TITLE    : Studio Time
STORYID  : studio-time
SUMMARY  : A photo session gets out of hand.
AUTHOR   : sj14@lit
DATE     : 2017-04-11
CATEGORY : erotic-couplings
FLAGS    : h
TAGS     : |photo shoot|photography|cheating girlfriend|cheating boyfriend|cheating|


<i>***Author's note; this is a story about cheating. I don't condone any of the behaviour here but this is just a story. None of the characters are based on real people, it's entirely fictional and any similarities to real people or situations is entirely coincidental. It's only meant to be a bit of fun, so try not to take it too seriously.***</i>



*****



Ash couldn't help but feel proud as the photos flicked past on the screen. She was stood next to her college friend Gavin as he went through the photoshoot they'd done two days before. In each picture she was posed provocatively in a state of undress. She wasn't naked or anything and nothing was visible, but they were all suitably risqué. Her boyfriend Thomas was going to love them. The photos were to be his surprise birthday present when he turned 33 next week and she knew his jaw would drop. With her slim figure, sparkling eyes, wide smile and feminine curves she already drove him wild, but when he saw these...



"So, what do you think?" asked Gavin.



"They are amazing, thank you so much!" she beamed.



"Well the credit has to go to you," he replied, "Glamour photography is only ever as good as the model. And you're a natural."



"Thanks," she smiled, she'd known Gavin since they were teenagers and while he'd clearly had a crush on her in the early days, years of familiarity had worn away any sexual chemistry. They were friends who drank beer, watched movies and told terrible jokes together, but never flirted. Sometimes she wondered if he thought of her as female at all, so to hear him complimenting her looks was surprisingly refreshing.



"When's birthday boy's big day then?" Gavin asked.



"A week tomorrow," she said.



"Cool, well just pick ten or so and they're all yours."



"You're a star," she smiled, "How much do I owe you?"



"Ah nothing, this one's on me," he said.



"Now come on, I won't have that," Ash replied, "I insist, how much?"



"Ash you're one of my oldest friends," Gavin said, "I can't ask you to pay."



"Well, I owe you big time," she said, "Do you have any favours you need doing?"



"No, honestly it's fine," Gavin said, then after a brief pause, "Although..."



****



An hour later, Ash was in the changing room again. She had stripped off her clothes and was wearing only a white cotton bathrobe. Her heart was beating fast, any minute now she would get to meet her co-star. Gavin had asked her to help him with a new set of photos intended for a good sex guide. The original model was at home sick and there was nobody else available, so if he didn't get them done today he stood to lose a lucrative contract. It would mean posing nude in simulated sex positions with a male model, but he'd sworn nothing would be visible. It would be naughty and borderline softcore porn, but nothing that bad and if she felt uncomfortable she could call time at any moment. 



Sure, she was a bit concerned that someone she knew might see them but Gavin told her these books were intended for affluent middle-aged couples. Ash was 25 and none of her friends fit that stereotype. The guide was meant to get people that had been together for decades hot under the collar and humping again, the younger generation never bought them. Thomas might be on the verge of his mid-thirties, but he was easily the oldest of her friends, he had at least three years on all the others.



Truth be told, the age-gap was one of the things that caught her eye when they first met. They'd sat next to each other on a crowded train once and hit it off instantly. They'd been sat together for two hours but the time had flown past and she'd been delighted to find he lived only one stop up the line from her. A week later they'd met for drinks, a week after that she'd welcomed him into bed and they'd been together ever since. He was a bit full of himself, but he was good looking and well-off too. Ash and most of her friends were penniless post-graduates struggling through menial customer service jobs at the time, but Thomas was co-owner of a successful garage. He wasn't rich but he wasn't far off, he knew how to fix a car (and just about anything else) and was the archetypal alpha-male. 



