"Right…well… These models are missing something. Fun. I don't know about you, but when I go out for the night, that's what I'm looking for." I watched as a new model made her way onto the set. She was tall and gorgeous. Her legs stretched on for miles and she had beautiful bronze skin. Her hair was long and had a lot of volume. She wore a lengthy tight black dress. "Shawn, stay with me." I ordered. He nodded, camera in hand, ready for any direction I was getting ready to give. I was sure to raise my voice so I'd be heard from the other side of the room. I approached the model in the spotlight. "May I?" She nodded her head, understanding that I was going to coach her. "I always dress to impress." I bent over just a bit, grabbing the ends of her dress, ripping the fabric. "I've been constricted in my professional wear all week, so I want to show a bit more skin." I tore it up to her thigh, having her extend her left leg out. I then stopped in front of her, pulling at the fabric over her
I threw my head back, eyes on the blue sky as I took deep breaths. The smoke area in the back of the building was one of the best places to try and detach yourself from work, or annoying sexy coworkers. Not a lot of people came to this area, they preferred the one on the fifth floor, where you could stare out and see parts of the city. Alone, was what I needed to be after the last forty minutes. “Fuck,” I thought out loud, biting my bottom lip, flashes of these men playing in my head. You would think I hadn’t gotten laid in months, years even, but in all honesty, it had been only a day. One day, yet Jose and Kale had me feeling like I was going to go off the rails. Jose was teasing on purpose. It’s not like I wasn’t playing into it though, considering the fact that I was the one who decided to have him be our male model. Why the hell did I do that? There was more to it than just him being the best looking one out of the group. I let my curiosity get the best of me. I wanted to know th
I leaned my body up against the wall of the elevator as it went up to my floor. I had left abruptly in the middle of a photo shoot, leaving my boss and client for an hour. As a business woman, I fucked up. I let the horn dog version of myself free in the middle of a work day and got freaky with someone that I hired. As a party girl, I seized the moment, and let out a lot of pent up energy. I licked my lips, in thought, tasting strawberries. My mind flashed to how I sucked on the lips of a beautiful woman just a few moments before. I allowed her hands to grab at my breasts, feel them out whichever way she liked before she kissed and sucked. The way she touched them you would think she didn't have titties of her own. Her hands danced down my sides, to my thighs. She had no issue slipping my panties to the side, her fingers playing around in my wetness. Having a female lover is definitely beneficial considering they never really need a map. They know exactly where they're going, no hesita
Whomever did this needs to be fired, I thought as a large white banner was being hung in the lobby of Quality Advertising. I crossed my arms as silver glitter fell from the banner onto me. Are you a leader of tomorrow was written out in Sky blue, with a glittery outline. I know the HR team is not made of Artists and Graphic Designers, but this is shit. This event was planned a few months ago, and this banner looked to be put together in a matter of thirty minutes. I shook my head at the work, just as a cart of snacks was rolled out. I overlooked the items. Sandwiches, cookies, water, and soda's. Who were we expecting to feed? Sure, they were teenagers and young adults, but we could do better than this if we were expecting them to want to work for us. “There she is!” Mr. Davis has arrived. Quick Raine, make it look like you want to be here. I smiled widely, walking over to Mr. Davis, welcoming him. Bat my eyes, lean in just a bit, give him my hand, smile at his kiss. The same thing, e
The sound of running water filled the room as I stared at myself in the bathroom mirror. Cold water clung to my face as I had splashed myself a few times, hoping I’d wake from this hellish nightmare I’ve seem to have created for myself. I took a deep breath, thinking of the mess that waited for me outside of the door. Shane Harley. Your name was forgetful, and honestly so was your face, but what got me was your smile. Your innocent smile that once said to me, I am a virgin. I hit myself in the head. Why did I lay with a virgin? First times are meant to be special. I took his first time, which automatically made me special to him. I wasn’t sure how he was going to act. When he walked up to Jordan and I and reintroduced himself, I immediately excused myself and ran off to the bathroom. It’s been ten minutes and I have yet to come out. I grabbed a paper towel, dabbing across my skin, getting rid of any excess water before tossing it in the trash. I pushed my long hair back behind my shou
The day is over, I thought to myself as I gathered my belongings. I wasn’t too happy about being the lead when it came to the welcoming of our new employees, but signing up gave me the opportunity to leave earlier in the day. I felt a weight off my shoulders as I pondered how I would spend the rest of my evening. A bubble bath sounded nice. Just walking around, letting my body free sounded amazing. Top it off with a glass, or bottle of wine… I took a deep breath, feeling the smile form on my lips. I wasn’t in the mood to have company tonight, so it was safe to say that I’d be in bed pretty early. I don’t know why, but I did feel exhausted. Was it because I was up earlier this morning? Maybe it was because of the fake face I had on for most of the day? Or just maybe, it was the fact that two of the men I have let ravish my body were now able to walk around my place of employment. I shook my head at the thought of my troubles. Why is this happening to me? “What’s on your mind?” That S
Wanting to go out and being coerced to go out are two different things. On the nights I look for a playmate, I am sure to go all out. I dress in the right fashion, pay attention to the details of my hair and make up. I am sure to put my best assets on display and my confidence is radiating. Tonight, there was something different in the air. I felt myself second guessing who I should play. The plan is not to seduce anyone, to play a siren, as Ms. Spencer would say, but I still had to stand out. I needed to look good not only for myself, but for Mr. Davis, who was using me to make a client happy. But I couldn’t go too overboard because these were my coworkers. So, simple is always good. Maybe something with a little color. I searched my closet for the perfect outfit. I was relieved when I found it. I wasn’t one to wear jeans, especially ones with holes in them, but the style seemed fitting. They fit tight, bringing attention to my butt. I paired the black jeans with a white halter to
“I remember only asking for one,” I said out loud, eyes staring down into an empty glass that was once filled to the rim with red wine. “How many have I had now?” My eyes felt a little heavy. I knew that I felt tipsy, but I was also extremely tired. Those two things mixed together never was a good thing. Not for me anyway. I sat at the bar, my body hunched over the counter, eyes on the female bartender who seemed to be amused by the events unfolding in front of her. I had now joined the majority of the group, drinking too much and allowing the alcohol to control me. The petite woman was pouring out some partially full glasses that were left behind from customers. “Six.” Wow, she was really keeping count for me. “Yeah…” I started, closing my eyes in thought. “That’s practically a whole bottle.” “It is a whole bottle,” She corrected with a chuckle. “I don’t normally drink… this much wine.” I shook my head. “I don’t know why, but wine gets to me faster. And it leaves me with hangover