Aphr-Orc-Disiac

Living in a new city can be nerve wracking, but it can also be pretty exciting! It's important to know what the new city has so whenever I have time, I go out and sightsee. Yeah, I know, a little touristy but it's the best way to know the area you live in, you know?

And it certainly has its benefits! I found some awesome local restaurants and stores that you couldn't find in my hometown. There was this local coffee shop that had the best latte I have ever had. And it was close to my apartment! Instant regular.

Whenever I had slow days with work, I would head to the downtown area to look at the buildings and see what other businesses there are. I made sure to bring my camera (a photographer needs to be prepared) to take some pictures of the scenery. Especially at night, it's gorgeous. And it would look good in my portfolio, a bonus! Just to be safe, I would also take the camera's bag so I don't have to constantly be carrying it in my hands. (Or leave it somewhere, god forbid. That camera was pricey.)

Of course, there was another reason why I was out sightseeing. Remember when I said that this city was known for having a huge orc population? Well, it did not disappoint. Everywhere I walked, there were orcs no matter which direction I turned. Yes, there were a lot of other races in the area as well, but it's obvious that orcs were the more conspicuous ones here. Big, green, hunky orcs of all shapes and features. I felt like I was in orc paradise. There were also female orcs around (obviously) and, even though I'm not into women, they looked pretty good too.

The nightlife was something else. Nightclubs and bars were practically flashing themselves at you with how many there were. I bar hopped for a while just to see the atmosphere. Suffice to say, I'll DEFINITELY be going back to some of these.

As the night was winding down, I took the monorail. (I saw the parking prices there, I'd rather avoid that.) It was almost empty if not for another person (they looked like a beastman, feline I think) who had headphones on and keeping to themselves. I sat close to one of the doors and just enjoyed watching outside the window as it started moving again.

I knew it was a risk moving to another city that I knew nothing about (other than the orc population) but I'm pretty happy with how it's turning out. Yeah, I know, I'm mostly saying that because I'm getting some orc action, but this city is exactly my style. I found some amazing places to eat and hang out, got some good pictures to add to the file, who knows what else I can get.

After 10 minutes have passed, the monorail stopped again. I still had a couple more stops to go through before I get out so I just waited. I didn't expect anyone getting in (it WAS really late) but then I heard someone walking in. I turned around (I can't help but look) and saw the new passenger.

First thing I noticed, he's an orc. (Nice.) Second thing, he was wearing a suit. A nicely done, professional business suit. With a tie, fancy shoes, and everything. His black hair was in a slick back hairstyle, which went well with his trimmed beard. He looked muscular, but the suit was loose enough that I couldn't see how much, hiding his physique well. And the third thing, he was carrying a big suitcase. All in all, he looked like an everyday businessman.

He sat at the opposite side of me, placed his suitcase beside him, and gave a rather exhausted sigh. He hung his head back a little and dropped his shoulders, as if all of his energy left his body. If I had to guess, he was coming back from something work related.

I felt a little bad for him, honestly. Whatever his job was, it was enough to not only leave him drained, but also get out of work pretty late. (That is, assuming he immediately took the monorail after he got off work.) And it's a shame to just leave a handsome face like that.

"Long night?"

I took a risk. Depending on his reaction, I could either continue the conversation or leave him be. The ball was on his court.

He straightened his head and got a good look at me. I don't fault him for not having noticed me. Being tired could make you oblivious to your surroundings.

He fixed his posture a bit before giving me a sigh and a smile, "You could say that. I'm currently trying to sell a product to a shop that would be great for our business. I've been doing some overtime so I can make sure everything goes smoothly."

Ah, so he's a salesman. Good to know.

"Wow, what products are you selling?"

"In short, underwear. But the fabric we use is much more comfortable and elastic compared to our competitors."

Underwear, huh? Wasn't what I was expecting but I'm not complaining. I tend to lose underwear rather easily. (It may or may not be because they get destroyed when I have my orc sessions. I sometimes like it when they get ripped off of me, okay? It's hot!)

"Oh, alright! I take it the shop needs a little more convincing?"

He chuckled lightly at that, "They're a big company and they have people trying to sell to them all the time. So, I need to be resolute."

