The fashion show

You tag along with Bruno to the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show where he seems to know all the organizers and important people. He even leads you backstage where the models are all getting ready, and you're amazed to see the buzz of activity in the area, where all the models are scantily clad, all wearing pink robes and sitting at make up tables getting glammed up for the show. In additional to the models, there are even more support staff of all kinds, from make up artists to camera people to wardrobe assistants. Almost all of them are female, and those that aren't, are men who aren't quite as excited to be backstage as you and Bruno. You 2 walk past Alessandra Ambrosio, who looks gorgeous in real life, wearing a white laced bra under her robe, and she blows Bruno a kiss while paying you no heed.

You don't care as you look on with your mouth open, practically salivating at the sight.

"How do you have access to this?" you ask Bruno in awe.

"I'm 1 of the major sponsors of the show. It's 1 of the things I discovered a couple years ago. And when you’re one of the major money guys, like me, they let you do anything," he replies with a grin. "Grab ’em by the pussy. You can do anything," he adds, in fact, doing so as he passes a blonde model, who giggles as he reaches down and under her robe. You don't have to be able to see under to know what he does, before his hand reappears and you continue walking.

"So... what now?" you ask.

"Now we just hang out, let them do their thing. It gets really busy and chaotic back here. It's quite something to watch, you know, to see them put on a show like that. And don't worry, you'll get an eyeful." Indeed, as Bruno finishes the sentence, you come across a topless model, hurrying to put on a elaborate sequinned bra for the show.

Then, there's an announcement that the show's about to begin, and you and Bruno find a corner where you can stay out of the way while being a spectator behind the scenes. Over the course of the next 2 hours, you lose track of how many bare breasts, shaved pussies, and naked bodies you see. You're literally in heaven.

At last, the show ends and wraps up, and Bruno leads you out as the models pack up to leave.

"Where are we going now? Aren't we..." you ask.

Bruno laughs. "Relax! There's an after party, and then there's an after after party. That second one, I'm footing the bill completely, so we'll go get something to eat and then head there just in time. That's the party you want to be at."

"Why?"

"Because that party is models only and a few business partners of mine. And us," Bruno winks. Just the thought of it makes you hard.