Some people might find that off-putting but despite being a bit flashy, he was a good guy. He treated her like an adult rather than a fragile princess and that was a relief after years of dating younger guys. Plus, he helped to get one of her university-friends a job. Alex was an engineering student who'd been stuck behind a KFC counter for almost a year, now he was a respected mechanic and it was all because of Thomas. He was a good man and he deserved to see her looking sexy in her glamour shots, if posing for a good-sex guide was the price then so be it. 



"You ready Ash?" Gavin nudged the door open and called in.



"Yeah, all set," she replied, heart racing.



"Cool, whenever you're ready."



It was funny how Gavin wouldn't look in on her while she was in the changing room yet in a minute she'd be parading herself stark naked in front of him. Taking a deep breath and feeling just a bit naughty, she stepped out of the changing room and walked round to the studio.



There were lights and photographic equipment everywhere. The studio was done up to look like a bedroom filtered through a middle class erotic fantasy. And sat on the edge of the bed was her male counterpart.



"I won't be a minute," said Gavin, fiddling with a camera, "Say hi to Dale."



"Hi," she said, reaching her hand out, "I'm Ash."



"Dale," he replied.



She'd been expecting a self-assured, arrogant pretty boy but he looked more nervous than she was. He was no older than twenty, boyishly handsome and he could barely look at her he seemed so scared. 



"Are you okay?" she smiled, his very visible nerves giving her a rush of confidence.



"Oh yeah, yeah, I'm fine," he stammered, "Just...you know, a bit nervous."



"Well relax," she replied, "It's not like we're making a porno."



"No, not a porno," he smiled then looked sheepishly at his feet.



"Two minutes guys," said Gavin from the corner, "I just need to fetch another memory card."



As he darted out the room and to his office at the other end of the corridor, Ash reappraised her co-star. His robe was hanging open slightly and she got the glimpse of an incredibly toned and muscular physique, but there was an inescapable air of innocence about him.



"So...how's it feel doing a dream job?" she said playfully.



"How do you mean?"



"Oh you know, getting paid to simulate sex with women on camera. I know a few guys that'd kill to do this full time."



"Yeah, I guess," he shifted again. 



"Are you sure you're okay?"



"Yeah, it's just..."



"What?"



"Well, this is my first time."



Ash couldn't help herself, the laugh escaped her throat instantly and she immediately regretted it. Dale looked like he wanted the ground to swallow him up. 



"You're kidding?" She said, "I thought you were going to be a pro."



"I am, sort of," Dale replied, "I've done underwear modelling and swimsuits and things, but never...no porn."



"Oh it's not porn," she said, placing a hand on his shoulder, "We're just pretending. Think of it like a naughty seaside postcard. Just relax."



"I'm trying but you're..." he stopped, blushing.



"I'm what?"



"You're really pretty."



Ash couldn't stop the grin spreading across her face. Her cheeks flushed and she felt more flattered than she had in years. 



"There you go, you made me blush," she punched him lightly on the shoulder. "Look, why don't we just strip off now?"



"What? Seriously?"



"Why not?" she said, emboldened by his anxiety, "We're going to see each other naked sooner or later. Let's just get it over with. It might make it easier."



"Um...I don't..."



"Here, I'll go first." She stepped back, undid the sash on her robe, opened it up and let it fall. Dale's eyes bulged open and his mouth gaped as she stood exposed in front of him. Ever since puberty she'd been blessed with a large pair of breasts and in truth, they were ever so slightly too big for her frame, but they were full, firm and she was immensely proud of them. Her stomach was slim, her ass toned and her legs slender. She looked like the girl next door crossed with a porn star and for a moment all he could do was stare at her. 



"Come on now," she teased, "This isn't fair. Off with that robe Mister." Dale stared at her, unmoving and with his mouth hanging open.



"Hey, Dale," she said waved her hand past his eyes, "Strip off now. I won't bite." 



"Okay," he said shyly, "If you insist."



He stood up and removed the robe, tossing it onto the bed, both hands darting to his groin and covering his manhood before she could see it. As she'd suspected he was incredibly muscular, there wasn't an ounce of fat on him. He stood a good six inches taller than her and if he'd had an ounce of self-belief, he'd have realised he could pin her down and dominate her with no trouble at all, but his lost puppy expression robbed him of that. 



