She sent him a text.
Warning: Number four on the list. Next text will be saucy. Read alone.
As usual, her text was straight to the point. She didn't like to dilly-dally with texts. No sideways smiley faces for her! Just say what you needed to, but without all the text speak - she hated that too.
While she waited for an answer, she slipped off her top and got the camera ready on her phone.
Mm, off-white bra anyone? She needed to change that for a sexier one. She rooted through her drawers until she found a lacy aubergine-coloured one.
She changed into it quickly, then picked up her phone. At least she could preview the picture before she sent it.
Time to get the boyfriend horny.
Hopefully.
She leant forward and held her arms so that her cleavage looked a bit bigger and then took the picture.
Not bad.
She added a message.
Can't wait for you to rip this off me and suck my nipples.
She pressed send.
And then panicked. Had she definitely sent it to Max? Her friend was in her phone under 'Manda' and her mother under 'Mammy', both pretty close to Max. She would not want this getting into the wrong hands.
How embarrassing!
She relaxed when she saw that she had sent it to Max.
Within a minute, her phone beeped.
It was Max.
Wow. Can't wait. Am in court. Send me more
Jess grinned. She quite liked the idea of Max seeing these pictures while he was in court. With the judge being all judgy and the other solicitors being all formal... and he was looking at sexy pictures on his phone. She hoped she'd made him a little bit stiff.
She needed to send another one.
She decided on the same pose, but without her bra. She had good boobs!
And another one!
She sent it to him and then laughed, imagining his face, and this time almost praying that he'd get a hard on.
Within seconds, she had a reply.
What are you trying to do to me? Judge is wondering why I'm blushing.
Ha! Jess burst out laughing. She couldn't believe how much she was enjoying this. She wanted to send him another one - but was running out of places to photograph without things getting too raunchy.
She was feeling sexy and wanton.
She slipped off her trousers and changed her knickers for a nicer pair.
Using the mirror and cocking her hips this way and that, she finally got a back view she was happy with.
Bare back, soft skin and lacy undies that would have matched her bra, was she still wearing it.
She quickly sent it before she changed her mind.
Max's reply was quick.
Fuck me. More?
Jess laughed again.
Knickers off?
She peeled them off and took the same shot again - this time with a bare backside. She was feeling so turned on now, and was gutted that she would have to wait so long for Max to get home. She might have to remedy that by herself.
You're killing me.
Jess grinned. She could imagine how hard this was for Max - no pun intended.
She hesitated slightly though. Although she was feeling horny and enjoying imagining how uncomfortable this was for Max - seeing her pictures but unable to do anything about it - the next step was a front view.
She decided to do it with knickers on first - that wasn't too revealing.
She pulled her lacy undies back on and took the snap in the mirror.
She pressed send and waited for the reply. She pulled her knickers back off.
Did she dare?
Dribbling
Jess grinned. She was feeling sexy and saucy and knew she needed the next shot.
The pussy shot.
She grabbed her phone before she changed her mind and took one with her legs closed, showing the whole of her body, but as demure as she could make it.
She thought she looked good.
Before she could change her mind, she pressed send.
What next?
She was aching for Max to be here, to fuck her.
Should she play with herself and send Max the results?
Was that too much?
She was feeling like she could.
Think I just came
That was her answer.
She could just imagine how hot and horny Max would be when he got home, how ready to strip her and fuck her he would be.
She couldn't wait though. She needed release.
She lay on the bed with her phone and took a close-up of her pussy - still with her legs closed.
Before she could change her mind about that one, she pressed send.
Before waiting for Max's reply, she took another one.
This time with her legs open.
Again, before she could put her sensible head on, she pressed send.
Finally, she held her phone in one hand and started touching herself with the other one.
She was so close to coming that it didn't take her long. She rubbed at her clit, surprised by how wet she was.
As she was coming, she manoeuvred the phone round and took a picture of her wet pussy, with her fingers inside.
Send.
Chapter Ten
F. U. C. K
Max's reply, when it came - just after she came - said it all, and even though she was feeling a little bit bashful, Jess also felt strangely empowered.
How hot was she?
Will return the favour this afternoon
Jess grinned. That, she couldn't wait to see. Plus she wouldn't feel so exposed, knowing that she had pictures of Max too. Not that she didn't trust one hundred percent that he wouldn't show anyone - she would never have sent them otherwise.
After showering and getting dressed, Jess decided to get a head start on today's blog - after all, she'd done a lot of the leg work.
.
Later on in the afternoon, her phone beeped.
It was a text from Max.
Cautiously, she opened it.
Warning: Number four on the list. Next text will be saucy. Read alone.
She smiled; that was exactly what she'd text him this morning.
The first shot was of him with his tie loosened and his shirt opened - a cheeky grin on his face.
Nice.
The second shot was him in his trunk-style pants, the bulge evident.
Hot stuff!
