Kelly Douglass sat in her black Honda civic. She sat and looked at the office number and looked back at the piece of paper she was holding in her hand. The paper matched the address she'd reached. Kelly replayed the circumstances that led to receiving the note.
She'd sucked a man's dick for a chance at photo shoot. She could still remember tasting his cum and feeling it burn in her nose as it had somehow found it's way there. It has been a mess in so many ways. The man was Ray Clemmens, hopefully her employer. She was out on her ass after her long-time boyfriend, ex-boyfriend, cheated on her. She had to get this job and she did what she felt she had to do.
Still, she couldn't help shuddering in shame as she recalled sucking the stunted man's cock and hearing his crude way of speaking to her. She was from an upperclass family, a "good girl" and wasn't used to this way of life. Her father had always told her you get nothing worth getting without some sacrifice and that's what she felt she had to do.
Ray had handed her this note with the address for the photo shoot on today's date. He'd done this as his secretary, the big chested older blonde Sylvia, wiped the cum off her face and tits. Sylvia also served as a sort of witness that forced Kelly to acknowledge this sex act was not exclusively between her and Ray. Kelly had to admit that at the time she needed Sylvia's clean up. She wasn't sure how long it would have taken her to focus properly after the shock to do it herself. Receiving a stranger's load, and a large one at that, all over her tits and face was still something she was processing. But as time went by Kelly was starting to get aggravated, she didn't like having a witness to her in such circumstances.
But that was then and this was now. Kelly forced herself out of her car and approached Eros' photography office. The building was painted grey and the glass door stated the correct company and address. She tried opening the door without issue. She walked inside and saw a room with erotically clothed models in framed posters and a wooden door with a red door bell button.
Kelly walked towards the door, her heels pressing down on the grey carpet, and pressed the button. She heard a "ding dong" noise and waited. Nothing happened so she pressed it again, "ding dong." She was about to press it again when the door flew open. A man opened and greeted her, "I'm sorry, my name's Mike. You must be . . . ugh Rachel is it?"
Kelly was surprised on two levels. One, her name was Kelly. She was about to correct the man on this but she was still processing that this man was fucking hot. Mike, as he'd introduced himself, instantly reminded her of a Matthew Mcconaughey from his early years. He even had the southern accent! He was dressed in a dark green polo and khakis with nice brown shoes. She instantly realized that between needing this job and being instantly attracted to the man . . . she was ok with him not knowing her correct name.
Kelly looked to the ground and smiled, "It's ok but my name is Kelly . . . Kelly Douglass. Not Rachel."
Mike looked her body up and down and ran his hand through his blonde hair in embarrassment. "I'm so sorry for that Kelly, I could have sworn the name was Rachel. Sorry, the work load is busy around here."
Kelly smiled. Ray had made it clear scheduling was hard to come by. He'd given her this advanced opportunity because of his sympathy for her circumstances . . . that and her willingness to take his load in her mouth. Kelly said, "Yeah, I'd hear it's busy. Mr. Clemmens said he was able to work something out for me last minute, so I guess it makes sense. Could be some last minute changes?"
Mike nodded, "Ok, so at least I am not going senile, come on in. You look wonderful."
Kelly walked in. She wore just basic jeans, heals, and a tight yellow top to show off her tits. She'd been told the company would supply the modeling clothing. Kelly had a nice athletic build with blue eyes and white alabaster skin tone with luscious curly brown hair that hung behind her shoulder blades.
Mike directed her to a spot and explained the areas she should stand for her poses and pointed to the taped spots indicating such. He took up a camera and began taking shots explaining that he'd get some "natural, in the raw" shots before going further.
Kelly enjoyed this time. She liked Mike's attention as he made her feel sexy and beautiful with the poses he directed. This felt good after how her boyfriend had betrayed her and how she'd subjected herself to the old fat stubby Ray Clemens. It was good to feel desirable by such an attractive man.
Mike eventually asked her to try on a variety of costumes. "Kelly, now we need some examples that can show your possible range. I brought these outfits for you to pose in. Some themes included genie, nurse, and pirate and all were revealing and sexy. Kelly picked up the pirate outfit, "Where can I change?"
Mike looked confused, "Oh, right here is fine. Don't worry, this is professional. I am sort of like a doctor, seen it all." Kelly decided that sounded right and it wasn't like he would be shooting her naked so why not? She slipped into the pirate outfit which was basically a mini skirt with some fake leather bikini top with a red and white bandana and fake parrot to go on her shoulder. And a plastic cutlass, couldn't forget that. Mike directed her in more poses.
Then he explained that he needed to see her in lingerie. Kelly was nervous at first but decided a bra and panties was about the same as wearing a bikini, so where was the harm?
Kelly was wearing what some would call a red lace teddy with stockings when Mike began explaining how she could best market herself in the industry. "Kelly, you are gorgeous and you can probably get side modeling work with the basic photos we've taken including the underwear pictures. But it is competitive. If you want to really make some money and set yourself apart from the competition you can go further."
Kelly had a feeling where this was going, she also noticed Mike's cock was looking long and strong through his khakis and she was flattered by that, "How much further?"