"Wow," she said, drinking in the sight of him, "Someone works out."



"I play American football and go to the gym a lot," he said shyly, "The agency like us to keep in shape."



"So I see," she said, genuinely impressed, "But I haven't seen all of you. Come on, move those hands."



"Maybe, maybe we should wait? Gavin will be back in a minute."



"You've seen me," she replied, placing a hand on her hip and pouting sarcastically at him, "Come on now, be a professional."



"Well...okay..."



And as he took his hands away, Ash's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. 



Dale obviously found her attractive, his erection was impossible to ignore, but the sheer size of it was ludicrous. Thomas was seven inches when aroused and certainly no slouch, but Dale had a good four inches on him. It was thick too, almost as thick as a coke can and for a few long seconds, Ash could hardly believe it was real.



"My god," she said at last.



"Sorry," he said.



"Sorry? Why are you sorry?"



"Um...I don't know," he stammered.



"Dale, it's fine," she said, "You're a young guy. You're what, twenty one?"



"Twenty."



"Okay, so you're only twenty. You're a guy, I'm a girl, we're naked, it happens. It's nothing to be ashamed of."



"All right, if you're sure. Because I don't want to...scare you or anything."



"Sweetheart, I'm twenty-five. I've had a few boyfriends. I know what guys are like and I've seen it all already, it's fine, really." That wasn't entirely true, she'd never been completely stunned by the sight of a cock before but she wasn't going to tell him he was the biggest she'd ever seen. Or that none of her exes had been even half as ripped as him. It might give him some bravado and that would spoil it. 



"Are you sure?" he said, rubbing his shoulder.



"Yeah," she held out her hand for him to shake, "Now what say we make some great fake sex for our intrepid cameraman?"



"Okay," he smiled as he took her hand and they shared the most bizarre handshake she'd ever experienced. God, if she'd known that this was how today would end up she'd have reconsidered getting those glamour shots done. But what the hell, no-one would ever know and she would get to spend a few hours cavorting with a muscle clad man-hunk. Everything had its perks.



"Ah good, you're ready," said Gavin as he stepped back into the room. He flicked a switch, one of the lights went off and he gestured to the bed. 



"Right, let's make some pictures," he continued.



****



The next hour was the most nerve-wracking Ash had ever experienced. Gavin got them to start off sitting up on the bed lightly touching each other. He made her place both hands on Dale's cheeks, while he placed one hand on her shoulder and the other on the back of her head, his arm angled in such a way as to hide her breasts from the camera. He instructed them to kiss and at first they faked it by kissing each other on opposite sides of the mouth, but Gavin insisted that it looked unnatural so got them to do it for real. 



As their lips joined for the first time, Ash's pulse increased and didn't drop again. Dale closed his eyes and kissed her softly and sweetly. He was gentle, considerate and nervous as hell. If they'd been in any other situation it would have been the most romantic kiss she'd ever had and her heart raced wildly as it went on. 



Things only got worse. After a few relatively sedate poses, Gavin had them getting more and more risqué. They started off beneath the covers, posed in such a way that Dale would have been spoon-fucking her if it were real. Gavin made Dale place one hand across Ash's breasts and the feel of him groping her only increased her excitement. Sure, it was the lightest possible touch he could make, but it was still someone other than her boyfriend and it set her on edge. The fact he was incredibly gentle probably turned her on more than if he'd taken a proper hold and all the time, Gavin's camera clicked away.



He took a few shots, then asked Dale to kiss Ash's neck which was one of her biggest turn ons. His hot breath and heavy lips on the soft skin of her neck made her squirm and beneath the sheets, she shifted her ass back to touch his cock. Dale tried to move back a bit but Gavin stopped him, Ash moved further and subtly ground her ass against his raging member, trying to do it in a way that made it seem casual. They'd just bumped together, it wasn't intentional. His hand continued to grope her, he bit her softly and she could feel him trembling. 



