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A few years ago Elizabeth entered a modeling agency almost as a joke, behind the desk she found a beautiful brunette Monica asking her what she wanted.
"I'd like to sign up as a model," she smiled nervously...
"Do you have a resume, pictures of yourself?"
"No."
"Experience?"
"I was just in high school."
"Okay" was the listless answer. "Fill in this question." He sat behind a desk across the room, feeling the eyes of the brunettes in the room on his body.
"Am I done now?"
"Okay, I need to identify you. I need a driver's license or ID."
"I have both." Elizabeth put her hands inside the bag and pulled out both documents. Monica wrote down some information about her application. While she was telling her that the boss was not present and that she would be called back for an interview, Jane, the wife of the owner of the agency, a blonde woman, very tall and with very large breasts, came in.
"Any calls from Monica?"
"No, but this sexting lady is looking for work as a model."
"So you want to be a model girl?"
"Yeah, I'd really like to do that."
The woman looked at her and was struck by it.
"Come inside and let's talk." Monica handed the question to Jane who winked at her as she closed the door behind her. It was a big office with a desk, big shelves of books and magazines, a sofa and some chairs. The walls were full of photos and posters of the agency models.
"Sit there and make yourself comfortable."
He sat right in front of her, tried to pull her skirt up so as not to show her legs, although her panties were probably visible.
"Well, now let's see, your name is Elizabeth and you just turned 18. You're still in high school and you're gonna finish it this month." He looked Elizabeth in the eye. "You know you're too short to be a model, right?"
"Yes, I know, but I think you might want to consider other builds as well."
"Well yes, this can be done in rare cases if there is talent, personality."
"Yes, ma'am, I understand. I'm willing to work hard, to train and all that, but I can't go to a modeling school, I have brothers and sisters younger than me, my dad left us many years ago and everything weighs on my mom's shoulders".
"Okay, show me how you walk," she said.
Elizabeth got up and started walking back and forth. "That skirt you're wearing is a piece of crap. I can't measure you. Take it off, she said."
"Should I undress?"
"I'm a woman and I'm professional, if I tell you I want to see you, you have to do it, Jane said, rather irritated."
"I beg your pardon, ma'am, but I've never auditioned." Elizabeth unfastened her skirt showing her beautifully sculpted legs and coarse underwear, probably bought at the stalls of a provincial market.
"I think your measurements are good, but your underwear is decent I usually tell aspiring models to go home and come back with proper underwear, but since I'm very busy and you probably don't have anything better, I'll give you a chance. Take off your clothes."
Elizabeth obeyed, fearing she wouldn't get another chance. She took off her shirt, her bra and then her panties and put them all on the chair. She was completely naked and embarrassed, and she walked back and forth across the room. Jane got up from her chair, stood in front of her desk, looking at Elizabeth's big, beautiful breasts. She sat in a chair at the end of the room, looking at Elizabeth's breasts as they grazed the effect of gravity. Elizabeth turned around showing her bottom, two perfectly shaped buttocks.
Jane ordered her to stop and told her by putting her hands on her hips that she was not moving them well. He told her to start walking again, while he held his hands on her hips. Elizabeth felt an electric shock on her body as Jane touched her. Elizabeth's knees began to feel weak, while a strange warm sensation was shaking her veins, her whole body seemed to be on fire, and she almost fainted in Jane's arms.
"What's wrong, do you feel bad?" Jane said.
"I don't know, I suddenly feel weak, like my legs can't take it."
"I hope I didn't hurt you by touching you, or embarrass you for getting naked."
Jane took Elizabeth to the sofa, put one arm around Elizabeth's shoulder and with the other hand stroked her tummy.
"Oh no ma'am, I had a great time, it's just that when he touched me I got so excited that it's like I felt a fire inside."
Jane smiled thinking he had seduced her and it was only a matter of time before she took that beautiful creature Elizabeth to bed and kissed her gently on the forehead.
"I'm glad you feel that way. Do you have a sweet boyfriend?"
