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As they replaced the receiver of the phone, Tara looked into James's eyes, just to make sure everything was ok with him.

James leaned forward for a long passionate kiss, their soft lips feeling one another's warmth. Then James probed, and Tara teasingly denied him entrance, and slowly breaks into a smile. She pulled back, standing over James, but her eyes never once leaving his. She pulled him up to his feet, before she sank to her knees this time.

Her hands reached into his pants, stroking that familiar member that has brought her so much pleasure within those short 2 years. Still, her round sparkling eyes staring right into those blue eyes of James's. She pulled him out of his pants, with her firm yet tender touch.

She rubbed slowly, from the base to the tip, then back down again. She blows her breath onto the shiny tip, taking in the scent, flicking her tongue at it playfully. James reaches down, and caresses her hair fondly. This was a daily reminder of how he had fallen in love with her.

Slipping it gently into her mouth, she knew that the sun was setting. She pushed his cock all the way down her throat, but yet her touch was soft and delicate. James moaned softly, the tightness of her throat still unbelievable. She held this position for a few moments, her sexual prowess mind-blowing at times. Then withdrawing slowly, she smiled, licking her lips.

Now, forming a tight ring around his shaft with her lips, she sucked hard, bobbing her head back and forth, faster and faster. Her quick change of pace catching James unaware, but he was delighted as usual. She released his cock from her hold, watching the cockhead glisten in the light once more before pouncing back on it, sliding it back down her throat.

He thrusted forward now, to meet her every movement as he cradled her head in his palms. He was fucking her mouth, but always careful not to hurt her. She kept her lips tight, yet allowing that long hard shaft to slide back and forth smoothly. James reached down, sliding her over-sized T-shirt off her shoulders, revealing her firm chest, her nipples screaming for attention.

Then James pulled out, knowing he was near. He started to pound on his cock with his fist, faster and faster until his fingers are but a flurry in front of Tara. Then he groaned, once, twice and then a third. Tara quickly envelops the cockhead once more, feeling his warm cum hit her tongue, the insides of her mouth, the back of her throat.

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Both James and Tara collapses next to one another, taking a breather. James reaches over to kiss Tara, the taste of his cum still lingered on her tongue. His fingers roving, they slide along the side of her back, to the outside of her breasts. They felt so full and warm, and then her nipple seemed to be drawing his fingers like a powerful magnet.

She moans at his touch, but pushes him away playfully at the same time.

"Darling, I have to get ready for this." She says sternly, to James's disappointment.

It has only been 2 years since James and Tara had first met, but now they were married, and were starting an escort service. Their very own business.

Both had swinging tendencies, and had agreed to it in principle, but at 26 and 22 respectively, they've never had any experience. Still, it meant that both were ok with running an escort service, and what it entailed. Not planning to have any kids as yet, Tara was on the pill indefinitely, which also saved James the displeasure of wearing protection.

James loved Tara's blonde shoulder-length hair, as did Tara love James's dirty blonde curls. James was not particularly burly but toned nicely, and Tara loved to cuddle in his arms. Tara was of average height, and relatively petite, except for her full chest. At 34E-23-34, she was quite a sight to behold. It was one of the motivations that prompted James to suggest an escort service in the first place. Judging by the looks both men and women gave her on the streets, she would definitely be a hit.

And indeed she was. Two weeks after putting up a website, there were about 2000 hits, most of them visiting the page with Tara's personal portfolio. It was a small one, and James was the photographer so it didn't turn out really well. Still, her seductive poses, her own charms and the suggestive clothings were enough to tempt over a 100 mails enquiring about the service. Since there was only one Tara to go around, clients have to be taken up one by one.

It wasn't easy to pick a good client. Not that Tara wasn't wild enough for just about any guy, but James had second thoughts about placing her at risk. And there was this one email from a lady. It did spark a few wild thoughts from Tara, and James as well. It was a tussle at first, but Tara's wishes came through in the end.