Then Gavin stopped them and had them assume another position. Then another. They simulated her on top, a reverse cowgirl and a sixty nine. For the last one she had to hold her face dangerously close to his member and it took every ounce of resistance not to lick it and start sucking him for real. As time went by she got more and more horny and what's worse, Dale was too. He remained stiff and erect for her and she could hear him struggling to control his breathing.



All the while, Gavin kept taking pictures. He was professional if nothing else, always angling them so that nothing too much was shown and giving no indication that he was aroused in the slightest. If anything he appeared quite indifferent to the erotically charged atmosphere and didn't seem to notice anything at all.



Then, he got them into the final position. Gavin stood one side of the bed and had them both stand up on the other facing him. Ash was to lean over the mattress and Dale was to simulate fucking her from behind. This was to be the last one, soon it would all be over.



"Okay, Dale can you reach round and cover her breasts with your left arm?" 



Ash's heart pounded as the young stud did just that, then firmly placed the other palm on her hip. 



"Good, good," said Gavin, "Can you step closer though? It doesn't look right."



Ash sensed the reluctance as Dale pushed up against her, feeling his length press into her back. She gulped as she felt the sheer size of him, how the hell could any woman ever fit that in her?



"No, no, closer," said Gavin, "It looks like you're trying to shag the small of her back. Drop down a little."



Dale breathed in deeply as he did, bending his knees slightly and lowering himself. 



"Bit lower please buddy," said Gavin, snapping away.



Dale lowered himself even more and Ash could barely contain her excitement as his cock slid down between her buttocks. She could feel him leave a trail of precum as he finally pushed himself down and pressed firmly against her ass. 



"That's great, that's it," said Gavin, taking pictures every second. 



Ash was soaking by now and she yearned for this to be real. She had a boyfriend at home but...but...let him penetrate her. Maybe by accident? An accident wouldn't be cheating, just let her feel it...



"Cool, now if you could both take a slight step to the right," said Gavin.



They moved together and that's when it happened. The sudden motion made Junior Dale slide down and before either of them could stop it, he was pressing at the entrance to Ash's soaking femininity. 



"Oh god," she heard Dale mutter beneath his breath. 



"No it's not quite right," said Gavin, "Hold there a second." 



For a few agonising seconds, Ash stood in place, bending over the bed with a twenty year old body builder only millimetres from sliding inside her. She felt dreadful, she was in a relationship and even if this wasn't genuine, it wasn't far off. And what was worse she wanted it to be real. It took every fibre of her being not to push back and slide him into her. 



"Could you take your hand off her buttock and pull her hair? That might work," Gavin still seemed oblivious.



Dale did as he was told. He reached forward, took a good handful of Ash's brunette hair and pulled back gently. He was so light she barely felt the tug against the roots, but it was enough. Her entire body shifted and Dale reacted instinctively by thrusting towards her. She knew he didn't mean to, but three and a half thick inches slid into her. Ash's mouth dropped, her eyes widened and it was everything she could not to cry out. 



"That's it, that's it!" Gavin cried excitedly, "Hold that pose!"



Ash barely registered his instructions. Her body was awash with sensation. A man other than her boyfriend was inside her! He wasn't that deep, but he was thicker than any she'd ever experienced before and her body was yielding to him. The pose had taken them both slightly off-balance and Ash couldn't help but lean against him. She could feel Dale struggling to remain still, to stop it getting any worse and bless him he tried, but despite his resistance another inch slid in. Then another. 



"God damn, you two look incredible together," Gavin said, snapping away. 



Another inch of fat, unprotected meat slipped inside her.



"I'm so sorry," Dale whispered.



"It's...okay..." she panted back.



"Good, good..." Gavin said, he hadn't heard their brief exchange, "Hold it a bit longer." 



Another inch. God, how much longer would he make them stand like this? 



"Maybe pull her hair back a little more buddy?" 



