on the chat they needed to have but that idea had backfired as Max lifted her up into his arms. He laid her gently on the bed and then asked if she trusted him, she thought the answer to that question was quite obvious and she watched him pull something out from under the bed. She saw him pull a blindfold from the bag and she scrunched her nose, causing lines to crease her forehead as he moved close to her, placing it over her head.

Everything went dark and she laid back, giving Max complete control, a shiver ran through her body as he put what felt like a cuff on her wrist then lifted it over her head, doing the same with the other side. Then she felt the same sensation around her ankles and turned her head towards the direction that the bed dipped when Max, she assumed sat down beside her.

She returned his soft kiss and when he moved his lips to her ear and whispered another chill ran through her body and caused her skin to raise in goose bumps. A soft purr of delight escaped her lips as Max lightly caressed her skin, feather like touches moving over every inch of her exposed body.

Her heart was racing in her chest as her breathing quickened and she felt the build up of her arousal, she realized that having no idea what he was doing, not being able to see any of it, had heightened her other senses and the simplest touch and kiss was so sensual and sexy that it was turning her on in a way she had never experienced before. She felt his warm breath against her sex and her back arched from the bed, she let out a soft moan as her hips gently bucked forward..

"Yes.. oh my...Max"
 
Hearing Maggie moan and watching her body squirm on the bed pleased Max. He knew she was enjoying his special attentions to her. He lowered his face and extended his tongue, taking a slow, long swipe over the length of her slit. He could taste a hint of her sweet dew. He continued a gentle licking of her swelling labia. She bucked her hips attempting to force more contact, but he wasn't going to rush.

Max licked his way back up to Maggie's breasts, licking and sucking upon her very firm nipples. She continued to moan, encouraging him to love her more fully. He sucked a nipple into his mouth and then slowly bit it between his teeth, ever so slowly increasing the force to see how much pain she would endure. He knew that some pain would cause more arousal, but other than some playful spanks, he had never inflicted pain upon her in a sexual manner. It appeared to him that the nipple bite had the intended reaction.

He reached over and picked up another item he had taken out of his bag of toys, a chain about a foot long with special nipple clamps on each end. Judging that the clamp tension was probably appropriate for her in this situation he attached the clamp to her nipple. She yelped in surprise, but otherwise did not protest. He then took her other nipple into his mouth and sucked upon it while lightly pulling the chain, getting her clamped nipple a feel for what he could do. After biting the second nipple for a while, he then attached the second clamp to this nipple.

As her heavy breathing, moans, and writhing continued, Max smiled at his work. Quickly he moved back between her restrained legs and began to lick her pussy which had become much wetter.

"You taste wonderful my love." he said before he buried his tongue into to her hot wet sex while pulling the chain clamped to her nipples. He licked her inside and outside, stimulating all her erogenous zone. He so loved how her pussy swelled and opened up for him, her fluids flowing abundantly. He slid one finger, and then another into her love canal while his tongue flicked over her clit.

Pumping his fingers in and out of her, rubbing over her G-spot, he continued licking her clit with more force while he also pulled upon the chain attached to her nipples. Her soft screams and her writhing body told him he was successfully pleasuring her, possibly in ways she had never experienced before.
 
Maggie's body was quivering from all of the different things Max was doing to her. Every inch of her felt like electricity was moving through her pores. The clamps that bit into her nipples was a very new experience, one she had never given thought to before this moment and then Max started to pull on the chain connecting the clamps, her hips bucked as soon as his tongue made contact with her swelling labia, she could feel her juices flowing from her and in a large amount, more so then ever before and when he slid his fingers into her she dropped her head back against the bed with a loud moan of pleasure.

Her arms were lightly pulling on the restraints against her wrist and she was dying to touch Max, to push his head forward and focus that maddening tongue somewhere other then her now throbbing clit. He was driving her crazy with need that she was quickly realizing she enjoyed. Her hips bucked as much as the restraining ties allowed movement and there was a building, burning need that was in the pit of her stomach.

She knew she was close to cumming for him but she was determined to hold back as long as she could because as much as she was enjoying it, she could tell he was as well. It amazed Maggie how much Max loved oral activities as every man she had ever been with was more then happy to forgo them.

She squeezed her inner walls around his fingers as they pumped in and out of her, her clit was throbbing and the harder she tried to hold off the more she was discovering she couldn't. With a loud scream Maggie let go as Max pulled a little more on the chain that held the clamps, her hips jerked as she started to cum.

"OH GOD MAX!"
 
When Maggie's orgasm hit, it hit hard. She was screaming and attempting to thrash about on the bed, or as much as her restraints allowed. She shifted and bucked her hips. Her fluids flowed from her pussy, more than Max had experienced before, and he lapped them up with his tongue and swallowed as much as he could. His mouth, chin, and cheeks were covered in her juice. And the aroma of her sex filled his nostrils.

Max's cock was throbbing, aching for attention. He knew that time was coming soon. Max continued gentle licks on her labia, avoiding contact with her sensitive clit. Her orgasm washed through her for several minutes as if the restraints holding her were also making the orgasm hold on to her. Slowing it subsided and her breathing began to return to normal.

Now was the time to make love. He moved back up over her body, allowing her to feel him. Reaching down, he pointed the head of his manhood at her sloppy wet opening and his cock slid inside her. He could feel how wet and hot she was.

Lowering himself onto her body, he felt the sheen of sweat that covered her. He kissed her as he removed the blindfold. He no longer needed that as it had already done its job and had increased the sensations leading to her first orgasm.

Slowly he pumped his very engorged cock in and out of her while staring into her eyes and kissing her lips.

"Did you enjoy that my Love?" He kissed her again. His thrusts into her became more forceful, but he maintained the slow rhythm. He hoped that they could share the next orgasm together.
 
Maggie was panting as the orgasm finally subsided, she could feel Max move up the bed, laying his body against hers. The pressure of his body pushed the clamps into her nipples more and she let out a soft gasp, her breathing quickened a slight bit. She leaned her head back and moaned softly as Max slid his throbbing cock inside of her very wet, hot opening and slowly started to move.

She was thankful that he removed the blindfold and that she could look up into his eyes. She returned his kiss as her hips lifted slightly to meet his movements and before she could answer whether or not she enjoyed herself he was kissing her again. The harder he started thrusting into her the more her body quivered beneath him, her heart was racing and she wondered what else Max had in store for her.

Her inner walls were gripping tightly around his hard throbbing cock as he moved in slow but hard strokes and she could feel the burning build of another orgasm but tried to focus on something other then that. The clamps were pushed into her breasts as his kisses got rougher and when she moaned out, his tongue moved into her mouth, dancing with hers and muffling the sound of her moans.
 
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