Career Advice

"Look, Simone," you say. "You contacted me."

"I did? Oh yeah," she says.

"You know I'm the best career coach in the business now. I have never given bad advice, and every model I have advised has seen her career skyrocket."

"Of course, why else would I want to meet with you," Simon says smugly.

"Well, we need to get you on the catwalk, high end fashion."

"Duh! I can like rule the fashion model industry."

"OK, for the next week, you need to practice. There is one secret technique the top models have been using for years, and only the ones making millions a year know it."

"Oooh, what is it?"

"Go to a park or some place with a walking or jogging path. Wear a top hat, six inch spike heels, a skirt, not a tight skirt, but no underwear. This will sound odd, but it's the best model strut practice there is. Put a cherry tomato on top of the hat and another between your butt cheeks, and walk one mile while trying to keep the tomatoes from falling. If one does fall, you have to eat it as an incentive not let it fall, so you have to bring a plastic baggy full of them."

"Wow, I can like totally see how that would work."

"Simone, can I be frank with you?" You put your hands behind your head.

"Of course. I would not have wanted to meet you if I didn't trust you."

"Good, from the moment you walked in, you have wanted me to fuck you."

Simone's eyes went wide. She blushed and looked down. "How could you tell?"

"The way you stripped to your underwear."

"Um, you said..."

"Hey, I didn't say anything. You did that on your own, unprompted."

Simone blushed deeply, down to her chest.

"You've been licking your lips and breathing more heavily too. It's clear you are craving my cock in you right now."

"I'm so...I'm like...yes, I want you to fuck me!"

You smile. You wonder how to toy with her before you fuck her brains out and how you should fuck her.