Dale gave the gentlest tug in the history of hair-pulling, Ash's back arched and more of him slipped into her soaking wetness. She bit her lip to try and keep a hold on the rising warmth of illicit pleasure, sweat beading on her forehead. This was the deepest she'd ever felt a man inside her and it wasn't even all of him! 



"Good, nice expression Ash," said Gavin, "Hold that pose just a bit longer, we're almost done."



Good, end this soon...but not soon, let him stay in her just a bit longer...



Yet another inch of Dale slid in. Ash's legs began to tremble, the sensation was getting too much, was she going to cum? No, don't...just hold on...



"And...cut!" Gavin said.



Dale let go of her hair and slid out as fast as he could, leaving Ash in position as she struggled to regain herself. She'd been dangerously close at the end. If he'd been in her a few seconds more she could have...



"Guys thank you so much," Gavin interrupted her train of thought, "You've really helped me out today. Especially you Ash."



"Don't...don't mention it," she panted.



"And that last pose, wow," Gavin continued looking at his camera screen, "If I hadn't known better I'd have sworn you guys were really doing it."



He flicked a few buttons on the camera and didn't see Ash's withering look at Dale or him blushing as he pulled his robe on as quickly as possible.



"Okay," Gavin finally looked up from the screen, "I'm going to take this upstairs and start working on these pictures. I'm going to be a while so please don't wait for me if you want to call it a day. Oh and there's a shower in the changing room if you want to clean up. Looks like you got a bit hot under the collar there."



It was Ash's turn to blush but Gavin had already looked away and was heading out the room.



<hr pg="2" />"See you later guys, I hope Thomas likes his pictures Ash," Gavin called as he disappeared out the door. She heard his footsteps on the stairs outside, then the sound of another door shutting upstairs. Still naked, she reared up to full height, turned and faced Dale. 



"I'm so sorry," he said, trying to walk past her then stopping as her hand pressed against his chest. 



"Why?" She asked, staring at him intensely. 



"I...um, well...I didn't mean to..."



"Sssh," she said, placing a finger against his mouth, then stepped to one side and turned him with her. His back was facing the bed and she pushed him firmly, making him sit down. 



"What are you...?"



"Just sssh," she said, pushing forcefully now. Dale pitched backwards and lay across the width of the bed. Ash climbed on top of him, placed her hand inside his robe and pulled it open. Dale's bottom lip trembled as she reached down and took hold of his cock. It was already soaked in precum and she used it to lubricate him, running her hand down the length of his shaft and pointing it towards her pussy as she lowered herself down. 



"You didn't finish," she purred.



"Ash please..." he gasped, his face a mask of panic but not resisting at all, "I'm...I've got a girlfriend."



"No you haven't," she said coldly, then pushed herself down. 



Dale's thick crown pressed against the entrance to her pussy for just a moment then effortlessly carved a path inside her. She pushed further, taking him inside her in one slow, fluid movement. More and more of his erection ploughed into her until finally, she came to a halt. Her ass was resting on the tops of his thighs, her breasts were rising and falling as she took several deep, excited breaths and Dale just stared at her. He looked shocked, overwhelmed and impossibly aroused. 



For a moment, they sat motionless together as if it were just another pose for the camera. But it was real. Eleven inches of him was filling her and her nerve endings were alive with pleasure. They'd only met an hour ago, they weren't using any protection, she had a boyfriend at home, he'd said he had a girlfriend too...everything about this screamed wrong but at the same time, made it more intense. That accident during the photoshoot, if it was truly an accident, hadn't been enough. She'd had a taste and she wanted it all. 



"Do you really have a girlfriend?" she said at last. 



He nodded.



"Good," she said, then rolled her hips and Dale let out a deep groan of pleasure, "But you're mine for now."