"No, ma'am, I'm afraid of boys."
"Why are you afraid?"
"My mother had me when I was 16, I don't want that to happen to me."
Then Jane hugged her and said, "Don't tell me you're still a virgin?"
"Yes, ma'am, I am, but the other girls at school still call me a whore."
"A whore why?"
"Because they say I have a whore's body."
Jane's little pussy started to get wet as she spoke and hugged Elizabeth's innocent sexting body.
She thought her husband would go mad for such a girl and could barely wait to see his face when she presented him with her naked body, submissive to Elizabeth and enslaved to her most perverse sexual pleasures.
Elizabeth's would be the easiest seduction he had ever experienced, she would become their last and most voluptuous sex slave.
"Well, my dear, I should have you trained," said Jane...
"But as a lady, I have no money to model."
"Don't worry, I'll train you myself, at my place, in exchange for some cleaning and housekeeping, I have another girl there too, it's a big house and you'll stay there, there won't be any problems with my husband."
"Your husband?"
"Yes, he owns the agency, but he's almost always out of the house."
"But you want to train me naked?"
"Just sometimes on special occasions, I have lots of nice clothes for you at home."
"You're so nice to me, I feel really good with you and I'm getting very excited."
At this point Jane lost control and kissed Elizabeth on the lips, slowly massaged her inner thigh, touched her tits gently and walked down to her curly bush. Elizabeth gasped and her body trembled when Jane touched her clitoris, it was the first time this had happened to her. As Jane's fingers began to touch her pussy, she couldn't hold back, kissed her breasts, and began to tremble like a leaf until she had an orgasm.
"Oh lady, what's happening to me?"
"You had an orgasm, my dear, isn't that a good feeling?
"Yeah, I still can't believe it, it was the best feeling I ever had, but I didn't do anything for you."
"No need, you'll do it later or whenever you want."
"I'll do whatever you want me to do."
"It's good to hear you say that, I'll teach you a thousand ways to enjoy, now I want you to go home and get your things. Tell mom you have a job and move in with your boss."
"I'd like to sign up as a model," she smiled nervously...
"Do you have a resume, pictures of yourself?"
"No."
"Experience?"
"I was just in high school."
"Okay" was the listless answer. "Fill in this question." He sat behind a desk across the room, feeling the eyes of the brunettes in the room on his body.
"Am I done now?"
"Okay, I need to identify you. I need a driver's license or ID."
"I have both." Elizabeth put her hands inside the bag and pulled out both documents. Monica wrote down some information about her application. While she was telling her that the boss was not present and that she would be called back for an interview, Jane, the wife of the owner of the agency, a blonde woman, very tall and with very large breasts, came in.
"Any calls from Monica?"
"No, but this sexting lady is looking for work as a model."
"So you want to be a model girl?"
"Yeah, I'd really like to do that."
The woman looked at her and was struck by it.
"Come inside and let's talk." Monica handed the question to Jane who winked at her as she closed the door behind her. It was a big office with a desk, big shelves of books and magazines, a sofa and some chairs. The walls were full of photos and posters of the agency models.
"Sit there and make yourself comfortable."
He sat right in front of her, tried to pull her skirt up so as not to show her legs, although her panties were probably visible.
"Well, now let's see, your name is Elizabeth and you just turned 18. You're still in high school and you're gonna finish it this month." He looked Elizabeth in the eye. "You know you're too short to be a model, right?"
"Yes, I know, but I think you might want to consider other builds as well."
"Well yes, this can be done in rare cases if there is talent, personality."
"Yes, ma'am, I understand. I'm willing to work hard, to train and all that, but I can't go to a modeling school, I have brothers and sisters younger than me, my dad left us many years ago and everything weighs on my mom's shoulders".
"Okay, show me how you walk," she said.
Elizabeth got up and started walking back and forth. "That skirt you're wearing is a piece of crap. I can't measure you. Take it off, she said."
"Should I undress?"