I hummed at that and gave a nod.

His eyes suddenly widened a bit and he shook his head, "Oh! I'm sorry! I should introduce myself! Gor, salesman for Pureign."

Pureign. I know that name. It's a company that's been growing pretty big these past couple of years. I have a couple of friends who use their products and they have nothing but good things to say about them. Didn't think I'd run into one of their employees in a monorail.

And his name is Gor. I know orcs tend to have rough sounding names but considering that he works in sales, I was not really expecting a name like Gor. (Suits him though.)

"Javier. Freelance photographer."

His eyebrows rose, "You're a photographer?"

I opened my bag and took out my camera. I often joked that it was my baby but considering how much I take care of it, it wouldn't be a complete lie.

Gor let out a hum, "Have to admit, I don't know much about photography or cameras, but that looks fancy. You were taking pictures around downtown?"

"Yeah. Would you like to see?"

He nodded and I went to sit beside him. He moved his suitcase to make room for me. As I sat, I noticed he had a faint smell of cologne on him. He probably put it on in the morning. It was a nice smell, like wood (different type of wood than I'm used to). Wonder how it smelled normally.

Making myself comfortable, I showed him the pictures I took.

While I did enjoy the nightlife like I said, I also made sure to take as many photos, especially if the places I visited looked absolutely stunning. Building showcasing a lot of colors, people who looked like models in their outfits, entertainers on the street doing neat tricks, you name it. (Thank God I managed to file away the more raunchy photos I've taken. That could have been trouble.)

Gor gave a light whistle as he was looking at the photos, "Now those look great. Maybe even better than the photographers we hired."

I giggled, "Please, you'll make me blush with compliments like that."

A light laugh escaped his lips, "I only say the truth."

An idea came into my mind. Didn't know how well it would go, but hey, I didn't get this far without taking chances.

"I may not have been hired by Pureign, but I would love to work with them in the future. I've heard a lot about you from friends and they can't recommend you enough. Is it possible for me to see the products myself?"

From what I heard, salesmen like it when people talk about their company positively. They believe in their products, after all. So, if I show interest in his company, maybe I can gain something from it. A new job opportunity, maybe some of their products, some alone time with a handsome orc like Gor, all the above, I'm not picky!

He hummed and rubbed his chin with his hand, clearly thinking. Several seconds passed and he turned to look at me again with a smile on his face.

"You know what? Sure, why not? I think you'd be a great fit for Pureign. I'm getting out on this next stop. Why don't you join me to my hotel room?"

I nodded my head and returned the smile, "I would love to."

The monorail stopped a couple minutes later and we both got off. He said his hotel was close to the monorail so it's be a few minutes of walking. He wasn't kidding. The hotel he was staying in was across the street, hard to miss. Especially with how glamorous it looked. Easily a five-star hotel. And it was HUGE. I'm talking "you have to crane your neck all the way back to look at the top and you STILL won't see it" huge.

We entered the hotel, which looked just as lavish inside as it did outside, and took the elevator. (And also hoping no one looked at us too much. I didn't feel like I belonged there with the way I was dressed.) I saw the number of the floor go higher and higher. If I didn't know any better, I would have thought we were going to hit the triple digits. (Thank God I don't have a fear of heights.)

Eventually, the elevator stopped on the 68th floor. I couldn't even think about that before the elevator doors opened and Gor walked out. There weren't that many rooms from the looks of it, at least compared to a floor with standard rooms. We walked until we arrived at the end of the hall, Gor took a key card out of his pocket and went to the door on the left. I heard an unlocking sound from the door and he opened it. As he entered, he held it open for me. I thanked him and looked around the room.

It was absolutely stunning. The walls, furniture, carpet,

everything

looked pristine. And it was

spacious

. We entered to the living room which was so well kept that I was afraid to touch anything, let alone sit. The extravagant lamps gave the room a nice hue for me to see every inch of the place and its glory. Gor decided to give me a little tour of his room. Farther in was the bedroom with a bed that almost looked like it was made of marble. Said bedroom even led to a balcony. A balcony big enough to have a couple of seats, some plants (which I didn't know if they were real), and a table. Oh, and it had a fantastic view of the city, of course. The last thing I saw was the restroom and, I have to say, if I had a restroom like this, I would never leave it. It was almost like a public restroom with how big it was, except not public or disgusting. (Though admittedly, does make the sex hotter. I can't explain it, it just does.) The design for it was luxurious and it had a giant shower and a hot tub.

