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 Maggies's Men Chapter One - Max Lexington

   Maggie woke up late...again.  Last night was great, but she was afraid
that if she was late one more time she'd be fired.  Then she realized that
she was in such a good mood that she didn't give a rat's ass.  She'd get
there when she got there.  She fed the cat, started the coffee, and jumped
into the shower.

   Showering was more like a discovery mission.  As she rubbed the soap all
over her body she tried to find all the bite marks and bruises that were
scattered all over her.  She smiled in remembrance of how they came to be
there.  After washing her long dark hair, getting dressed, and grabbing her
coffee she replayed the entire evening in her mind as she drove to work.

   Yesterday had been basically average.  Nothing too exciting ever
happened at the bank and especially not at the drive-through window.  Then
HE pulled up -Max Lexington!  Since the first day she had laid eyes on him
a few months ago she knew he was different.  She was immediately drawn in
by his perfect smile and deep sexy voice.  They'd made pleasant
conversation, but it had never gone beyond that.  He had a presence about
him that requested - no demanded- her attention even when he said nothing
at all.  Yesterday when he pulled up, he gave her a note along with his
deposit.  You - Me - Bell Tower Inn - 9 p.m.  She gasped.  He laughed.  She
nodded.  Her brain was in a fog for the rest of the day.

   Maggie hit all the stoplights just right.  A good thing since her mind
wasn't on her driving.  As she took her exit to the interstate, her
shoulder brushing against the seatbelt made her wince - then smile.  Her
mind continued to wander.

   She had been a few minutes late to the Bell Tower Inn so as not to
appear too eager.  He was waiting at the bar with a drink in his hand.  Her
first thought was "What a gorgeous hunk of man." Her second "What have I
gotten myself into?".  He acknowledged her arrival with just a smile and a
nod to a nearby table.  She sat down without saying a word.  She looked up
and down his body as he came over to join her.  He looked so confident and
there was no doubt that he was in control.

   "Hello, Maggie.  Ready for some dinner?" he said.  "Yes, that'd be nice"
she replied as she reached for the menu.  He grasped her hand and said
"There's no need for that.  I've already ordered." She was torn between
feeling both frustrated and turned on.  Who did he think he was to not only
tell her where to be and when to be there, but also what to eat?!?  Then
again, his commanding, self-assured attitude in public made her wonder if
he was the same way in the bedroom.  She was already aching to find out.

   The waitress brought over their dinner.  She enjoyed the Chicken
Parmesan, savored the baked potato loaded with butter, and became giddy
from the wine.  They talked about their jobs, their apartments, the latest
news topics, even the weather - everything except what was on her mind.  It
was like he knew she wanted him and was feeding off of her anticipation. 
During dinner, he had casually touched her hand, brushed the hair from her
face, and even wiped a corner of her mouth with his napkin.  She felt her
nipples getting hard beneath her revealing red sweater.  She wanted him and
she was sure that he knew it.

   After dinner, he asked for the check, flirted with the waitress as he
paid the bill, and then practically ordered her from the table.  "Let's go,
Maggie!" She dutifully obeyed wondering the whole time how this stranger
had such power over her.  He led her to the parking lot.  "My car - over
here." She asked no questions.  He opened the car door for her (now that
was better).  He got inside and started the engine.  Before taking off, he
looked at her with penetrating green eyes, leaned close and put his hand on
her knee.  Then he whispered "Get ready, Maggie Sweetheart, get ready."

   On the way to Max's apartment they said very little.  The soothing
sounds of Norah Jones came from the radio.  Maggie was admiring the nice
leather seats and sunroof in Max's car.  Everything about this man was high
class.

   Driving along remembering what had happened next made Maggie excited all
over again.  She found herself getting wet.  Slowly, her free hand trailed
down between her legs rubbing her clit in tiny little circles that caused a
moan to escape.  She had never been so overcome by a man before.  Thoughts
of the sex from the previous evening wouldn't leave her mind.

