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 ï>¿Pin Money by barkirk

   Pin Money Pt.  03

   Eve's modeling expands.
Wednesday:

   Eve was surprised to see a tall black man talking to Drew on the set. 
Up to now, outside of a couple of dozen shots with Daryl, she'd been alone,
but this man looked like a model.  Tall, extremely fit, and very
good-looking.

   "Oh, hey Eve.  This is Jerry They'd like some couples shots...you know,
perhaps a honeymoon theme?  Did you wear your wedding ring today?" Drew
asked.

   Eve shook the man's huge hand, "I have it in my purse.  Do you want me
to put it on now, or...?"

   "Later is good.  Let's get a few shots with the team suits.  You've got
great shoulders and legs for this," the photographer observed.  "Alex,
start her with the rack over there and make sure to minimize her chest..."
he suddenly laughed, "her rack, as much as you can."

   Alex walked Eve over to the rack and pulled off a red, white, and blue
team one-piece, "Let's start with this one," she said.

   Eve looked around and the dressing screen was gone, then over at the two
men who were looking at something on the laptop, their backs turned.

   "Relax, Eve.  These guys?" she nodded over at them, "By now you should
be comfortable changing in front of them...though if it were me, I'd want
Jerry looking when I get naked.  Damn!  He's hot," she sighed.  "But if
you're still feeling modest just keep your back turned."

   Eve blushed as she stripped naked and pulled on the first suit.  It was
at least a size small and she had to push her boobs into the top which made
it even harder to breathe.

   "Great!  You look great!" Drew said.  Ok, let's start with you over
here, we'll make it look like you're at a pool." He had her do various
poses, bending over as if she were ready to dive in, as if walking around a
pool, even doused with water and drying herself off.  "Turn, yes like that.
Can you pull it in, there, you have a great ass for these suits,"

   Eve knew they wanted as much skin as possible so she quit trying the
cover her boob and pulled the back of the suit between her cheeks.  She
began bending over more hearing the approving comments.

   Then they brought out a wooden box, "I know it might be strange but can
you do a few dives off the platform onto the mats?" he asked.  "The best
thing is to tuck and roll just before you hit, with your, um, assets I'd
avoid a belly flop."

   "Here, I'll show you how I did it," Alex stepped over to the platform.

   Eve nodded as the tall blonde leaped out, tucking into a ball as she
neared the mats.  She laughed with the woman as she jumped up happily.

   "Man, I love doing these shoots," she said.  "Ok, Eve, you try it."

   The girl started to enjoy diving, getting more relaxed feeling pride
hearing the encouragement from Drew as she got better at it.  She was taken
back to her gymnastics training along with the ballet classes her mom had
her take.  Eve was aware that Jerry rarely ever looked away after she
started posing, especially when she changed.

   After an hour of modeling various one-pieces, Alex walked her over to
the next rack.  "Let's get you dried off then we'll move to the ones that
will make the boys hard," she laughed.  "Oh, trust me, on you these would
make a gay man cum." She picked up the hairdryer as the girl peeled off the
damp one-piece.

   Eve realized she'd been sitting on a stool naked in front of the two men
while the tall girl brushed her hair forgetting her modesty.  'This must be
what Alex meant when she said the other men had seen thousands of naked
women.  I must be getting used to this,' she thought.

   "Ok, these are resort suits and you should be able to breathe in these,"
the tall blonde commented.  She was not getting used to the naked beauty in
front of her and had they been alone she would have found an excuse to
kneel between the young blonde's legs to get a taste of that tight pussy.
She collected herself as she handed the first two-piece to the girl.

   After 10 minutes of shooting, Drew looked over at the girl, "Get changed
into the ones on the left of the rack.  We'll do a series of couples shots.
Eve are you comfortable with a bit of close contact with Jerry?  This is
going to be the section with a honeymoon theme," he chuckled seeing the
look on the girl's face, "No.  nothing like that.  Take a look at the
monitor." he waved the girl over.

   Eve looked and saw a beautiful white beach, palm trees, and a turquoise
ocean.  Daryl was setting up beach chairs and she nodded, "I was wondering
how the green screen looked.  Can I see some of the other shots later?" she
asked.

   "Sure.  Can you come back this evening?  When we're done with your
session I have a few more girls coming in and I go through all these every
night.  Say, seven?" he asked.

   Eve thought about what Adam might say but she'd be done with the dishes
and just tell him she needed to go over some of the shots.  She figured
he'd be buried in the endless supply of paperwork he brought home every
night.  It suddenly occurred to her they'd not made love in two weeks.  All
hr friends warned her that for the first few years she'd have sex every
day, then every other day, and eventually once a week or once a month. 
She'd just been married six months.

   "Sure.  That would be great, I mean if I don't take you away from your
work," she said quickly.

   The man laughed, "A welcome distraction.  Staring at sexy beautiful
women," he waved a hand at the screens, "is exhausting.  Don't worry about
it.  You're the first girl to ask to see the photos.  It will be great," he
smiled.  "Ok, Jerry, Eve, let's do some shots with you two glowing as you
savor the moment," he told both.  "Oh, Eve.  Put your wedding rings back
on. I think it might be appropriate to wear them now."

   At first, Eve tensed up as the powerful black man touched her, nothing
to do with race but a man other than her husband stroking her bare skin
felt a bit too intimate as if this were cheating.  She told herself that
this was make-believe and to relax.  Believe she was in love with this man,
attracted to this man.  She observed his rippled muscles, his perfect
features and found herself fantasizing she'd be in his arms that night, her
legs opened wide inviting him.  Soon she was pressing her breasts against
the man as they walked, hugged, and acted like they were at the beach.

   Alex was beaming as Eve came over, "I was worried at first, but you're
natural.  If I didn't know better I'd be assuming you'd be getting no sleep
tonight with your new 'husband,'" she giggled.

   The girl blushed, "This is as close to any man other than my husband
I've ever been," she said softly.  She looked back at the model, "Um, is
that for real?"

   Alex looked over to where Jerry was standing in the lycra shorts he'd
changed into and nodded, "Honey, you have no idea," she sighed.

   The small blonde saw the look on the taller girl's face, "And I'm
guessing you have more than an idea...that looks like a memory," she
giggled.

   The older blonde blushed, "Memories...a lot of memories." She plucked
another suit off, "Careful with him.  He has stamina.  I couldn't walk the
next day," she whispered.  "Anyhow, here's my favorite and when Jerry sees
this you'll get a better idea how big he is," she sighed.

   Eve looked at the woman, "Wait, was this before you were married?"