"I'm a woman and I'm professional, if I tell you I want to see you, you have to do it, Jane said, rather irritated."
"I beg your pardon, ma'am, but I've never auditioned." Elizabeth unfastened her skirt showing her beautifully sculpted legs and coarse underwear, probably bought at the stalls of a provincial market.
"I think your measurements are good, but your underwear is decent I usually tell aspiring models to go home and come back with proper underwear, but since I'm very busy and you probably don't have anything better, I'll give you a chance. Take off your clothes."
Elizabeth obeyed, fearing she wouldn't get another chance. She took off her shirt, her bra and then her panties and put them all on the chair. She was completely naked and embarrassed, and she walked back and forth across the room. Jane got up from her chair, stood in front of her desk, looking at Elizabeth's big, beautiful breasts. She sat in a chair at the end of the room, looking at Elizabeth's breasts as they grazed the effect of gravity. Elizabeth turned around showing her bottom, two perfectly shaped buttocks.
Jane ordered her to stop and told her by putting her hands on her hips that she was not moving them well. He told her to start walking again, while he held his hands on her hips. Elizabeth felt an electric shock on her body as Jane touched her. Elizabeth's knees began to feel weak, while a strange warm sensation was shaking her veins, her whole body seemed to be on fire, and she almost fainted in Jane's arms.
"What's wrong, do you feel bad?" Jane said.
"I don't know, I suddenly feel weak, like my legs can't take it."
"I hope I didn't hurt you by touching you, or embarrass you for getting naked."
Jane took Elizabeth to the sofa, put one arm around Elizabeth's shoulder and with the other hand stroked her tummy.
"Oh no ma'am, I had a great time, it's just that when he touched me I got so excited that it's like I felt a fire inside."
Jane smiled thinking he had seduced her and it was only a matter of time before she took that beautiful creature Elizabeth to bed and kissed her gently on the forehead.
"I'm glad you feel that way. Do you have a sweet boyfriend?"
"No, ma'am, I'm afraid of boys."
"Why are you afraid?"
"My mother had me when I was 16, I don't want that to happen to me."
Then Jane hugged her and said, "Don't tell me you're still a virgin?"
"Yes, ma'am, I am, but the other girls at school still call me a whore."
"A whore why?"
"Because they say I have a whore's body."
Jane's little pussy started to get wet as she spoke and hugged Elizabeth's innocent sexting body.
She thought her husband would go mad for such a girl and could barely wait to see his face when she presented him with her naked body, submissive to Elizabeth and enslaved to her most perverse sexual pleasures.
Elizabeth's would be the easiest seduction he had ever experienced, she would become their last and most voluptuous sex slave.
"Well, my dear, I should have you trained," said Jane...
"But as a lady, I have no money to model."
"Don't worry, I'll train you myself, at my place, in exchange for some cleaning and housekeeping, I have another girl there too, it's a big house and you'll stay there, there won't be any problems with my husband."
"Your husband?"
"Yes, he owns the agency, but he's almost always out of the house."
"But you want to train me naked?"
"Just sometimes on special occasions, I have lots of nice clothes for you at home."
"You're so nice to me, I feel really good with you and I'm getting very excited."
At this point Jane lost control and kissed Elizabeth on the lips, slowly massaged her inner thigh, touched her tits gently and walked down to her curly bush. Elizabeth gasped and her body trembled when Jane touched her clitoris, it was the first time this had happened to her. As Jane's fingers began to touch her pussy, she couldn't hold back, kissed her breasts, and began to tremble like a leaf until she had an orgasm.
"Oh lady, what's happening to me?"
"You had an orgasm, my dear, isn't that a good feeling?
"Yeah, I still can't believe it, it was the best feeling I ever had, but I didn't do anything for you."
"No need, you'll do it later or whenever you want."
"I'll do whatever you want me to do."
"It's good to hear you say that, I'll teach you a thousand ways to enjoy, now I want you to go home and get your things. Tell mom you have a job and move in with your boss."
