My name is Maxi McConnell and I live a double life. Don’t worry. It’s not nearly as nefarious as it sounds. It’s more a simple case of perfection vs. reality. The Perfect Maxi is just that… perfect. Impeccable clothes, immaculate hair and make-up, topped off by a sparkling personality. The Real Maxi…not so much.
I’ve happily played the role of Perfect Maxi for Thomas Graham, my sexy attorney boyfriend over the last several months. But something happened recently that sent our relationship careening into uncharted territory. It seems Thomas doesn’t want Perfect Maxi, he wants Good Girl Maxi. The only problem is I’m not sure how Real Maxi fits into the equation, or if she does at all.
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Finally, Thomas stood and lowered my arms himself before scooping me up and carrying me the short distance to the bed. My breath was coming in short pants as I watched him slowly pop the buttons of his fly. I needed to feel him inside of me, but I was too afraid to say so. I wasn’t sure if that was allowed at this point, or not. He knelt between my legs, nudging them apart and teased me, the head of his cock stroking and dipping ever so slightly into the entrance of my core. I fought the urge to reach out and grab him by the ass, to help him complete the connection. But again, I was afraid what might happen if I did. Luckily, I didn’t have to wait too long.
"So, what’s it going to be, baby? Are you going to be my good girl?" He asked in a low voice before thrusting all the way in.