   Alex laughed, "You're so innocent, God!  I don't even remember if I ever
was so innocent.  Yes, I'm married and Jim is a great guy, but he never
asks and I never tell.  I think he knows though.  Let's get you dressed."

   Eve pulled on the tiny strings having to adjust the top to cover her
nipples.  She'd never worn a thong and the feeling of the string pressing
between her cheeks was disturbing at first as was the cool air on her ass.

   "Nice, beautiful.  Eve you are going to cause a bikini shortage when
this catalog comes out.  Ok, you guys.  It's evening and no one is around.
It's just you two on the chaise here lit by tiki lamps.  You've done a
great job so far showing how in love you are and without getting too
involved could I see a bit of...affection?  You know, can you kiss?  I want
to see heat," he ordered.

   At first, Eve was again a bit tense especially feeling the firm shaft
press against her ass but Jerry had a way of making her feel comfortable,
safe and she soon let go and relaxed.  Hearing Drew tell them to kiss she
hesitated at first, but his soft lips against hers felt natural and when
she felt his tongue probing her lips, she went with it.  She made no move
to stop the large hands as they explored her bare skin including her ass.
Without thinking she rolled on top of him straddling the man's waist
enjoying the feeling of the hard rod pressing against her crotch.  Alex was
right about how big he could get, she'd not be surprised to get up to see
the baseball bat rather than a hard penis.

   Jerry wanted nothing more than to feel the tits pressing against him, or
slide his hand under the tiny triangle covering her pussy and he let out a
low groan as the girl's cunt gently pressed against his aching cock as if
trying to make out the size and shape.  He freely ran his hands down her
back onto those creamy globes, feeling her glutes rhythmically flex.

   Alex was standing next to Daryl, her breathing getting deeper, "The
wardrobe room after the shoot," she whispered.  She reached down squeezing
his hard-on.  She smiled hearing his soft groan.  More than once Daryl had
tried to get into her pants and now that he'd be getting his chance she
hoped he'd last until she came.

   "Great, this is great but now I need to get some shots of the front of
Eve's suit.  Can you turn and face me, Jerry, get behind her...you know. 
spooning.  You two are horny as hell and you don't know if you'll make it
to your room, that's it.  Go ahead, she's yours for the taking...your wife,
yours to have and to hold," Drew said as the man humped the pale blonde's
ass.  "Eve, you're doing great, let him touch you.  This is the man you
promised yourself to...freely given yourself to," he said softly.  "Don't
hold back, we'll use only the PG-rated photos but I want to see passion."

   Eve turned her head meeting Jerry's lips as his hands cupped her
breasts, teasing her nipples before moving down to her now soaking crotch,
his fingers just teasing the upper hem.

   "She's yours, you've been waiting, just push your fingers under...that's
it," Drew said softly as he clicked the shutter over and over.  "This is so
hot, go on, explore what she's been keeping from you."

   Eve let out a long sigh as the man's fingers disappeared under the thin
fabric...touching her just above...just on her...there!.  "Ooooohhhhh," She
unconsciously opened her legs as only the second man ever touched her
clitoris.  He knew what he was doing too, unlike Adam who seemingly was
unaware she had one.  The aching in her belly was almost painful and
without realizing it had lifted her top leg up.

   "Oh wow.  That's a wrap," Drew breathed as he put down the camera.  He
saw the blonde's face suddenly focus before jumping up and dashing over to
the chair behind the rack of suits.  He nodded at Alex who went over to
calm the girl down the looked at the grinning man who was licking his
fingers as he came over.

   "Man!  That girl was so close.  If you hadn't stopped the shoot you
could have made good money off the next hour or so," he smiled.

   Drew nodded.  "I thought about that.  Let's see how this goes.  I'd hate
to make a quick buck on one shoot then have her disappear," he said looking
over as the girl quickly dressed.

   "She might disappear but she'll be back.  You can tell she's not getting
what she needs at home," Jerry said softly, "check out the crotch on that
suit, it's soaked." he sighed.

   As Eve was getting ready to head home, Drew came over.  She blushed
furiously remembering how close she came to allowing a stranger to do what
he wanted with her.

   "Unbelievable," Drew smiled happily at the girl, then looked at Alex,
"It took you what?  Six months of shooting before you relaxed and truly got
into the fantasies?" he asked her.

   The girl nodded, "He's right.  You're so good at this.  We all believed
you were on the beach with your new husband," the woman beamed.

   Drew patted the small blonde on the shoulder, "I see you're feeling
guilty because you let yourself go.  Hell, most models would kill to be
able to do that.  It's a gift, a rare gift.  You'll go far if you relax and
let it happen.  Remember this, remember how real it felt.  You should be
proud." He looked back at the cameras, "I can't tell you how many wasted
shoots there've been because the models tensed up or acted...acted like
they were acting." He kissed the girl on the cheek, "Thanks." He started to
walk away, "Seven?  I think you'll like the shots."

   As Eve drove home see wondered what it was she felt.  Her whole
midsection still ached as if she had to pee but she didn't.  It was both
uncomfortable and tantalizing as if she wanted the discomfort to increase.
She had to shift on the seat as she could still feel Jerry's fingers
opening her labia and squishing inside.  That was another thing.  Why was
she so wet down there?  With Adam, she'd always felt slightly damp except
after when he came inside her.  But even then she'd never felt as wet as
she did during the shoot.

   She looked up as she was putting the lasagna in the oven, "Hey honey.  I
made lasagna with hot Italian Sausage.  I hope that's ok," she said.

   Adam put down his briefcase and kissed his blonde wife, "That sounds
great.  I'm starving.  Get me a beer and let me know when it's ready," he
said as he took his case into the living room.

   Eve opened the fridge door wondering why he didn't get the beer himself.
She poured the glass and took it over to him.  "Here you go.  Um, I was
wondering if you'd like to...um, make love tonight?" she asked softly.

   The man took the glass, his eyes on the paper in front of him, "What? 
Sorry, I was looking at this proposal I wrote.  I think I need to rewrite
it.  It doesn't have enough...I don't know," he sighed.  "What did you
say?"

   "Um, dinner.  Dinner will be ready in an hour.  Do you want me to make
myself scarce tonight?  I was asked if I wanted to go over the shots we
took this week and I'd like to go.  Also, I need to pick up some things at
the store," she said.

   "Yes.  I need this to be right," he said dismissively.  "I could use the
quiet time."

   Eve was wondering why she felt guilty going to look at the pictures.  It
was not like she was cheating on him but simply looking at the results of
the shoot...on the other hand, why did she again have that ache in her
belly?

