Lingerie; They Wanted Me To Model For Them

It Was A Perfect Job For Me

Recently I got a part-time job in an exclusive lingerie shop as a model. It’s mainly men that are the buyers. They come in to look for gifts for their wives and girlfriends. I show off the items before they purchase them to show them what they’d really look like. It’s a pretty easy gig, and most of the guys that come in are well off. It’s a designer shop, so only ones with money can afford the items. I’ve met some important and affluent men, and some have been quite handsome. I know I have a great body. I wouldn’t have been hired otherwise, so I command attention from them.

One of them slipped me his business card after I was done modeling for him and his friend he’d come in with. I saw where it could go, so later that night I called him. He certainly remembered me when I said I’d been the girl that modeled the lingerie he’d bought for his girlfriend. He told me I had a much better body than her and would I be interested in earning extra? I’m always interested in earning a bit extra! I figured this wasn’t just for more lingerie modeling, and I was fine with that.

It Would Be A Profitable Meeting

He said his company had a company apartment that out-of-town clients stayed in. He thought it might be a good and convenient idea for us to meet there. I agreed. He told me to bring some lingerie to wear, and he’d gift it to me. I got the nicest piece in the current collection and brought it with me. It was red and lacy and he loved it. It left little to the imagination. He got there and asked if I’d be available to meet him there a couple of times a week. I said I’d be open to such an arrangement. He was a good looking, distinguished man and this could be fun. I could tell from the bulge in his pants the lingerie I was wearing turned him on. I apparently satisfied his voyeurism.

He ran his fingertips over my nipple and I could feel it growing hard under the flimsy fabric. He ran his hand down my body to the crotch of the garment. And He toyed with my pussy lips through the fabric, I spread my legs to give him better access. He slipped his fingers in through the leg hole to my crotch. I was wet, and he soon smeared that wetness up over my hard little clit. I gasped at his expert touch. He slid them back and forth over my cunt lips, driving me wild. I was soon bucking onto his hand. He knew he was driving me crazy. It felt so good. He told me to go to the bed and lay down.

I Was His Favorite Lingerie Model

He peeled the lingerie off of me and tossed it at the end of the bed. AnHe unzipped his pants and undressed, casting his clothes off. And He walked to the edge of the bed and told me to hang my head off the edge of the bed. He told me to open my mouth, and I took his cock into it and he fucked my mouth. He braced his hands on the bed and thrust downwards. I gagged as his shaft went down my throat. It wasn’t long until I took a mouthful of cum.

He turned me around on all fours and entered me from behind. And He said the lingerie I’d been wearing when I answered the door had really turned him on. He mentioned he’d had arrangements with other lingerie models at that shop in the past. None, however, had turned him on like I did though, and he was glad to have met me. I continued modeling there for a good, long while. There were so many interesting wealthy men that shopped there for their ladies. It was a great place to meet them for friendships and to earn a bit extra. I wasn’t the only girl there that did, either. It was a great place for men to meet beautiful women that were open to all kinds of fun. How easy and sexy was this? Call me for some of the hottest phone sex!

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