There was no doubt about it, this was a deluxe room.

When we went back to the living room, I sat down on a massive sofa that had a couple of pillows and still looked around a bit. I've never been in a room like this before. It was like I was in another world.

"The life of a salesman sure is extravagant, huh?" I said in an amused tone.

He gave a soft laugh, "The perks of being in a successful company. I often go to many different locations because of my work. And my boss makes sure that I'm comfortable."

"By giving you one of the more expensive rooms? Didn't expect them to be that generous."

"Not all of them are like that, true. But my boss is different. He treats all his employees well. One of the many reasons I love working for this company. Even if I can be exhausted some days."

"But it's worth it, right?"

He chuckled, "Yes, definitely worth it."

He then placed his suitcase beside me and opened it. Inside, I saw a stack of papers on one side that were probably for the shop he was selling to. However, on the other side, there was neatly folded underwear of many kinds. He took them out one by one and divided them along the coffee table that was in front of the sofa. Once he finished taking out all of them, he closed his suitcase and moved it to the floor.

He turned around and smiled, "These are the underwear that we are selling. As you can see, we have created many varieties to accommodate everyone's tastes. All while using the most comfortable fabrics that are long lasting and flexible. Many people are greatly satisfied with our products, we gain more and more consumers every day. And the fabric that we use? Good for the environment! All information about our products can be found on our website."

He truly is a salesman, through and through.

I picked up one of the pieces (which were boxers) and felt the material. And, indeed, it felt incredibly soft and smooth. It almost felt like I was touching a cloud. When I stretched it with my hands, I was shocked to see that it stretched farther than I thought it would. And it didn't even rip. (Considering they were

boxers

, that was pretty impressive.)

"Wow, you weren't kidding. These feel great."

"Just imagine wearing them. Makes you feel like you're wearing nothing at all!"

I giggled, "Speaking from experience?"

He gave a light laugh and a wink, "Strictly off the record, I'm even wearing them right now. Though I can't say that in a professional setting."

"Would be memorable, though!"

I looked at the other pieces and felt a desire to see myself in all of them. I then noticed that there was a full-length mirror attached to one of the walls. I gave it a thought. With the underwear already there and the mirror just begging for a show, I could use this as the perfect opportunity. Plus, the lighting in the room was great. I could definitely see just how good I look in them. And an even BIGGER plus, Gor can watch. Seeing me wear all the underwear might cause a reaction out of him. That would be nice. MORE than nice.

I just had to convince him.

"I don't suppose I can try them all on right now, huh?"

He blinked in surprise, "Oh, um..."

"It's just, they look and feel REALLY good, and I really want to see how I look in them. I know these are the products you use for sales, but I figured that it would be the perfect opportunity now that I'm here. Sorry if I'm overstepping, but...I just REALLY want to try them."

He placed his hand on his chin as he thought about it. I knew odds are he would decline, but there's nothing wrong with asking. Besides, worst thing that can happen is me apologizing if he says no.

After about a minute, he gave a smile, "Ah, what the hell? Sure, you can do that."

My eyes lit up, "Really?"

He shrugged, "I often have to clean them all by putting them in the washer. Must have them looking and feeling clean and all that. Since I'll be doing that, I don't see what harm it'll do having you wear them. So yes, by all means."

With a smile, I lift myself from the couch.

"Thank you so much! I'll even do like a little runway show for you! Can't have you getting bored while I try them on, right?"

He gave a laugh, "Alright! Show me what you got!"

I wanted to start off slow, not putting all my cards on the table and all that. So I decided to go try the boxers first. I went to the restroom and took off my clothes before putting the boxers on. I won't lie, it felt very foreign to me. The underwear I like to wear have more of a tighter fit, like briefs or jockstraps. (It's also the perfect underwear to compliment my ass. There, I said it.) Having so much space for my body to breathe definitely wasn't something I'm used to. With that said however, they were still pretty comfortable. The fabric felt nice on my skin and I could tell that whoever made this put in effort to make it feel smooth.

