He holds himself still as she rides through her orgasm, concern furrowing his brow even as his body begs him to keep fucking her.“Was that a good Da...ny or a bad Danny?” Stella asks, confused by Meg’s safe word. Meg giggles hysterically before resting her head on Stella’s thigh.“Good, Danny…very, very, good Danny,” Meg purrs and Stella laughs.“Well dammit, Danny, I wanted to make her scream my name tonight!” Stella pouts, “But she is going to finish me off,” she adds, squeezing her legs together. He already hated it, but it paid the bills and offered plenty of experience to help land that next job. Four months of this had passed when Brent's college buddy Nate called with an offer that would change Brent's life. Nate asked Brent to be the photographer for his upcoming wedding. Money was tight with them both him and his fiance having mountains of student debt. Brent knew and liked Nate's fiance, Brenda. He had proposed to her over graduation weekend. She said yes, which was shocking. "I'm very flattered, though," she said, not wanting this encounter to end."Maybe you should go into modeling," Tracy said. "You're really gorgeous."Laura blushed. "So are you," she said softly."Me?" Tracy scoffed. "Now look who's joking!" I mean it," Laura said, with a straight face.Suddenly they both became uncomfortable, exchanging compliments so boldly."I gotta get back to work," Tracy said suddenly. Then she winked. "Watch where you're going next time."Laura smiled warmly at her, trying to. Well all of this spread over about a year, and eventually she did again ask about me showing the pics. I eagerly told her that I'd shown a few of the guys at work.Well what a disaster! She went fucking mad! At first I thought that she was just putting on a pose so as not to seem sluttish, but it was soon obvious that she was serious.We often go out socializing with the work guys, and she ranted and raved that she'd never be able to look them in the face again. (Mind you, when the time did come.