   She had to ring the bell when she got to the studio as the front door
was locked.  After a minute, Drew came trotting up to the door, unlocked
it, and threw it open.

   "Eve, come on in.  You will love the shots from today.  Again, I can't
believe what a natural you are." He led her to his office, "Have a seat
here," he pointed to the couch.  He pulled out a remote and clicked through
the series of shots from the first day.  "Incredible.  If I never met you
I'd think you were 16." He looked at the girl, "Do you ever wear makeup?"
She'd removed all the makeup Brenda had applied, though it was minimal.

   "No, Adam thinks it...um makes me look like a whore," she said softly.
"I have had to remove it all before Adam gets home."

   "Well, I won't deny you do not need it, but...anyhow, let's go through
the rest of these."

   Eve felt a surge of pride seeing how good she looked and how real the
backgrounds seemed.  She truly looked as if she were diving into a pool,
her form flawless.  It was when she saw the shots with Jerry that Drew
paused.

   "I'll show you the ones I like and, um, those we can put in the catalog,
but up to you, would you like to see the more risquÃ(C) ones?" he asked.

   Eve blushed, "I don't know, should I?  I may have gotten a bit into
it...though I liked it, I'm not sure Adam would approve," she sighed.

   "Let's go through the ones that made the cut," he said as he started the
slide show.

   Eve felt the ache start again in her belly and her nipples harden as she
saw how close Jerry was to her, how freely he touched her.  It was nothing
outrageous but natural for two lovers comfortable with each other.  "Wow!
These are...incredible," she sighed.  "The contrast...I mean, he's so dark
and I look like I've never been in the sun." she blushed.

   Drew smiled, "These will be great.  Drakes will love these as they have
to appeal to a wide demographic." He came to one where they were kissing,
"This is the most believable photo I've ever seen between two models that
just met each other." He put down the remote, "I have the ones we can't use
set up so if you want to see them..." The girl's breathing had changed and
her chest and neck were slightly flushed...and her nipples were pushing
through the bra and tee-shirt.

   Eve nodded, "I would like to see them," she said softly.

   Drew hit play and scrolled through the pictures where Jerry's hands were
on her ass, cupping her breasts and others where her body didn't shield the
long shaft outlined in his lycra shorts.  He looked over at the girl
hearing her gasps and low moans.  Her legs were crossed but she was moving
her thigh up and down and she was even more flushed than before.

   Eve let out a soft moan seeing the pictures with her on top, her bare
pale cheeks glowing under the lights, and then her being spooned from
behind.  She never touches herself but suddenly wished she could as that
large brown hand fully covered her breast...Adam's hand barely covered
half, followed by the same hand under her bottoms.  The aching in her
stomach was becoming more intense and she worried she'd wet herself but
simply stared at the monitor.  She let out a breath as the screen went
blank.

   "I take it you liked those?" Drew asked.  "I made a thumb drive for you
with these if you want," he said reaching over to his desk.

   She took the envelope and pulled out the drive and the check. 
"$1,245.00" she blurted.  "Wow!  That's a lot more than my $50 allowance,"
she sighed.

   Drew jerked his head around, "What?  $50 a day?  A week?"

   "Sorry.  I shouldn't have said anything.  Adam gives me $50 a week for
personal stuff.  I mean food and clothes are outside of that, but if I want
to go to the beauty parlor or heaven forbid, a spa, cooking lessons..." she
trailed off.  "Pretty lame, huh?" she asked.

   "Damn!" Drew sighed, "None of my business." He looked at the girl, "Did
you like today's shoot?  The intimacy didn't scare you off, did it?"

   The girl blushed, "I did, um, maybe too much.  It felt so real to me,
like had you not stopped..."

   "You would have taken it further...like he truly were your new husband?"

   The girl blushed and nodded, "I think I would have let him," she sighed.

   Drew nodded, "That's because you are so good at this.  I give you a
scenario and you become the person we want," he scrolled to the pictures of
her diving, "Your form is perfect.  I think we could say we took these at
the Olympics and no one would question it." He scrolled to another, "Look
how you're looking at Jerry.  If I just saw these shots I'd assume they
were candid shots taken at a resort of a couple in love." He left the
picture of the large brown hand inside the tiny triangle.

   "We are short a girl for tomorrow's shoot, or rather shoots.  I wasn't
sure you'd want to do the lingerie, you know bras, panties, teddies, but if
you're up for it we could use you," he asked.

   "I can do that, I mean, I've seen catalogs with women posing in bras and
panties, are they that much different from the swimwear shoot?"

   "Well, some are like that but Drakes has a limited subscription
Intimates Collection catalog," he reached behind him and handed the girl
the latest catalog.

   The girl took it and paged through.  She looked up at the man,
"This...um, this looks like, oh my God!  Is that her...?"

   "It might not be for you," Drew said softly, "Yes, that's a crotchless
teddy, look at some of the back pages," he suggested.  "This is why I
didn't suggest it and as you say there's a lot of shots we can take with
the family catalog without getting into these," he smiled, "I would never
push you to do anything you're not comfortable with."

   She looked at a girl wearing a fishnet bodysuit lying on a bed, her legs
opened enticingly revealing her fully exposed crotch, "Why?  Why would
these girls agree to this?  I mean, this could be Playboy," she blushed.

   Drew shrugged, "We have no problem finding models, it might be they
enjoy it or the paycheck, it depends on the girl." He tapped that catalog,
"I know none can hold a candle to what you'd bring to the shoots, but
again...not comfortable, not happening," he smiled.

   Eve nodded, "You said the paycheck...um, what are we talking about?" she
asked.

   "Same as the swimwear for the standard shots, $250 per hour.  It's
essentially the same poses with bras and panties, $500 for the Intimates,"
the man said looking to see if the girl looked interested.

   The girl paged through the pages, the ache in her belly increasing as
she put herself in their places as she paged through.  She looked up at the
photographer, "Maybe next season.  I doubt I'm ready," she said.  "Out of
curiosity, I heard you mention something about a shoot on Friday.  Is that
more of this?"

   Drew shook his head, "More being the key word," he smiled, "We have a
site where men...and women pay for our girls to expose a bit more, act out
fantasies, and well...you know what I'm talking about."

   The girl blushed and stood up.  "I'll stick with dresses and bikinis,"
she said.  "I should go...let you get back to your work," she said.  She
followed the man back to the front door and as she was about to leave, she
hugged him.  She didn't know why she did that, but she felt warm and safe
while they held each other.  "Thanks," she stepped back holding up the
envelope, "Call me if you need a fairly raw model for another catalog," she
smiled.

