John found a tired and upset Roxy sitting on the sofa in his house. She vainly tried to put on a smile and offered him a glass of whiskey which he took and sat next to her.
"First, I have to apologize that I did not tell you where I was going. When James sent the photographs to the boss, I managed to add my phone number when he was not looking. The photos were nice and ..." she began but John interrupted her.
"Sexy and nude..." John said sarcastically.
"Revealing... tight bikinis etc. I got a call from the boss saying he wanted to meet me. And I went to the address he gave and didn't have time to message you," she said.
"And the bastard fucked your brains out, right?" John asked.
"He is not so... virile and ..."
"Please give me graphic details. don't hold back now," John asked downing his drink.
"He stuck to licking and sometimes he would put it in," she said glancing at John to gauge his reaction.
"Then why the long face if he loved eating your pussy? I am sure he would have offered you a chance to do some modelling."
"Everything was going fine till he got a phone call from someone called Carrie. Then he was very furious and asked me if I was sleeping with you and when I said yes, he asked me to leave."
Everything fell in place now for John. The fat ass secretary Carrie, who had the hots for him, genuinely wanted to be laid, and when she came to his house and saw a woman's clothes and a suitcase, she became inquisitive. She saw Roxy's photos on his cellphone. Carrie would have forwarded Roxy's photos to her own phone and later would have showed it to her sources to find out whether the model with the boss was Roxy. When her hunch proved true, she had passed on the information to the boss, knowing fully well he would not sleep with someone being screwed by those on his payroll. What a bitch the nosy Carrie was! He must have drilled her asshole when he had the chance.
"The boss and I are not on good terms and don't see eye to eye on many things. It is humiliation for the boss to eat what I had fucked," he told her, avoiding any mention of Carrie being with him.
"But why should the secretary rat on me? And how did she know I was with you?" asked an inquisitive Roxy.
Now was the time to tread cautiously, John thought and said: "She is the office gossip and has sources everywhere. Her job is to know everything and to spread tales. Did you speak about us when you were doing the photoshoot with James."
"Yes. I told him how nice you were and how you helped me."
"Was anyone else there at that time?"
"Hmmm, yes. James had an assistant, you know, helping him with the lights etc."
"Aha! Carrie talks to guys like that assistant. She would have let him see her boobs and touch them and got information from him about you and me."
After an uneasy pause she asked: "What happens now? I don't know how you feel about me after all this. Do you want me to leave?".
"Roxy, you told me the truth about yourself and how you use your body to get things done. So, I don't expect you to be loyal to me. I was a bit upset that you slept with the boss, but now I feel ok. I need a woman in my bed and that is it. So the arrangement continues. You can stay here," he said but couldn't manage a smile.
"Thanks, John. I am tired, do you mind if I go to bed?" she asked.
John nodded and later when he joined her in bed found her fast asleep.
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