   When they had arrived at his apartment, Max said "Come In." It was more
of a command than an invitation, but she obliged.  Once inside, Max kicked
off his shoes.  Maggie did the same.  He handed her a lighter saying "Light
the candles then turn off the light!" She did as she was told as he sat on
the sofa and watched her every move.  "Now, come stand here in front of
me." As she stood in front of him, his eyes caressed her body.  He reached
out to touch her breasts then ran his hand down along her stomach.  She
wanted so badly to feel that hand between her legs.  When Max dropped his
hand back into his lap, Maggie felt almost sad.  She wanted more - much
more.  She had no idea at the time, but she would be getting much more than
she bargained for.

   "Take off your jeans." She unzipped them slowly and slid them down her
body locking eyes with him the whole time.  She kicked the jeans aside. 
"Now your panties" Again she obeyed.  He stood and slipped her sweater over
her head letting it fall to the floor.  He wrapped his arms around her,
pulling her close to him.  His hands wandered all over her naked body. 
Then he kissed her.  At first it was slow, sweet and seductive.  Just the
way she liked it.  Then, the kiss became more rough and demanding.  His
tongue probed her mouth, then he bit her lip, kissed his way along her face
to her neck and sunk his teeth into her tender flesh.  Again and again he
bit her causing her to moan in pain.  He moved on down to her breasts
sucking, licking, and even nibbling her nipples.  Maggie could feel her
wetness increasing, her desire building, her body almost melting.  He
grabbed her ass and pressed his hard cock against her.  "Maggie, tell me
how much you want it." She looked at him in disbelief.  Was he kidding? 
She had never said anything like that before to any man.  "TELL ME NOW" he
demanded.  "Oh, Max, I want it so bad." He smiled.  In one swift motion he
turned her around and bent her over the coffee table.  He grabbed her hips
and entered her.  She moaned loudly.  His cock was so big and hard deep
inside her that she didn't think she could continue to stand.  He began to
thrust harder and harder.  Her moans became louder and her breathing so
fast she thought she'd hyperventilate "Don't you EVEN cum" he ordered. 
"I'm not through with you!" He pulled out and spanked her ass again and
again.  She felt the warm sting turn quickly into pleasurable pain.  Her
desire overcame her.  "Please fuck me!" she begged.  "Not yet, Sweetheart.
Turn around and get on your knees."

   She did as he asked.  From her spot on the floor she looked up at him.
He was stroking his hard cock.  "Suck it.  If you do a good job, I MIGHT
fuck you again." She took him into her mouth.  He grabbed a handful of hair
forcing himself deep into her throat.  Maggie gagged but Max continued to
fuck her face.  Just when she thought he'd surely shoot his load in her
mouth he pulled out and looked down at her.  "You want me to fuck you some
more don't you?" She nodded- still on her knees.  He smacked her face
lightly.  "Don't shake your head at me.  Answer me." "Yes, Max" she said.
"Yes what, Maggie?" he asked smacking her again.  "Yes I want you to fuck
me" she whimpered.  "Ok, since you've been such a good girl I will.  Stand
up and assume the position."

   She turned around and bent over.  She was so turned on, so hot just
waiting to feel his cock deep inside her again.  Then, before she knew what
was happening he had entered her ass.  She cried out in pain as he began to
slide in and out of her.  She had never had anal sex before and had decided
that she didn't like it much.  But then he reached around and rubbed her
clit and fingered her pussy while fucking her ass and when she came it was
so hard, from so deep within her that she decided it was worth the pain. 
Max pulled out and came all over her back and down her ass crack.  She
collapsed on the floor and wanted to just crawl into bed and go to sleep,
but that wasn't going to happen.

   "Get dressed, Maggie.  I'll take you to get your car." Maggie couldn't
believe her ears.  She felt so used and angry, but at the same time
satisfied and hungry for more.  She tried to kiss him, but he dodged her
and simply kissed her forehead.  "Let's go". Again they said nothing in the
car.  He pulled up next to her vehichle.  "See you later, Sweetheart." Then
he was gone.

   As she pulled into the parking lot to face the workday, still wet from
her masturbation, Maggie smiled to herself.  She wondered if she really
would see him again - or if she really wanted to for that matter.  One
thing she knew for sure was that she would not soon forget her night with
Max Lexington.