She rolled her hips again and then a third time. On the fourth she increased the pace gently and Dale sighed once more. He made no effort to stop her. As she moved for a fifth time he went with her, thrusting up into her and pushing a few centimetres deeper. Ash leaned forward, placed a hand on his chest and their mouths came together. They kissed softly, like they had at the start of the photoshoot but without any restraint this time. After a few seconds their mouths opened and their tongues came together. Ash lifted her hand from Dale's chest and leaned in lower, both her hands taking a firm grip of the mattress either side of his head. Her tempo increased as Dale's hands reached for her breasts, squeezing them and running his thumbs over her nipples.



Ash was starting to moan and Dale took his mouth away from hers, then dropped both hands to her hips. He spanked her left buttock twice making her yelp in surprise, then took a firm grip on her, lifted her slightly and slammed her back down on his cock. A jolt of electricity shot through her. 



"Oh God," she cried, "Do that again."



So he did. He lifted and dropped her five more times and speared himself deeper into her with each one. Ash's head lowered and her hair fell across her eyes as her new lover fucked her. Then suddenly, they were moving. Dale hooked her leg, lifted her to one side and in one smooth motion rolled her onto her back. He went with her and within seconds, she was lying on her back with a mountain of muscle vigorously spearing her. Ash wrapped her arms round his broad shoulders and closed her eyes as she cried out. Gavin always played music when he was working with his photos, he might not hear...



But even if the volume was turned right up it'd be a miracle if he didn't at least notice something. The mattress springs were creaking loudly with every thrust, Ash was gasping loudly and on the verge of screaming and there was a repetitive slapping noise of wet meat coming together filling the room. 



And suddenly, Ash went over the edge. A particularly enthusiastic thrust saw Dale reach a millimetre or so deeper than before, but it was enough. She wrapped her legs tightly round his midriff as the wet lust between her legs reached breaking point. Little spots of colour appeared before her eyes, she tossed her head back and screamed so loud her throat hurt. Her pussy spasmed round Dale's cock, encouraging him on ever faster and for a brief moment, the outside world ceased to exist. Ash's entire universe consisted of the studio, the bed and the giant pistoning into her. Her boyfriend no longer mattered, her friend who might walk in at any moment didn't even register, every aspect of her life was condensed into this bed and the naked intensity of her illicit fuck.



Ash continued keening softly as Dale slowed momentarily, prolonging her orgasm and working her like a pro. When she opened her eyes again, he was staring directly at her and for a moment, each gazed into the other's soul. Then he picked up speed again and Ash started to scream once more, a second orgasm hitting her even as the first was starting to subside. Her insides clamped tight round a cock which was almost a third bigger than the largest she'd ever taken before, then suddenly Dale was cumming too. His body trembled on top of her, he let out a loud grunt that was almost a roar and she felt him unleash himself into her. He bucked and thrust aggressively into her, reaching places no man had ever been as a rush of fluid shot into her unprotected core. Whether it was the youth, the enthusiasm or both she didn't know, but he kept going as he came, thrusting with each blast and pushing Ash further up the bed until the headboard pressed against the top of her head. 



Finally, he slowed, stopped and almost collapsed on top of her. Ash didn't let go, her hands resting on his back, unable to speak or move. For a short while they lay together, eleven inches of him still buried in her until finally he lifted his head and looked at her. The animal she'd seen had vanished, the innocent boy had returned and he looked ashamed. 



"I...um, I don't..." he stammered.



"Sssh," she whispered, "It's okay." 



"Ash, I have a girlfriend..."



"I know sweetheart," she cooed, "It's okay. I won't tell." 



"You have a boyfriend."



"I know."



"Ash...I'm so sorry."



"For what darling?" she whispered, starting to stroke his hair with one hand.



"For...well, we just...we shouldn't have..."



"No, we shouldn't have," she said softly, "But we did. And it's okay."



He nodded, obviously struggling with what they'd just done. 



"I think I'd better go," he said.



"No, not yet," she replied, clasping her legs tighter round him, "Leave him in for a bit longer." 



"Okay."



They didn't move for five minutes.



"Right," she said, taking a deep breath, "You can take him out now."