   Drew released the hug, surprised feeling the girl's body slightly
shaking.  He went back to his desk and sat back down, picking up the phone.

   "She opted out.  I told you...No, it wasn't that...I understand, at
least she didn't storm out...Yes, she was...Jerry was perfect...she
did....yes, we removed the dressing room and she seemed to relax about
her...I will, ok..." He hung up hearing the click at the other end.  Brian
seemed pretty unhappy Eve wasn't into doing more, showing more and he
wondered why the owner was so interested...he'd also never been told to
manipulate any of the girls and it made him feel dirty.

   Eve sat in the car feeling that ache in her belly.  It was like an itch
that wouldn't go away...an itch she wanted to feel more of for some reason.
She grabbed her cell, "Hey Adam.  I'm at the outlet mall, is there anything
you need while I'm here?" she asked, wondering why she was lying to her
husband.  "Not much...honey, just picking up some things I need." she
sputtered into the phone.  "Nevermind.  I'll keep the spending down.  Wait.
I'm feeling, you know.  Do you want to get naked...no?" she sighed sadly,
"Why don't you want to have sex much anymore?  Is it me?...You should have
married your job then, bye," she tossed the phone onto the passenger seat.
'What is wrong with this whole thing?  What happened to the sweet boy with
whom she shared experiences?  She put her head in her hands sobbing.  At
least the aching disappeared.

   Drew came out, locking the door behind him.  He was surprised to see the
girl's car still parked in front.  He softly tapped on the window hoping
that the young blonde wasn't upset over the pictures or the suggestion he'd
made.

   Eve quickly wiped the tears and rolled down the window, "Sorry.  I'll
go. I'm fine," she said to the man looking concerned.

   "Are you ok?  Was it the suggestion you...?" he asked urgently.

   Eve shook her head, "No, not that at all." she opened the door and got
out.  "I'm sorry.  I'm not usually a drama queen but...never mind.  Can I
just have another hug?" she asked.

   Drew smiled as he pulled her close, "Whenever you want one," he sighed.
He felt the girl relax as he held her but the initial feeling that he was
comforting her changed and he hoped she wouldn't notice the growing mass
against her lower stomach.

   Eve felt the ache come back along with an increasingly hard object in
the same place.  She wondered if Drew was getting an erection because of
her?  'At least someone finds me desirable,' she thought.  She relaxed her
hug, looked down at the man's crotch, "Sorry.  I guess I was hugging you
too tightly," she blushed.

   Drew laughed, "It wasn't the first one you caused by a long shot.  Are
you ok to drive?  I am not going to pry into your life but I want to do
more shoots with you and if you're distracted in traffic...come on.  Let's
just sit and talk."

   Eve let herself be led back inside, accepting a bottle of water.  She
sat in the same seat she'd sat in the reception area, feeling like it was
years later not just days.  She took a sip and blurted out the question.

   "Who would see the...intimate shots?" she asked.

   Drew looked surprised.  This was the last question he'd expected to hear
from the girl.  He'd assumed she'd tell him the modeling world wasn't for
her, but, "Drakes has a customer base that subscribes to various products.
We have the Intimates Collection; a site with videos of girls alone or
couples doing things...they are sworn to never share, never reprinted
anywhere else," he said looking at the girl.

   "If I...if you wanted me to..." she said quietly...then sitting up, "If
I agreed to pose, would I have to show my...pussy?" she asked, "my
breasts?"

   "Not for the standard catalog, but for the Intimates, yes.  That's the
point of the shoot.  For couples or individuals to see how these items
look, so yes.  You can't hold back, you would need to let go, much as you
did with the shoot this morning." He overtly looked at her body, "I've seen
all of you and your breasts a spectacular and you'd be doing the world a
favor sharing then and your pussy?  As pretty as any one I've seen" he
said. He went over to the receptionist's desk and found a mirror, "Stand up
and Take off your panties...relax, I'm not going to molest you.  I want to
show you what you have," he ordered.

   Eve felt herself blush again seeing they were completely exposed by the
picture windows but stood and pulled off her panties.  She suddenly felt
more naked than she had earlier when she didn't have a stitch on.

   "Widen your stance, there," the man said as he put the mirror between
the girl's legs.  See here?" he asked as he ran fingers over her clamshell
labia, "Very few girls are tight like this." He handed the girl the
catalog, "See if you can find a single girl with such tight labia."

   Eve paged through, the aching in her lower abdomen increasing as she
studied what other girls have.  She got to the end and nodded, "None." she
sighed.

   "And breasts?  Did you see any as full, as gravity-defying?" the man
asked.

   Eve laughed, "Suddenly I feel like a piece of meat, a commodity."

   "And now you know what a model actually is," Drew smiled, "Are there any
supermodels that aren't also considered among the most beautiful women in
the world?  Their beauty is their commodity, their money-maker, so to
speak. Sorry, you can put your panties back on."

   The young blonde sat back down after getting dressed.  "The pictures are
tasteful...I mean, it's not pornography," she sighed.

   Drew shook his head, "No, but don't knock pornography.  Thousands of
girls are making a decent living, putting themselves through college or
just having fun exploring their boundaries doing porn.  Do you enjoy sex?
Of course, you do.  These girls don't work, they play while getting paid.
Sorry, enough of the lecture.  Just think about it tonight and call me when
you decide."

   The girl hesitated then stood up, "What time should I be here in the
morning and how long would I be posing...for both types?" she asked.

   Drew smiled broadly, "I'm glad," he stood, shaking her hand.  "I think
you'll get into it and enjoy yourself.

   Eve stood up feeling like a weight dropped off her shoulders, "Thanks, I
think it will be fun.  I should get home, Adam will be wondering..." she
said.

   Drew put out his hand, "We start at 10.  We don't have a set window so
you can work as long as you want." he smiled.  "I can't tell you how
pleased I am you decided to do this," he added.

   Eve stood taking the man's hand in hers.  "I'll be here," she looked
quickly at her waist, "Um, should I shave?"

   Drew grinned, "Don't change a thing.  I think you're perfect," he said.
"But it's up to you.  As you saw most girls are completely clean," he
chuckled, "But wear this," he picked up the small gold cross nestled in her
cleavage, "I think just this would look great with some of the outfits," he
smiled.

   Eve started the car, still feeling the sharp jolt that shot straight
down to her pussy as the man's fingers brushed against the bare skin of her
breasts and she knew she wanted more of that.  It occurred to her that Adam
used to spend hours feeling her breasts before they were married but since
then he'd been more interested in cumming inside her then cleaning up so he
could get back to his work.

