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“This is Griffin Marks,” Elana says. “He’ll be your partner for the couple’s toys. Griffin, this is Pearl White.”
I almost chuckle at her full name, but I’d rather not start off on the wrong foot. Instead, I step forward and offer my hand. She slides her fingertips over my palm until I can slowly raise them to my mouth.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Pearl.”
“Likewise,” she breathes as I kiss her knuckles.
“Please, have a seat. Let’s talk.”
I lead her over to the couch. Zane settles on the adjacent love seat and pulls Elana onto his lap. But Pearl’s eyes are on me. Which is fine. I keep her hand in mine and sit. She sits close so her knee is touching mine.
“So, this is the photo studio?” she asks.
“Yes,” I nod. “It’s set up for just about everything.”
“What exactly do you mean by everything?” she smiles.
“Elana has a very specific vision for the pictures taken to showcase her products,” I explain. “In order to capture that vision, we’re expected to use those products for their intended purpose.”
“I’m aware of that.”
“I’m a stranger to you,” I point out.
“I’ve been in intimate positions with other models before that were strangers to me,” she laughs.
“This is different, Pearl,” I explain. “We’ll be as close to naked as possible.”
“I’m okay with that.”
“Have you ever posed in the nude?”
“No.”
“If you’re going to come, I’m going to see your pussy. And so will Zane.”
Her breath catches at this. But her pupils seem to dilate. She’s turned on. Something also given away by the slight tense in her hand.
“All of this was explained to me at my interview,” she breathes.
“Saying you’re okay with it is one thing,” I say in a low voice. “Being okay with it when it happens is another.”
As if on cue, Elana moans. Pearl’s head snaps to the side. But she doesn’t have a full view. To my absolute delight, she turns her body to watch. I keep her hand in mine and slide close behind her.
“What are they doing?” she pants.
I take in the sight of Zane pleasuring his wife as she straddles his lap. His face is cradled in her hands as he kisses the swell of her breasts. She rocks her hips back and forth as he mostly likely pumps her pussy with a vibrator.
“He’s making her come,” I growl.
“I can see that,” she breathes. “I just…didn’t realize she was so…close with her employees.”
I smile at this. Then I put my mouth against her ear to clue her in.
“He’s not just her employee, he’s her husband.”
“Holy fuck,” she pants. “And…do they do this often?”
“Whenever the urge strikes them.”