The third shot was a back view of Max in the mirror, trunks off. Arse looking good. Thankfully, he had his own toilet off his office.
What a backside. Can't wait for you to fuck me.
Fourth shot was a full-frontal, stiff cock, one hand holding it, eyebrow raised suggestively.
Jess laughed.
Fuck me now!
The last shot came over an hour later, as she was getting their food ready and waiting for his arrival home.
It was a close-up of his cock, with a gush of sperm shooting out of the end. How he'd managed to get the timing right on that, she would never know!
Within seconds of her receiving it, she heard the front door open.
She didn't want to feel like she was being too influenced by Jo's mention of hallway-sex, but she was desperate to see him.
She went into the hall.
She could see from the look on Max's face that he was feeling the same way.
She ran to him and he dropped his things on the floor.
They kissed, almost knocking heads; they were so desperate for each other.
Jess grabbed hold of his tie and started loosening it, while he kissed what bits of her face and neck he could reach.
"Best list thing so far," Max said between kisses, his voice already husky with lust.
"Tell me about it," Jess agreed, throwing his tie on top of his work stuff.
She unbuttoned his shirt, kissing down his chest and nibbling on his nipples.
"I nearly had a heart attack," Max laughed, pushing his fingers thr
ough her hair.
"Me too. I thought I'd sent it to my mum!" Jess dropped his shirt on the floor and then stood as he ran his fingers up her body and pulled at her top. He pulled it over her head and dropped his mouth onto the creamy flesh of her breasts.
Jess groaned and pulled him closer to her, grabbing onto his butt and thrusting against him.
Max reached around the back of her and tried to undo her bra.
"Fuck! Turn around." In his haste, he was fumbling, unable to do it as expertly as he normally would.
Tits free, Max took one in each hand, fondling them and groping them, while they kissed again.
"I want you so bad," she said, pulling at his belt buckle.
"Tell me about it," he answered, tonguing at her nipples and making her knees give way.
She dropped to her knees and, pulling his trousers and trunks down, took the length of his hardness in her mouth. She sucked on him and then licked at his balls.
"Take off your clothes. Quick." Max was desperate for her now.
Jess stood up and played with his cock while he undid her trousers. She kicked them and her knickers off, and almost came immediately when Max started sucking on her pussy.
It felt different with her standing up - she thought it might have been the first time he'd done it this way.
Before she could come, she pushed him off her.
"Sit," she instructed him, gesturing towards the stairs.
Max sat on the third step up and Jess straddled him, guiding his cock inside her wet pussy.
Max sucked on her tits while she bounced up and down on his cock.
It didn't take any time at all; Jess started moving faster and faster, her orgasm building and coming quickly, and then lengthening out as Max came with a deep growl.
"I have been waiting for that all fucking day!" he said, kissing her neck.
"Me too - this has been my favourite thing."
Max stuck his tongue in her ear, making her squirm.
"Too much!" she said, climbing off him.
Max slapped her squarely on her backside. "Now go write about how big and juicy my cock is!"
Jess laughed. "Watch it - I might write something else!"
"Hey!" Max tried to slap her again but she was gone, running up the stairs and into their bedroom.
With a yell, Max followed her.
She screamed - she hated being chased.
Max caught her and threw her on the bed.
He lowered his head and started licking her nipples again, making her wriggle against him.
"You need to write about how big I am. How hard I am. How hot I am. How good I am. How sexy I am. What a good shag I am. The best you've ever had. The only one for you."
Jess could feel him getting hard against her and then he was inside her again. It was almost too much for her to bear. She needed a rest!
"Say I'm amazing," Max said, thrusting deep inside her.
Jess grinned. "You're so amazing."
"Sexy! Hot! Fuckable! Shaggable!" With each word, he banged into her harder and harder, until she almost wanted to beg him to stop. She was definitely going to be walking like John Wayne by the end of the fortnight.
Max lay against her then, kissing her deeply and passionately.
It took them both longer to come this time, and when they both did, it was with far less of a bang than earlier on.
Max grinned at her, as she got up to go to the toilet.
"I'm really enjoying this assignment of yours."
Jess smiled. "Me too - and we've got a great sex life already."
"What's next?" Max asked, his eyes starting to close already.
Jess shrugged. "Not sure, I'll look in a minute."
But Max was sleeping.
Jess laughed and ruffled his hair. She remembered reading once that the cocktail of hormones released during sex meant that men had almost no choice but to go to sleep straight afterwards.
She always thought that a man must have written that!
Chapter Eleven
Jess woke up even later than usual. It was the weekend, so Max hadn't disturbed her as he got ready for work, which was nice for a change.
Before she even got out of bed, she grabbed the list - she felt a little bit like it was ruling her life.
Number five - record yourself having sex. Use a mobile phone or set up a video camera.
Really?
She was pretty sure her bum would look big in that! What was her best angle - lying down with a push-up bra on?