   Drew quickly went back to his office and picked up the phone, "She
changed her mind...yes, really...nothing explicit...I know...I think she
will...ok, that works," he looked at the monitor showing the girl's face as
the large dark hand was buried between her legs.  "Time will tell, but I
think there's a sleeping dragon ready to wake up...ok, bye."

   He hung up thinking how he hated pushing a girl beyond her comfort zone.
Why now?  Why this girl?  He looked at the screen again.  He'd gotten the
call within minutes of emailing the rushes to the two Brians.

   Eve pulled into a thrift shop and quickly picked out a few tops and a
nice purse then headed home.  When she got home, her husband didn't even
look up as she carried the bag back into the bedroom.  She stripped off her
clothes and stood in front of the mirror.  She felt more of that intriguing
pulsing thinking dozens, maybe hundreds of men might see her bits, stroking
their hard cocks.  She wondered who they were, perhaps people she'd meet in
stores, restaurants, at church.  She chuckled at the thought of some
holier-than-thou man perving on her breasts or pussy.

   When Adam got into bed, he was happy to see she'd already fallen asleep
and she wouldn't ask him again if he'd like to make love.  He wished he
could but he couldn't think about pleasure what there are so many important
things to think about.  He drifted off imagining the Bishop was tripling
the church's donations.



   Pin Money Pt.  04

   Eve exposes more of herself.
Thursday:

   Alex greeted Eve and walked her down to make-up.  As they entered Brenda
looked the girl over and scowled, "I hate you," she sighed.  "Anything I do
will just make you look worse," she said waving the young blonde out.  Alex
laughed, "That makes me feel great.  You spend a good half hour on me."

   "That's because you like to wear a lot of makeup during your shoots.  I
think it's so no one recognizes you," the girl laughed.  "Go on, quit
wasting my time.  Get out there and have fun."

   Eve looked around, butterflies in her stomach, surprised that everything
was the same as yesterday.

   "Eve, great!  You're right on time," Drew said.  "Hopefully we can get
through these fairly quickly," he indicated the rack of bras and panties.
"For all these, I'd like three basic poses," he gave instructions
demonstrating each pose.  "We'll start with the bras, Eve, there are what,
a couple of dozen colors?  Put on these white panties to start, swap out
each white bra, then the red thong with all the...yeah, I figured you got
it," he smiled as he went back to the cameras.

   Eve quickly got it and tried to match each pose but with variations in
hips, shoulders, or arm angles.  She didn't want the results to look like
the same model with the different bras just photoshopped.  She was relieved
when she got to the last bra.  She was so wrapped up in the shoot that she
never noticed an older couple standing to the side observing.

   "Who's that?" she asked Alex.

   The blonde looked surprised, "Wow!  That's Brian Atkins and Willow
Waters.  They never come to the shoots." She looked over at Drew wondering
if he saw them but he was busy with some of the gear.

   "Let's ignore them, the tall blonde said.  We have the panties and
thongs to go through." she looked at the young girl, "You've sure become
more comfortable," she nodded over at the couple, "you've never once acted
modestly and here you are naked in front of two strangers.  I'm impressed."

   Eve was about to wonder about that when Drew came over to the naked
girl, "That was incredible, Eve.  I think we got through the collection in
half the time it usually takes.  Alex," he looked at his watch, "That
usually takes two hours?  We did it in an hour 15." He patted the girl on
the shoulder, "We'll write down 2 hours for your pay.  Now, the panties. 
We can't have you swapping out bras so can you either cup your breasts or
put your...yes!  Ok, and for these no need to be so cookie-cutter, ok?"

   Eve flowed back into the rhythm of pulling on the panties, walking out
topless then posing with her hands or arms covering her boobs or with her
back turned.  After pulling on a tiny black thong, the last of the basic
undergarments, she started to walk out when she did a cartwheel followed by
a front flip, landing gracefully with her arms outstretched.  "Sorry, "she
blushed, "I just had to do that." She looked over towards the wall seeing
the couple standing and clapping.

   Drew noticed them for the first time "Mr.  Atkins, Ms.  Waters.  Sorry,
I didn't know you were here," he said.  "Hang on, Eve, let's get the last
few shots then you can go grab lunch.  You were great...I mean it,
absolutely incredible and I'd like to explore a lot more of your gymnastics
abilities.

   Eve cupped her breasts, "I'm glad I don't have to do that for every pair
of panties, these might rip off," she moaned.

   After Eve trotted off to get out of the panties and get dressed, Drew
came back over, "That was very efficient.  I usually hate this part of the
catalog but getting through it so fast made it a breeze.  So, Eve, Are you
ready for the Intimate Collection shoot?  Are you comfortable with it?" he
asked.

   The young blonde laughed, "I must be, I was just about to go out to my
car like this to grab lunch," she laughed.

   "We'd like to take you to lunch," the older man said as the couple
walked up.  "Drew, great job.  We heard about the new girl and had to see
for ourselves." He looked at the photographer, "What time does the next
shoot start?"

   "I'd like to start at two, but it's up to you, obviously," he said.

   "Oh no, it's not.  This is your ship, we're simply passengers," the man
smiled, "Honey, get dressed and let's go sit down and talk, ok?"

   Eve quickly pulled on her clothes and met the couple out in the
reception area.  "Sorry, I tried to be as quick as I could," she panted.

   The beautiful woman in her fifties laughed, "relax, it would have taken
any other girl an extra 15 minutes to get dressed and primp themselves."
She looked curiously at the girl, "You honestly don't know what I mean, do
you?" she took the blonde's jaw and turned her face this way then that
looking at her features, "You're a natural beauty, you know that?" She
looked at her husband, "Brenda told us never allow anyone to put any makeup
on you.  She was right.  Willow Waters and this is my husband Brian Atkins,
I take it you've talked."

   Eve wondered why after the first day, the makeup girl just shoed her
out. "It's good to meet you both," she shook their hands, "Mr.  Atkins, Ms.
Waters," she said.

   "Brian and Willow.  Ok, what do you feel like eating?" Brian asked,
"There's a terrific sandwich place, or are you like Willow who eats only
salads?" the man chuckled.

   "I, um.  I like food," she said softly.  "I eat everything," she
blushed.

   Willow rolled her eyes, "I hate you already.  The most beautiful figure
I've seen in years and you don't suffer for it?  That's just wrong," she
sighed.  She looked at the panicked expressions on the girl's face, "Oh
honey!  I was kidding.  I love that you are so gifted.  There are too many
of us that suffer for our craft as it is.  Please enjoy life, take it by
the balls and well...perhaps don't eat those.  I've tried Rocky Mountain
Oysters.  The texture..." she shuddered.