I walked out of the restroom and walked "center stage" in front of Gor. His eyebrows rose as he looked at me fully.

"Well, what do you think? Do I look as good as I feel?"

I gave a slow twirl as he continued looking. Once I stopped to look at him again, he answered.

"Yes, the boxers look like they were made for you! Have you modeled before?"

I let out a giggle, "No, but you wouldn't be the first person to ask me that. I do try my best to keep in shape."

"Well, I promise you, you look great! Our product looks like a perfect fit for you!"

I turned to the mirror and gave myself a scan. Yeah, definitely not used to wearing boxers. But the design was cute. As did I, in a "I want to be comfy as I stay home and relax" kind of way. The only real pity is that it doesn't really emphasize my ass all that well. Too baggy.

That's alright, we had other underwear to try on. And thankfully, the rest are more my speed.

I turned to look at Gor and gave him a smile, "Thanks! Though, I think the other ones will look even better on me!"

I grabbed the long johns and headed back to the restroom to change. Once I did, I returned and decided to do some poses for a little more flair.

"Well? What do you think?"

Now we were getting somewhere! Admittedly, I've never worn underwear that cover my thighs (it felt like a corset for my legs), but just like the ones I wear, they make my ass look amazing! Looking myself in the mirror confirmed as much to me. And I made sure to do poses that really complimented my figure.

I was able to see Gor's eyes widen for a bit before he shook it off and cleared his throat.

"Um, they-they look good on you! Really good! Makes the assETS-!" He yelled the last part, catching himself. I giggled as he gave a slight cough. God, that was cute.

"Assets stand out. Yes." He finished.

"Thank you, it really does, doesn't it? Let me try out the rest."

It continued like that; me getting a new piece of underwear, going to the restroom to change, and come back out to give a show. I made sure to go in the order of least to most revealing. Which was definitely influencing Gor. His face would get redder and redder after each piece I've tried and I was 85% certain his bulge was getting bigger every time. He tried to be vocal every time I modeled for him, but he was more focused in trying not to stare at a certain area of my body. (Which the underwear was getting stretched at the most. At least it can hold all this cake.)

Eventually, there were two pieces left. And it was time to test his resolve.

One of the them was a jockstrap. My favorite type of underwear. And the one I was looking forward to wearing in front of Gor. When I picked them up, I looked at the corner of my eye and saw his eyes widen in realization. I didn't give him time to think as I went back to the restroom, changed into them, and came out faster than me coming out of the closet in middle school.

The tone of the room shifted. Once Gor saw my plump ass in all its glory when I (purposefully) did sexy poses, he couldn't look away. His eyes were glued in, looking at them like they were freshly backed loafs of bread. His eyes were opened so wide, I was afraid they were going to pop off and rocket to my cheeks. I also noticed that his bulge

jumped

this time too. Look at that! The percentage went up to 100!

"Now these are more my style! Man, they feel incredible!"

And they really did! Have to say, with all this posing just to get some dick, I'm actually really liking the product. Definitely gonna be buying myself some of these.

I looked to the mirror, making sure my back side was in view, and smirked.

"Even my ass looks amazing in these!"

I then gave one of my cheeks a good slap and wiggled it with my hand.

As I turned to Gor, he looked like he was fighting with himself. His entire body looked tense and was shaking slightly, almost as if he wanted to get up and move (probably towards me). And there was no more hiding that bulge that was desperately trying to pop out of his pants. Would ruin a nice suit, but would look really hot to see.

"Ye-yes, they do look really good with those jocks." He gulped as his eyes continued to stare at them. "Really, REALLY good..."

I smiled as I shake my hips to make my cheeks jiggle, which made them smack together. A groan came out of his lips seeing that.

"You're such a charmer, Gor. Thanks. But we still have one more piece of underwear to try."

Somehow his eyes widened even more, as he knew what was the last underwear left. The g-string, the man-thong, the banana-hammock, you know what I'm talking about. I lifted the g-string and paused to think for a second, then smiled.