I introduce this story to you all as fiction and fantasy however it draws from many of my own experiences in the fashion industry. The things taking place in this story are not to be implied or understood to have ever taken place or assumed to be "par for the course" so to speak. This story has evolved from an idea I've been previously working on and a fantasy of one of our very own Literotica members. I hope you all enjoy this story and I especially hope that it is all she expected and more.
Love, Nicole
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I love the city in the early mornings, especially so in the winter when there's a downy blanket of snow over every corner of New York when you awake to the watery, searching tendrils of sunshine inching their way across virgin snow. The lonely and meandering trail, of some early morning adventurer, as it turns the corner to disappear in singular solitude remains an inviolable metaphor for the sudden hush of a snow silenced metropolis. Soon the pristine expanse will be trampled into an ugly slush by millions of feet, but for now it is my sparkling sanctuary. The coffee rolls back my murkiness. I'm packed, and there my bags wait by the door. Catherine sleeps while for two hours now I've been juggling schedules and finalizing flights for the models and photographers and support staff. I'm ready to go.
This is our biggest shoot ever. The woman I work for designs ladies intimates, or racy-lacy lingerie so to speak, and we've decided to produce a catalog for the Spring season. I have been planning for 4 months. We're sharing the costs with one of our clients and have six quite well known models, and a support staff of nine. Today we all meet at the airport for an early flight to Miami, then Puerto Rico and on to the French island of St. Bart's.
The arrival was breathtaking as usual. The tropical scrub covered hills seeming to reach out for the small prop-plane as the ground rushes up, and just when your panic surges with the certainty that you will perish on the side of a mountain, you see a narrow ribbon of road pass inches under the plane. In the next instant you are plummeting down at an exaggerated angle and slamming into the runway which runs down the steep slope of the hill and onto the narrow flat patch of land just off one of the many beaches. Most of the girls have been here many times and haven't stopped chatting and smiling and laughing through the ordeal. One lovely and angelic young woman stares wide eyed at me, the color drained from her face so that her lips seem pale and translucent. I mouth silently that it'll be ok. She smiles wanly and turns away trembling. I remember my first time arriving in St. Bart's by plane and smile.
"So, I assume this is your first time in St. Bart's?" I ask the angel while we're getting everyone in vans for the hotel.
"Yy-es, yes it is." She stammers. "I'm sorry, but I must still be shaken from that landing. You know I thought we were going to crash." She said more steadily.
"Hi, I'm sorry, I'm Nicole." And smiling broadly I extended my hand.
"Oh yes I know, I work for Ginny and Liz. I'm the wardrobe assistant and I spoke with you the other day." She said smiling nervously and extending her hand. "Oh shit!" As she dropped her satchel, spilling it's contents at her feet.
"Ok, hey ladies let's load up." I was shouting, "Go on both vans and I'll follow."
I stooped and helped that stunningly gorgeous and darling angel scoop up the contents of her satchel. Pens, pencils, paperclips, straight pins, a stapler, staples, pieces of paper fitters tapes and a myriad of like items. We stood and she was stammering that she was sorry. She was precious.
"Hey, come on. This is the last taxi in line so ride with me." I urged.
"Oh no I can't, Ginny and Liz will need me here." She said looking away as if seeking Ginny and Liz and being terribly unsure of herself. And, with more confidence she looked me in the eyes and smiled, "I'm so sorry, I forgot. Hi, I'm Penny."
"Well Penny, it is a pleasure to meet you." I smiled, "I've been meaning to ask since you have such a lovely voice and delicate accent. Are you Australian? It's just a hint of an accent and hard to place."
"Why yes, yes I am from OZ, but I've been in New York for 2 years studying and working." She said smiling, "I should go look for Ginny and Liz now really." Penny said firmly.
"No, don't worry Penny. I saw Liz before you got through customs and she suggested you go on ahead to the hotel and get settled with your stuff and theirs and start unpacking. They have to go to the customs yard at the other end of the airport and sign out all the boxes of our clothes and things with Leo and Randy the photographers." I explained, "So hop in sweetie." I said taking her hand and sliding into the back.
The ride to the hotel was winding and perilous, but the views were stunning and Penny was smiling as her eyes sparkled in wonder. We arrived at the hotel and met up with the rest of our group in the lobby and I set the schedule for the afternoon. In 3 hours if all went well I wanted to start shooting in the gardens.
The shoot was finishing up and I found myself watching Penny. She stood off to the side in a trance watching P model a pale blue thong and bra set, and I have to admit she was looking extremely hot, which would explain Penny's dreamy gaze. Leo finished up and P sauntered over and as Penny extended the robe and P slipped her arms through and wrapped herself, her hand stroked Penny's and paused a full beat. I saw Penny blushing as P turned her head and gave Penny a light little peck on the cheek and whisper.
"Thanks Penny." And she smiled.
The next day was long and we were all very busy, but over lunch I sat with Penny and we talked. I liked her very much and could tell she'd been smitten with P, our young Eastern European up and coming model. We talked about her wanting to be a designer, and I said that she should be one of our models, that she was stunning and should give it a try. Penny was quite shy about it and did say she'd always found it very glamorous and all but she couldn't follow trough. She smiled shyly and in that moment I knew what P and I were going to do. I could just see Penny's lovely pale complexion with a light powder to smooth it, pale pink lipstick on those full pouting lips of hers and a tawny two tone eye shadow would accentuate her gorgeous sparkling green eyes. Her long wavy auburn hair could use just a little fluffing and she'd be perfect. I was conspiring in my mind just how we'd get her to model a few bra and panty sets for us. I needed to talk with P and two of the other girls to arrange for my idea of a private lingerie show in my bungalow.
At the end of the shoot, I watched as P went up to Penny and they talked in whispering confidences and Penny blushed. P took her hand and gave Penny a lingering kiss on the cheek and smiled. Penny smiled back and nodded. P made her way over to me, her robe fluttering open in front. Her slender form seeming to glide with a dancers stride as she came toward me. I smiled taking in every curve of her beautiful body. She excited me. She was wearing a pale pink satin and lace demi-bra and her perky b-cup breasts were swelling up and in above the lace edges of the cups, and the tiny all over lace thong dove in a deep V between her supple thighs. She came up to me wrapping her robe about her. Penny she said was going to meet her in her bungalow for a little wine and she said that two of her roommates were up for a little get together in my bungalow. They'd do a make-over on Penny and join me. I was going to arrange to have a box or two of lingerie brought to my room in advance.
I could hardly wait. I ordered room service so we'd have things to snack on, and took a bath and slipped into some of the items I'd had sent up. I chose a simple black lace bra and boy-short and slipped my silk robe on. When the knock came, my heart leapt.
The woman that walked into the room with swaying tresses of auburn hair brushing her shoulders and the glowing face of an angel was none other than Penny. Most of her shyness gone, but there was just a trace of excited uncertainty there that gave her away or I wouldn't have recognized her. She was wearing VS boxer pj's and socks and she was breathtaking. P and the two girls that had joined her were wearing their robes like myself and I couldn't wait to see what was under them. I took Penny by the hand and gave her a kiss on the cheek, smiling and welcomed her. P poured everyone a little wine and I led Penny to the couch.
"As you can see Penny, I've arranged the couch so we have a nice open space for our show." I said as she tucked her legs under her on the couch.
"Yes P mentioned something when she was doing my make-up. I'm excited, but I don't know if I want to take part though." Penny said smiling.
"That's ok hon." I replied.
"No it's not, come on Penny you promised. Please, Penny you looked so amazing in the things you tried on in my room." P admonished with a devilish grin.