   The meal was strange for Eve as she'd never been the focus at any meal
or gathering she'd ever remembered.  Her parents told her early on that no
one likes an opinionated woman and Adam had so many of his own there were
few openings for any Eve might have.  They asked her about her life growing
up, her ballet experiences, her gymnastics history.  After a few awkward
responses, Eve relaxed and found she could keep people's attention.  She
found herself expressing some of the oddities she'd seen and the
conventions she found illogical in her life.  She hadn't even realized
these were things that bothered her but the couple had a way to get her to
open up.

   "My God!" Willow sighed, "Most models are great at talking about
themselves but you've been paying attention, haven't you?" She looked at
her husband, "You need to get your head out of your ass and get this girl
signed to a contract." She looked at Eve, "We need to get back, I'm looking
forward to how you do this afternoon, but who is your agent?"

   Eve shook her head, "Me?  I don't have one.  I am doing this for...well,
you know, pin money," she said.

   "Pin money?" she looked at her husband, "With your looks and presence
you can be making Porsche money.  Don't sell yourself short." She signaled
the waiter, handing him a black AmEx card.

   *****

   "Nervous?" Alex asked...on the other hand, how were," she nodded over to
the older couple.  "We've had a few girls run crying from the building
after, well it was mostly Ms.  Waters, grilled them.  Were they tough on
you?" she asked.

   Eve shook her head, "No, they were fine.  Perhaps they had higher
expectations of the other girls and wanted the best out of them, anyhow,
yes.  I'm nervous.  I hope I don't disappoint you and Drew," she said
softly.

   "You'll be fine.  Remember how you morphed into the virginal newlywed
with Jerry?  Imagine dressing for your husband when you put on each of
these," she indicated the rack.  She pulled off an item, "start with this
one.  It's fairly conservative," she said.  "Also, you'll be with another
photographer rather than Drew.  He usually takes the more difficult girls,
so you've moved up!"

   Eve looked at it, 'this is conservative?' she thought.  She stripped off
her clothes and pulled on the black lacy teddy.  She was relieved that the
crotch had a pair of snaps at least.  She looked at Alex who smiled
broadly, "perfect.  Ok, now go out there and make their balls ache," she
chuckled.  "I have to go over to help out with Claire so these are your
outfits for the first series," she said.  "I know, right, what is
this...six items?  Trust me, these will be an hour or more." She gave Eve a
quick hug and went to the other side of the huge set.

   They had changed the set.  Now there were various rooms, kitchen, living
room, bedroom, etc.  Each had cameras, lighting and various girls were
smiling fetchingly in each as they followed the instructions of the
photographer.

   "Eve, good to meet you, I'm Brad so let's get you into the living room
over here.  We'll take a few shots of you picking up as if you're expecting
guests, then can you go over to the couch?" he asked.

   Eve found these shoots were different.  She wasn't posing but doing
activities with the camera clicking more rapidly whenever she was doing
something Brad thought was good.  She became attuned to the sound,
repeating, varying, or turning a different way whenever the shutter made
the rapidly clicking sound.  At first, it was strange cleaning house
wearing a transparent wispy thing but she forgot about that and did what
Brad told her to.

   "Great, Drew was right.  You are a natural.  Ok.  I think you've tidied
up enough, time to relax...yes, there, lie back a bit more, you're
tired...open your legs a bit," he said as he knelt to get shots of the
silver snaps in the crotch.

   Eve realized she'd been 20 feet or more away from the camera for all the
other shots but here was this stranger with the lens almost touching her
most private parts.

   "That's it, a little wider.  Now your boyfriend is late and you were
expecting something, can you just stroke right here?" he asked, his finger
tracing the indentation over her wet slit.

   Eve blushed and slid her hand between her legs.

   "Just the middle finger.  We want to see the garment remember," he
ordered.

   The young blonde at first just pressed her finger against her moist
furrow, but as the man encouraged her, she began sliding it up and down
pressing the material between her now sopping labia, the rapid sound of the
shutter echoing in the room.  She avoided looking at the pronounced rod in
the man's jeans, looking instead down her body at her barely covered
breasts and invitingly opened legs.

   "Good...good," he said as the camera moved from one side to the other
clicking away.  "Ok, unsnap the crotch, yes there.  No, relax open your
legs again...Good girl," he praised her.  She was a natural blonde he
internally smiled.  He often never knew as most girls were clean down
there.

   Eve popped the two snaps letting out a moan knowing a man was just a
foot from her bare pussy with an angry-looking hard-on.

   "Ok, let me get a few shots from back here, hold that pose..perhaps lick
your lips as you look at the camera.  Great, ok.  Let's change into the
next item and this time set the coffee table up for wine with your
boyfriend," he pointed to the bar in the corner.

   The girl walked back wondering why her legs felt heavy.  She'd done no
heavy lifting, perhaps the strong ache in her lower belly was causing it.
She pulled off the garment hoping they'd not be upset how wet she'd gotten
the crotch and grabbed the red teddy.  This one was more conservative, she
thought until she pulled it on.  There were no snaps this time as there was
no crotch.  The material was thinner than she thought so her breasts
bounced freely as she walked.  She decided that she'd act as if she were
clothed decently as she prepared the room.

   Brad murmured encouraging comments as she knelt by the wine cabinet to
get a bottle out along with the sounds of the rapid shutter release.

   Brad's cock was painfully trapped in his tight jeans but he couldn't
miss capturing the exposed pussy and asshole.  He made a note to see if
this girl will be coming back for the video sessions as he'd work that day
for free if so.

   Eve stood up with the bottle, grabbed a couple of glasses, and bent over
the table.  She must be doing something right as the sounds of the shutter
were almost non-stop.  She knelt next to the table first facing the camera
and arranged the items, then got up and knelt with her back to Brad feeling
her anus spread open.  'This must be what he wants,' she thought as he no
longer said a word, just the steady sound of clicking.  She stood looking
at the table then decided to sit next to the table, sat down, and
immodestly slouched back in the chair.

   The man felt like he might cum as the girl let her legs open then slid
her finger along her slit as if checking to see how wet she was.  In his
head, he wanted to tell her to put her finger inside but stood up
uncomfortably and said, "These were great.  Take five.  I need to get new
cards and while I do that you can put away the wine stuff for the next
series." He looked over to the rack, "The body stocking," he suggested. 
"Also, grab some water or take a bio break," he said to the girl busy
putting the stuff away as he headed to the men's room.