Who really wanted to record themselves? And what then? Watch it back like they had watched the porn film?
Jess does Max - or the other way around.
She certainly didn't need to speak to an 'expert' about that. They must be crazy, whatever.
Max was stirring. "Wha' number we on today, love?"
Jess made a face. "Make a porn video."
"What?" That definitely woke Max up. "Can I come over your tits?"
Jess tutted. "Really?"
Max looked a little bit naughty and a little bit bashful, at the same time. He shrugged. "It was hot."
"Thought you!"
Jess shrugged. Maybe she should let him - after all, wasn't that the whole point of this? Seeing if she could go from vanilla to kinky. Jizzing on her tits was pretty kinky - she thought.
"So do we need a video camera? My brother's got one."
"You cannot tell him what we're doing."
Max nodded and reached out a hand to stroke her leg. "I won't."
Jess narrowed her eyes at him. "You better not."
"Though he'll know when he reads your blog..." Max's voice was too innocent.
Jess hit him in the head with a pillow. "You've already bloody told him what we're doing, haven't you? How embarrassing!"
Max grinned and pinned down her arms so she couldn't hit him again.
"You shit!"
Max shrugged. "Hey - guys talk too. He wondered why I was borrowing his clothes when we did that photographer thing."
Jess shook her head and got out of bed. "Come on - let's go and see your brother. And we need to think of a scenario."
"What? We're not just going to do it? We're gonna do a proper porn film?"
Jess nodded. "May as well."
After all, if you were going to do something, you should do it properly.
.
Jess had a scenario planned by the time they got home, and told Max to amuse himself while she sorted out their bedroom.
She set up the camera in one corner and then changed the sheets for deep red silk ones that had seemed a good idea at the time, but that she'd never used.
They would have their use now, though.
She placed some candles around, but didn't light them.
She cleared their bedside cabinets and laid out the few sex toys she had on them, aiming to make it look a little bit sexier and in keeping with her idea of a porn film!
She showered and curled her hair, painted her nails, layered on the makeup and dressed in a killer outfit - full-on lacy basque, stockings and suspenders, with five-inch stiletto heels. She even used her nail scissors to cut the crotch out of her knickers! If she was going on film, she was going to look authentic - if a little slutty!
She called Max upstairs and then hid in the bathroom while she told him what to do - get dressed in a full three-piece suit.
She was going for high-class call girl and super hot business man. Maybe a cliché but if she was going to be filmed, she wanted it to look good and classy - when he came on her tits!
With a glass or two of wine for Dutch courage, Jess told Max to wait a few seconds before knocking on the door.
She checked the view on the camera - making sure that it took in the whole bed - and then set it to record.
She took a deep breath and swallowed deeply - reminding herself that no one else would ever see it, and if it was hideous she could delete it.
With that mantra playing in her head - you can delete it, you can delete i
t, you can delete it - she opened the door to Max.
"Maxwell!" She greeted him like an old friend and kissed his cheek. He followed her into the room and she sat him on the bed.
She knew the camera was catching them now.
"Wine?" she asked, aware that her voice sounded a little bit nervous. No wonder, making her acting debut in a porn film! Her mother would be so proud!
"Please." Max nodded, his deep voice catching.
She caught his eye and smiled as she poured the wine.
They could always try a 'take two' if they cocked this one up.
Jess passed him a drink and sipped on her own, sitting herself next to him on the bed, and remembering to suck her tummy in.
"Do you want your usual?" she asked, her voice sounding huskier than it normally did.
Max nodded, obviously unaware of what his 'usual' was.
Jess smiled and knocked back the rest of her glass of wine.
She went to the side of the bed and turned on her iPod.
She had put some 'sexy' songs on a playlist.
As the first bars of the first song kicked in, she stood in front of him.
She proceeded to lap dance for him, sashaying her boobs in his face, putting one leg up on the bed and almost laughing as he saw the view the newly crotchless panties gave him.
She shimmied this way and that through two songs, and she did feel hot and she did feel horny. She could see that Max wanted to reach out and touch her, but each time he lifted a hand, she swatted him back down.
She bumped and ground against him until she could see his cock straining against his trousers.
"Did you enjoy?" she asked him, as the song finished.
Max nodded and croaked out a 'yes'.
Jess smiled. "Please stand up."
Max did as he was told. Jess started kissing him - barely having to lift her head now that she was wearing such high heels.
She kissed his neck and then took off his jacket. She laid it on the chair and then undid the buttons on his waistcoat. She took it off him, moving around the back of him and kissing the back of his neck, rubbing his bum.
She undid the buttons on his shirt so slowly; she could hear him groaning in anticipation. She swirled her fingers across his chest hair and danced them across his nipples, tweaking them softly.
She trailed her lips against his naked back, smattering his skin with kisses, and then ran her hands down onto his backside.
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