Life with a Goddess

Chapter 4

"Wow, they're even more amazing on you." I start to get emotional.

"I know right! Thank you again." She kisses me. 

"Taylor you look so beautiful."

"Awe, how sweet of you Zack." 

My eyes start to water.

"Are you gonna cry?" Taylor has that worried look on her face again.

"No it's just allergies" She knows im lying.

Then she plants a kiss on my nose.

"Well, when we get home I'm going to model my new lingerie for my husband, then I'm going to fix that "allergy problem" of yours. Ok?"

I nod. She turns around to leave. My eyes fall on her body like a feather. I sustain myself from jumping on her.

Here we go let's do this.

So far my favorite ones are the first and fourth lingerie takes. The first one she is wearing a black, chantilly lace garter slip. It shapes all her lovely curves. The fourth lingerie is a black, bustle-back slip. The ruffles in the back make her butt look extra good, and how she has on red lipstick with her hair in a ponytail makes her look like a school teacher, a naughty one.

First set is over with.

I stand behind the computer to see how the pictures turned out. Every shot Ryan makes is amazing. Taylor is such a natural.

Taylor's nowhere to be found.

"Ryan, where did Taylor go?"

"I don't know, she said she was going to use the restroom, she's probably in the dressing-room by now."

"Okay, well I'll be back."

Ryan nods.

My senses tell me that Taylor is up to no good. I need to piss. While I'm washing my hands, suddenly I have a strange feeling that someones watching me. I look up in the mirror, there she is standing behind me against the wall. She's looks so stiff yet relaxed. I turned around. Taylor's wearing a black Kimono, swinging the straps. and around. Only god knows what's under there.

"Hi." Taylor's voice sounds sweet and innocent. "Hi." My voice has a suspicious tone to it. "Aren't you supposed to be working?" "And aren't you supposed to be watching me?" Why does she have to be so feisty? "I'm on break anyway." 

She takes a couple steps forward.

 "But I want to know why you are in here." Taylor smiles. It seems like she wants to laugh but doesn't. "I'm hungry." She bites her lip. "Okay I'll take you somewhere to eat after you're done." 

She shakes her head and pouts, taking another step. Two more steps and she'll be near my face. 

"No?" "I want you," giving me her childish and seductive look. "You can wait till you're done." "I'm not taking no for an answer." "You need to go back to work." "And you need to feed me."

She takes one last step.

"Taylor don't." "Don't what?" She giggles softly. "This isn't a game." "Yes, kiss me."

Taylor's hands start trailing down to my pants.

"Taylor don't." "Zack."

Screw it, can't control myself any longer. I grab her hand and turned her away from me, still holding her hand. Her right arm is in a chicken wing, can't move without hurting herself.

"Is this what you want." She nods. I can tell she's biting her lip. "I can't hear you." My voice gets deeper. "Yes sir." "When will you ever learn. So I'm going to let you go and you're going to leave and go back to work. Do I make myself clear?" "Yes sir." I spin her back around and give her a little kiss.

Since Taylor knows I'm watching her, she makes things extra harder for me. Her smile, laugh, winks, kissing face, all of them are teasing me. I Zack Livingston, married to one of the finest supermodels of America, is being teased.

This last take Taylor's wearing a sexy little french maid lingerie outfit. So enticing. I could watch her all day. Mmm. Speaking of time, wow! Time sure does fly, it's already 5:15 p.m.

"Ok, just a few more shots, we are done."

Finally! Now I can have Taylor all to myself. Can't wait to eat all of her up.

Eat! Dinner! Crap I forgot. I got to call Celler de Can Roca and tell them we're still coming.

Taylor's back in one peace and gives me a kiss. "I missed you." "I bet you do. Let's go, so you can see why I told you to wear this." Rubbing my hands from her shoulder blades all the way down and over to her butt.