   Brad locked the door, yanked down his pants, and sat on the toilet seat.
He held the camera up and looked at the pictures of the young blonde as he
furiously stroked his cock.  Within a minute he stifled a loud moan as he
felt the intense release coming.  He almost dropped the expensive piece of
equipment as jets of sperm splashed onto the bathroom floor.  As he cleaned
up the mess he thought back to when Drew assigned this newbie to him.  He
remembered groaning unhappily as he'd have to tell her how to do everything
twice and she'd most likely freeze.  Instead, he had to give very few
instructions and she'd caused a response he'd not had shooting models in
years.

   Eve looked around and things were back where they were initially.  She
walked over to the rack and pulled out the body stocking.  She had
pantyhose a lot less sheer than this.  She shrugged and stripped off the
red teddy and was about to pull on the body stocking when she saw Brad come
out of the bathroom looking refreshed.  He must have splashed cold water on
his face as he no longer was walking so stiffly.

   "Nice, this is my favorite," he said cheerfully as he approached the
naked girl.  He helped her pull it on, adjusting the lower back and
shoulder straps.  "You are perfect for this.  You should ask Drew if you
can have this, I'm sure he'll say yes.  All the models usually get to take
one item home after these shoots," he said smiling.

   Eve looked down at herself.  She might as well be naked as there were no
lacy patterns or patches to cover up her bits, almost the opposite as this
too was crotchless but not as the teddies were, just between her legs. 
This garment had the entire crotch cut out with the effect of directing the
observer's attention there.  Shrugging she looked at the photographer, "How
would you like me for this?"

   Brad's initial response would have been inappropriate but he stifled
that, "I don't know about you, but you'd be surprised how many women like
to do housework in the nude, so..." he indicated the sheer body stocking,
"this is as close as it gets," he smiled.

   There was a collection of cleaning products in a cabinet so Eve went
about dusting, polishing, and acting as if she were tidying up with her
ears attuned to the shutter releases.

   "That was great, so how about cleaning the floor?" Brad suggested, "Fold
a towel beneath your knees.  I'd hate for you to bruise them,"

   Eve knew what he wanted so she got her towel and got on her hands and
knees.  She made a point of facing away from the camera and heard the
shutter release click rapidly.  She reached out causing her back to arch
knowing her ass and pussy would thrust up and be opened wide.  She felt the
aching increase wishing she knew how to take care of it.  She really did
know but she suspected most models didn't ask their photographer to fuck
them.  She thought about Adam, but she knew he'd never last long enough to
get this aching to release.

   Brad's cock returned to the uncomfortable rigid state which made it hard
to maneuver around getting shots down low.  He started from behind her,
getting dozens of great shots of that ass, then from the side showing her
pendulous breasts.  He crawled around in front of the girl and laid on his
side, getting terrific shots of the girl's tits and cleavage.

   Eve continued to wipe the same spot feeling very vulnerable...not that
this felt like a bad thing...but was happy to be told she could get up.

   "Ok, now for well-deserved rest," he pointed to the couch, "You're alone
and your boyfriend isn't due home for hours so lie back and relax."

   Eve flopped down, her legs slightly parted, her arms over her head as if
relaxing.

   Brad snapped a few shots, "Ok, touch your breasts, gently massage
them...that's it," he sighed wishing he could feel them.

   Eve's nipples were almost burning they were so sensitive and when he
told her she should pinch them, pull on them, she unconsciously opened her
legs wider while lifting her ass off the cushions.

   He heard the girl's moans having no doubt she'd welcome his cock, but he
drove those thoughts from his head.  "That's great, that's what we want,"
he sighed.  Keep pulling on your right nipple and take your right
hand...yes you know what I want," he almost moaned as she slid her finger
down her glistening labia.  "That's it, put your left leg up on the back of
the couch, yes...perfect," he said.  The girl's mouth was open, her eyes
glazed as she rubbed her swollen pussy.  He moaned approvingly when one
then two fingers plunged inside.  He took a few more shots walking around
the girl then thought about the time and reluctantly he put the camera
down, "Ok.  That was great.  It looked so real.  We have just the two more
outfits so get changed, and let's wrap this up," he said as he
surreptitiously adjusted his throbbing cock.

   Eve felt shaky as if she'd the aching would max out giving her relief
desperately wanting to get it to go away.  She didn't know why it was
better to get it to go away by maxing it out rather than let it fade away
as it had the last week but she wanted to find out.  She wasn't so innocent
she didn't know what an orgasm was and assumed she'd had them before, but
this might be another level of orgasm.  She went over and changed into a
two-piece with the bra just framing her breasts without covering and the
panties having the crotch almost pulling her labia open.

   Drew finished up his session and came over to where Brad was shooting
Eve.  He had been curious all day to see how relaxed she was and how open
to instruction she was.  He nodded happily seeing the girl bending over to
pick up the coffee table with her back to the camera displaying her bare
ass.  When she moved it over, Brad instructed her to get on top on her
hands and knees and look back as if expecting her boyfriend to take
advantage of her position.

   "Keep looking at the camera...I mean your boyfriend, now reach between
your legs and spread those lips...Oh wow!  Perfect," he sighed.  That's
great," he laughed as Eve's hand touching herself then beckoned him.

   "Hey, Brad.  Didn't want to interrupt, but are you guys about done?"
Drew asked, "Hey, Eve, you look great by the way."

   Brad put down his camera, "Yeah.  This is the last of them.  Eve, great
working with you today, I don't know if this taskmaster here told you but
you're a natural.  You will go far...really far in this business," Brad
said smiling at the girl.

   Eve got up, her aching making it hard to walk smoothly hearing the two
men discussing her.

   "I think she'd be perfect for the videos.  She is open, relaxed, and
enjoys being in front of...." the men's voices trailed off.

   The young blonde changed feeling embarrassed with how wet each of the
garments was.  She picked up the blue one that exposed her boobs, ass, and
pussy wondering if that might inspire Adam.  She chuckled thinking back at
how much it inspired Brad.  He'd finally quit trying to hide his erection
and just reached into his pants to try to get comfortable.  These garments
sure are well designed to get men interested in the wearer, she thought.

   Drew came over to the girl now fully dressed but looking flushed.  "Did
you enjoy the shoot?" he asked.  "Did you want to take that?" he asked.  He
grabbed the other five hangers and handed them to the girl, "Here.  Take
them.  Brad said you surpassed his best expectations and asked, or rather
demanded he work with you again," he smiled.

   Eve blushed, taking the garments, "Really?  I mean Brad said maybe I
could ask for one.  They're all so beautiful...sexy," she said softly.

