Third pose: aspiring executive

Danny took a deep breath. Sam collected his tub of lotion, and walked back to his makeup station. Katie stood there staring at the two men. "Well, now what?"

Not sure if she meant are we going to fuck or something or are there more pictures to take, Danny was slow to respond. "I think ... perhaps we should go to the next look, the aspiring executive."

Katie nodded, and slipped back behind the drape. Danny and Sam looked at each with incredulous expressions, silently saying to one another what on earth is going on? Katie re-emerged, naked but for a pair of polka dot panties. She held a lacy pink bra and matching panties in her hands. "So before I get dressed, I'd like to point out that each of my last two bras created problems for your poor gentlemen. Here's what I have planned for the next outfit. Should I bother? Or are you just going to come up with some excuse for me to take it off again?"

Of course, she was standing there topless, so there was some irony in her complaint. The men just ogled at her tits, Sam remembering clearly the moments prior when they were firmly in his hands. "Go ahead, put them on. I'm sure they're wonderful," said Danny.

Katie didn't go back behind the drape this time. She simply rolled the panties she was wearing down her legs, and kicked them away. Danny looked at her, now standing there completely nude. She stared back. "Something wrong?" she asked.

"No, not at all," smiled Danny.

"I mean, I've only been trying to get you guys to see me naked for like hours." She idly fingered the hair above her pussy, then brought her free hand up to her breasts, then her face, then through her hair (on her head).

She pulled the pink lacy panties on. The mesh was so fine that her public hair was still visible. If she were to spread her legs, her pussy would be visible through the panties as well. She pulled on the matching bra, and with the fine mesh, her nipples stood out quite clearly.

"This underwear makes me feel the way I'd want to feel if I worked in an office -- an office with mostly men. I feel very seen in this. The way you're looking at me now -- that's how I want men to look at me when I wear this." She quickly went behind the drape, but came back out with the executive outfit. She wanted them to watch her get dressed. She rolled up a pair of white stockings, buttoned a lavender dress shirt to the top, then slipped into a skirt and sweater. She checked herself in a mirror, adjusted her collar, and then walked over to Sam.

"Let's redo your hair for this look," said Sam. She sat in a chair, and he began to brush and style her hair. He wanted it pulled back from her face. It was just long enough for a slightly sassy ponytail in the back. He continued to brush, apply some gel, and carefully place and style the look. As she sat there, Danny came up in front of her.

"I think I see where our photoshoot is going. Let's not talk about it, though. Let's just see what happens." Katie looked at him longingly. She began to move one stockinged foot toward Danny. She touched his foot with hers, then wiggled her toes as she ran her foot up the inner part of his left leg. She leaned back a little to get a better angle, but before long, her toes were pressed against Danny's crotch.

"Yes, let's just see what happens." She pressed her toes into his crotch, and felt his hardening penis. She continued to lightly wiggle against him while Sam did her hair. "Sam, would you be a doll and get my heels from over there?" Sam obliged, and brought a pair of black boots with high spike heels over to them. "Daniel," she said, teasing him, "put these on me."

Danny took the first shoe. The foot it went with was busy at the moment, so he just touched her foot through her stocking as she toyed with his cock through his pants. He allowed her to continue a bit more, his dick getting harder and harder. Finally, he lifted her foot off him, and slid the boot on. He zipped up the side, and released her leg to the floor.

Katie repeated the routine with her left leg. Her toes toyed with Danny's leg, up to his crotch, and poked around at his penis. He adjusted himself, allowing a bit more contact with Katie's foot. Finally, he placed the second boot on her, and she was just about ready.

"What do you boys think about glasses for this look?"

Sam looked up at Katie's face and smiled. "Absolutely."

Katie jumped up, giggled, and ran upstairs. While she was gone, Danny looked at Sam, and said, "I don't know, man. We just rolling with it?"

"This girl is chaos, dude. I mean, do we want to get mixed up in whatever this is?"

"I don't know, man," Danny said again. "I guess -- well, fuck, whatever. She's incredibly hot, you know?" Sam concurred. Danny continued, "is it worse than some pick-up at a club you never go back to?"

Sam said, "you're right." He laughed a little. Then he heard a familiar giggle above his head.

Katie was leaning over the balcony rail, watching. She had a pair of thin black frames on now, narrow, slightly square, but angled up at the ends giving a very subtle cat-eye vibe. "I'm definitely better than some pick-up. Don't be cruel."

She came back down the stairs, but slowly this time. With the glasses on, the focus was even more so on her eyes. Both men gazed intently at her. She stood more upright in this outfit, too, and her legs looked longer, probably because of the heeled boots. The way her fingers stroked the railing as she walked down was sensual. She got to the last step, her fingers lingering on the railing for a moment, almost teasing the hard wood before releasing it from her touch.

Danny took a deep breath. "Let's get some pictures."

Katie did a series of poses, often focusing her energies on facial expressions that accentuated the glasses. Sam smiled at her -- the glasses were definitely a turn-on. Danny backed up a bit to get more half body and full body shots. Sam whispered to Danny, "damn, that skirt makes her ass look so tight."

Katie heard him. "My ass makes my ass look tight." She took a step toward Sam, grabbed his shirt collar, and pulled him to her. She lunged toward his face, mouth open, tongue out, and initiated a long, deep kiss. While engaged in that, she put a hand around the back of his head, stroking and pulling his shag red hair. She released the kiss, and said, "Well? Is it the skirt or is it the ass?"

Sam took the cue, and reached his hands around to her butt, one on each side. He mauled and groped, pulling her body closer to his. They continued making out, tongues intertwined. Danny had paused for a moment, staring in shock -- but then resumed taking pictures. Whether she wants these shots or not, I'm not missing the chance to capture this moment.

This wasn't the first time Sam had found himself attracted to a model from a shoot, and it wasn't the first time he'd even hooked up with one, but it was the first time it happened during the shoot like this. Katie was aggressively pulling on Sam's upper body, and his hands were relentless on her ass. The skirt was long enough that he didn't have any access other than from the outside of the clothes, but he could feel the strength of her body, as well as her firm breasts against his chest.

Katie suddenly pushed him off of her, and wiped the corners of her mouth with her fingertip. "So. Better than some pick-up?"

"Fuuuuck, man," said Sam. "Fucking hell. YES. You got it, babe. You fucking got it."

"Good. What's next?"

Danny cleared his throat. "Do you want to take this look to a more sensual level? I mean, I'll be honest, I got some picks of you and Sam making out, but those aren't for your portfolio."

Katie shrugged. "I don't know. He's hot. But you're right. I need more solo attention. What did you have in mind?"