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  After they had eaten, they said their goodbyes. Rita promised Daria an update and of course they made arrangements to meet for lunch the following week. Once Rita had disappeared inside a cab, Daria heaved a sigh of relief.

  Life was full of ups and downs, after all without them things would be downright boring. Spice and variety were the keys to breaking boundaries that all too often people tended to impose on themselves in life.

  ****

  Back at the office, the usual chaos ensued.

  Angela flittered past her and then stopped dead in her tracks. “I’m so glad you’re back. I was just about to call your cell.”

  “What’s wrong?”

  “That male model is being an ass again. What is it with models anyway? This is like the second difficult one this week.” Angela rolled her eyes.

  “Direct him to my office. I’ll have a word with him.” Daria proceeded to her office, her heels clicking on the tile as she walked.

  Leaning with one hand on her desk, Daria eyed the male model as Angela escorted him. When Angela left, shutting the door behind her, she started. “Name?”

  “Georges,” he replied, looking awkward and a bit scared.

  “Georges. That’s right.”

  How could she forget? God, he was gorgeous. Latin, perfectly sculpted, every woman’s dream.

  “Georges,” she repeated, letting each syllable roll off her tongue. “My assistant tells me that you’re giving everyone shit out there. Is this true? It’s been noted that you’ve caused trouble with us before. This isn’t the first time you’ve put the place up.”

  He avoided eye contact. “I…well, I didn’t think I was being difficult. I just didn’t like the way the photographer was posing me. I know which angles are best.”

  “Is that right? Well, I’m the one paying you and you will do as I say. Got it?”

  Georges nodded.

  “Now off with the jeans.” He was already shirtless.

  “What?”

  “You heard me. Off with them. I want to see you, all of you.” Was she crossing a line? Would Tom agree with this? A myriad of emotions flooded her conscience, yet she continued.

  Daria watched him hesitate as he unbuttoned his jeans. When they dropped to the floor, what hung between his legs caused her mouth to gape wide open.

  Her dumbfounded expression didn’t go unnoticed by him. He flashed a wry grin, obviously proud of his immense endowment.

  This was going to be fun.

  Grasping Georges, she was still amazed. Never before had she encountered anything more than eight inches and he was by her estimate at least ten. He throbbed under her touch as she traced her finger along his length, marveling at it.

  Georges tilted his head back, moaning as she stroked him. Could she handle something this big? She hadn’t a clue but intended to find out.

  “This is amazing,” said Daria, feeling his length grow in her hand. Could it get any bigger?

  “That’s what they tell me,” bragged Georges. He’d relaxed now.

  On her knees, Daria took the huge head in her mouth, tasting him. He grunted, thrusting his cock towards her. She gagged trying to deep-throat him. “I can’t do it,” she muttered, looking up at him.

  As she stood, she realized that if she couldn’t take him that way then she’d have him fuck her. The thought was scary. Yet it intrigued her to find out if she could take it.

  Together they walked to her desk where she sat on the edge a sliding her panties to the floor.

  Daria tossed a condom at him and ordered Georges to safety up. Spreading her legs, she pulled her pussy lips apart, watching him move in, his huge cock aiming for her hot center with just the tip lingering, pressing against her slick pussy folds.

  She moaned at first, and then grunted as she stretched her. “Go slow,” she warned, feeling him inch into her. “Oh god, you’re massive.”

  “You feel so hot and tight wrapped around me,” whispered Georges, concentrating on filling her.

  “This is your punishment you bastard. Never will you misbehave when here.”

  Georges shook his head. “Never…”

  Daria felt his balls against her ass. She’d never forget the feeling of being stuffed with cock. When he pulled back slightly she felt her clit come alive. Reaching down, she flicked it with her forefinger, manipulating it to her liking.

  “Fuck me hard. Slam it in me.”

  “Yes, ma’am, just as you desire.”

  In and out, before long she could feel her cunt loosen up accommodating his girth.

  “Fuck me, fuck me,” she cried over and over.

  When the office door opened, at first she didn’t notice. Nor did she notice when it closed again.

  From across the room came a shadow and footsteps.

  When Daria finally took notice, she jumped slightly and almost fell from her precarious position on the desk.

  “Tom,” she gasped. A look of surprise no doubt painted across her face.

  “Well, well, well.” Tom raised one brow. “Looks like I’m missing out.”

  Georges backed away from them slightly, with a look of wonderment.

  “Get back to it,” ordered Tom, looking to the male model. “Get back to fucking my wife. Once you start a job you have to finish it.

  The guy shrugged then moved forward, pulling Daria’s legs apart.

  Daria looked at Tom as he watched her being fucked. Their eyes locked. Tom moved forward, reaching down between her legs. “I call feel his cock sliding in and out of your pussy,” he whispered. “The guy’s massive.”

  Daria nodded. “Take out your cock.”

  Georges looked to them both, obviously liking what he was witnessing. With increased vigor he fucked Daria, forcing her to wince on every down thrust. With one muscled arm he reached and pulled Tom even closer, using his shoulders for support.

  Daria closed her eyes. When she opened them she saw Tom touching Georges chest. This was new, this was exciting and something they had yet to explore.

  Georges grunted, his eyes glazed with pleasure, looking from Daria to Tom and back again. Daria felt him tense and knew he was coming.

  When Georges had withdrawn, Tom stepped between her legs. Rubbing her engorged clit with his thumb and forefinger he quickly brought her to an earth shattering orgasm. Using his other hand to jerk himself while Georges stood behind him massaging his shoulders.

  When all was done, Georges went back to the shoot leaving the couple to themselves.

  “I never thought—” said Daria. “You and another man?”

  Tom was indifferent. “I’ve thought about it, most men do I think at some point. And damn, when I walked in and saw you two fucking… Well it just put me over the edge.”

  “I liked it,” admitted Daria. “Seeing you interact with him was erotic.”

  “It’s way outside my boundaries as Dr Rogers might say, but who knows. It’s worked well thus far. I can’t say I wasn’t intrigued.”

  Daria slid back into her panties. “Rita and Ian are having problems. She thinks he is fooling around on her. I gave her Dr. Rogers card.”

  “Ian and Rita? I would never have expected. I hope they pull through. I know how much you mean to me.”

  They embraced. As Tom pulled away, Daria held on.

  “Tom. I don’t ever want to lose you.”

  “Daria,” started Tom. “I love you for you, and I will never love another no matter what we go through in life. We’re in it for the long-haul. You and I, forever and ever.” She felt him tighten his arms around her. “We’ve weathered the storm and we’ve come through it. Life is an adventure and we’re still here…”

  She nodded. And never before had she loved Tom like she loved him now. Her heart swelled. She closed her eyes and smiled, feeling secure.

  “My wild nympho wife,” chided Tom.

  Daria laughed. “And my adventurous sexual husband.”

  They gazed into each others’ eyes.

  Daria kissed Tom gentl
y. “And if I had it all to do over again, I wouldn’t change a thing.”

  Tom kissed her back. “Ditto…”

  The End

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