He didn't say a word but pulled out of her and then stood, unsure of himself and staring guiltily at her as she sat up and swung her legs to the side of the bed, sitting up.



"What?" she asked.



"You really are pretty."



"And you," she smiled, "Are a hunk. But don't worry, I won't tell anybody. This was just a one-off."



"Okay," he didn't seem capable of saying anything else. 



"Now come on, we both got a bit worked up there," she said as she stood up, "But it was all business. Nothing happened, but you'll forgive me if I get a copy of Gavin's book as a souvenir."



"Okay, but no-one finds out?"



"Not a soul," she said holding her hand out again, "Friends?"



"Friends," he replied, taking her hand and shaking it.



"Good, now I don't know about you but I need a wash. Gavin said there's a shower in the changing room. Do you want to come with me?"



"What? Seriously?"



"Yeah, why not? Showering together isn't going to be the worst thing we've done today. Besides, we don't know how much hot water there is."



"All right," he said, looking nervous again, "But...we won't do anything right?"



"Of course not," she replied, taking him by the hand, "This is just us cleaning up." 



She meant it too, but a few minutes later under the hot running water she noticed Dale stiffening up again. After everything they'd done already she didn't think he could look embarrassed again, but if anything he seemed even more ashamed of himself.



"Sorry," he stammered.



"It's all right sweetheart, no need to apologise for an involuntary reaction. Besides it's very flattering."



"Well you are pretty," he smiled, then looked embarrassed again, "But, you know, I have a girlfriend."



"And I have a boyfriend. But I did enjoy sampling you for one afternoon. You were very, very good." 



"Yeah?"



"Yeah," she said, reaching up and stroking his chest muscles, "I'm going to remember this body too."



"Um...Ash I...don't think..."



"I'm just washing you, that's all," she said, hands going lower. He watched but didn't stop her as she reached down and took hold of his erection again, water cascading down on them both. 



"And I'm going to miss you," she said as she kneeled down, still running her hands along his length.



"Ash...please..." Dale managed to stutter.



"One kiss goodbye," she winked at him, then leaned forward and planted a wet kiss on the tip of his cock. Dale groaned but didn't stop her. She held it for a few seconds, her lips pressed wetly against his helmet before she opened her mouth and took him in. She sucked and gulped at him, wondering if he would say or do anything to bring it to an end. Instead his fingers entwined in her wet hair and held her in place as she sucked him. 



****



A few days later, Gavin came to visit her and brought the book of her solo glamour shoot. He was a bit surprised at first when she asked for a second one but didn't ask why. She knew it cost him more to print a second so bought him a pizza and a six pack of beer as a thank you. Ever oblivious, Gavin showed no sign of being aware of what happened in his studio that day. He left promising to deliver a second copy later in the week and she intentionally picked a time when she knew Thomas wouldn't be in. 



She had no intention of leaving him and she still loved her boyfriend immensely. But the afternoon she'd spent with Dale had been invigorating. He'd taken her a second time in that shower, holding her up against the wall and giving her the third orgasm of the day. He hadn't cum himself though and unable to keep up any longer, she finished him off with her mouth, licking and sucking him for several minutes before he'd shot a load onto her tongue and down her throat. She swallowed most and the water washed the rest away. She'd felt guilty after but not enough to tell. It was only sex, there was no real attachment between them besides animalistic desire. She had something special with Thomas and wasn't going to throw that away.



That being said, her thoughts strayed back to Dale constantly and unknown to anyone but the two of them, she had his number saved on her phone. They'd exchanged a few text messages and she reassured him it was solely for friendship purposes. She'd promised they wouldn't sleep together. He really seemed to love his girlfriend and obviously felt guilty. 



But he deserved a souvenir of their time together and a copy of her photoshoot would be perfect. It was also a good excuse to see him a second time and on the day she arranged to visit him, she made a point of making herself look glamorous, putting on a top that showed her ample cleavage off and wearing the laciest, sexiest underwear she had in her drawer. They were incredibly comfortable after all, why did there have to be an agenda?