   Drew chuckled, "He's right but I was told by Willow and Brian to make
you happy.  What did you say to them at lunch?  I've never seen them take
an interest in a model before."

   The girl blushed harder, "Um...nothing.  I just, you know, chatted with
them."

   "Anyhow, I'm going to ask.  I suspect I know the answer and whichever
way you respond there will be future shoots for you.  Are you interested in
either the soft or hard shoots tomorrow?" The girl looked confused.  "Let's
go sit in my office," he said.

   After Eve sat down, she asked, "Wasn't today a soft shoot?  I assume you
meant softcore or hardcore porn."

   Drew chuckled, "In a way, yes.  Hang on..I have a few examples of
softcore...OK, there," he pointed to the screen.

   Eve's eyes got big seeing a slideshow with a beautiful girl kneeling,
stroking a large penis; holding it to her lips; lying back, the head just
touching her pussy; on her hands and knees, again with the penis just
touching her.

   Drew stopped it showing the girl's tongue just against the underside of
the head.  "Softcore would just be stills.  No penetration, no actual sex.
There's touching, perhaps the man sucking a nipple or massaging the girl's
breasts; girls stroking a cock but any actual genital stimulation is out.
You get the picture." He looked at the girl, "Ok, I think this interests
you.  Hardcore is different, easier perhaps because there are no poses. 
The actors just go with it, perhaps taking direction, but a lot of the
shoot veers off the original script if the final product is more natural,
better."

   Eve squirmed in her seat thinking about it.  Adam wouldn't approve but
he rarely approved of anything but the softcore is not cheating.  "Does
the, do the girls get paid more?" she asked.

   "Oh yeah.  Today you got $500 per hour for the afternoon shots, this,"
he pointed to the girl just about to lick the cock, is $1,000 per hour. 
This," the screen went blank as he opened another file before showing
another girl with her lips wrapped around a similar cock sucking rapidly,
"gets anywhere from $1,500 to $2,500," he said.

   "Wow!  $2,500 per hour?  What do those girls do, farm animals?" she
laughed nervously.

   Drew chuckled, "You know, that's not a bad idea...no, it's just doing
things like anal, foursomes, more extreme acts.  Tamer scenes like making
love or a blowjob would be less of course, but we have very strict rules,
no pain, so BDSM is out, not choking or hurting any of the girls...no farm
animals, at least no horses.  We want the girls to enjoy it, not dread it
as that would show, here," he opened another video showing a girl riding a
guy, her ass almost a blur as she slammed onto the man's cock.  "I'd say
she looks happy," he smiled.

   Eve never blinked as she saw two people having sex...fucking before. 
She watched jealously as the girl seemed to be lost in the pleasure of the
act.  She wanted to laugh and cry thinking she'd been watching for just a
couple of minutes and Adam would have left the room by now let alone put
that much energy into it.

   "You are considering it, aren't you?" Drew gently stroked the girl's
shoulder.  She felt almost feverish she was so warm.

   Eve nodded slowly, "Let me think about it.  I don't want to cheat on my
husband but I could do the other," she gasped as the couple turned over,
the man now driving his cock into her vagina aggressively.  Rather than
show pain, her ass was rising with each stroke to increase the...the
fucking.  She was looking as if she totally adored the man.

   Drew chuckled, "These girls all have husbands or boyfriends.  They're
actresses.  You've seen movies like Basic Instinct or Risky business.  Do
you think those actors, actresses are cheating?  It's just a role they're
playing, not cheating.  Now if they do this off-set, that's another story."

   Eve nodded, "OK.  What if I agree to do some softcore and...well, what
if I want?" she pointed to the girl now rhythmically crying out.

   Drew smiled, "Then we'd start videotaping.  That happens more than you
think.  Best intentions and all.  When couples start to touch, to feel the
blood pulsing...you get the idea.  If you're interested we start at 8 AM
tomorrow."

   Eve nodded, then looked like she'd come to a decision, "8 AM it is
then," she looked at the pink pussy rising to meet the generously endowed
penis and felt the agonizing ache rising.  "Thanks for these," she held up
the lingerie.  "I should get home and make dinner."

   After she left, Drew picked up the phone, "She'll be here in the
morning....yes, I'll call him.  He asked me just yesterday if she'd go for
it...no,I don't think it has anything to do with the money...I agree,
ok...I'll send them over as soon as the shoot is done, really?  That's
incredibly generous, but...um thanks, bye." he hung up feeling excited.  If
she agrees to let herself go Brian promised him a $10,000 bonus!  On top of
that Jerry will be buying him dinner.

   *****

   Adam kissed his wife briefly on the lips but was surprised she pulled
his face back, kissing him more aggressively.  She was rubbing her body on
his but he extracted himself, "Wow.  What got into you?' he asked.  "I told
you those afternoon soaps are nothing but softcore porn," he chuckled.

   He went into the living room, taking off his shoes and flopping down. 
"Bring me a beer, won't you?" he ordered.

   Eve pulled off her tee-shirt, stepped out of her pants, and after
pouring the beer took it out to her husband.

   Adam glanced up, his hand out then did a double-take.  There was his
innocent wife wearing what looked like a full-body stocking, well
partial-body as her pussy was fully exposed.  He stood, "Oh wow!  Where did
you get that?" he asked.  He wanted her to turn around to see if that
perfect ass was also exposed.

   Eve felt bad lying but she just didn't want to hear him yell at her for
letting people see her like that so she lied, "I told you I went to the
thrift shop last night.  You'd be amazed the variety of things you can find
there," she smiled as she twirled around.  "It's very comfortable and I was
thinking about wearing it to bed rather than that oversized tee," she said
as her husband's hands explored her body as if it were the first time.

   "I love it," he said.  "Is it really made like this?" he asked as his
fingers probed her dripping pussy.

   "Easy access, the tag said," she chuckled.  "I was hoping you'd like it
though it makes me feel a bit like a whore," she sighed.

   "My whore," the man said as he pushed her back onto the couch.

   Eve tried to grab his already stiff erection and see what he tasted like
but he was too quick.  He opened her legs and drove his cock into her.  She
cried out, "Wait, wait," but he rapidly pistoned into her moist twat for
less than a minute before grunting he was cumming.

   The girl lay there feeling like she could cry, gently stroking his back,
listening to his contented breathing getting back to normal.  The packaging
doesn't change the product, she thought sadly.

   Adam kissed his wife and got up.  He looked down at her and smiled, "I
like it.  I might have to go again, but let's get cleaned up so I can
review my meeting with the bishop today." He moved her legs off the couch,
sat down, took a sip of his beer, and picked up his tablet.