Go for it.

" I'm in shape and have a good body besides wait until I tell John" she thinks naughtily. "So Let's just get this over with quickly, besides it's not like I'm the only one walking around naked." she thinks and wraps the robe around her and heads out front. Her breathing is fast and she's shaking. " Ok Joanna, step over here and drop the robe and have a seat in the chair." The chair she is to sit in looks like it was designed for this. It reclines so she can lay back and actually looks comfortable. Joanna walks slowly to the chair. " Ok seriously, I had to walk out here the second all the other semi nude women disappear? That's my luck! It's Ok, it's O.k. Just get it over with" She thinks as she surveys the room. She stands next to her chair and closes her eyes. She breathes in and out slowly, musters all her courage and drops the robe. The cool air in the room kisses her pink thimble size nipples hardening them and she starts to blush. All 50 people in the room stop what they are doing and stare at her. She hurriedly jumps in the chair laying back. She's studies her body from this angle looking my down. "Aaahhhh! My tits!! Everyone can see my tits! What the fuck am I doing" he mind screams. Brent moves close and speaks quietly to her " Uh, Joanna, are you sure your comfortable? When I said exposed ..." She cuts him off " Yes, Brent. I'm fine but can we please hurry?" He looks at her, down her body and says " yeah, as long as your comfortable I guess. I just thought... never mind. Guys lather her up and hurry please." She has just a moment to process what he says "lather me up? Oh shit!" Before she can protest two of the male assistants attack her bare breast and torso, smearing on the layer the keeps the plaster from sticking. "fuck me! Holy shit! What did I get myself into?" Her mind screams. Her eyes are wide watching these two men massage her breasts, it doesn't feel bad but she's dumbstruck by these two men rubbing her tits. Their eyes are glued to her body as their fingers slide over her body. Her nipples are hard as diamonds as their hands spread the stuff over them. She bites her bottom lip and knows she's turning red. Every time they pass over her nipples a wave of sensual heat rolls over her. Joanna has never been more embarrassed and can't stop thinking about all the eyes on her mostly naked body. "Just relax. Just relax." She whispers to herself and closes her eyes. She slowly opens them to find all five men at her feet and a small crowd gathered behind them. "I'm going to die!" She thinks. "Hey! Nothing to see here. Everyone back to work!" Brent says to the crowd then address his crew "Ok guys, looks good. Plaster now." They all walk away not taking their eyes off her. One even bumps into the table, eyes glued to her crotch. They begin to lay the strips over her sheet and Joanna feels better being atleast a little covered but they do leave her nipples for last and she can't help but think "nice move boys". She's feeling better now and relaxing. The plaster is done and she must wait for 15 min for it to harden. The guys have been milling around near her feet admiring their work she guesses when Brent walks over to them to do the same. "Looks good gu... whoa... um ok.. clear out of here and clean up. Now. Go!" he says as he shews them away. He walks over to her and whispers "um Joanna, I need to um... you can't move right now so.. I'm just going to..."he stammers and gently reaches down and adjusts the paper panties back to center. For a moment she is stunned speechless watching him and realizing how exposed she been. "Oh! my!... sorry...thank you! I'm so embarrassed!" She stammers turning bright red for the 20th time it feels. " No biggie. It's kinda part of the job." He smiles and replies. " I showed these guys my tits AND my vagina! That's just great" she thinks. Joanna realizes now that her pussy has been exposed to them for atleast a few minutes. She has a mental picture in her head of the view of her neatly trimmed v, the folds of her pussy probably glistening from all the touching and is embarrassed yet again but more heat washes over her."calm down before you soak these paper panties! Jeez, I'm a nut." She thinks trying shake away the naughty thoughts of the eyes on her most intimate body parts but it's hard and the idea definitely excites her a little. "Ok, time to take the mold off Joanna. Ready?" Brent asks and Joanna nods yes. They slowly pull at the edges. All 5 are crowded around helping. Joanna can't help but stifle a giggle at their eager faces. "Atleast they seem to be enjoying the view. Maybe I should just enjoy this. Can I? Yesterday was fun with Fred wasn't it?" she muses. She decides at that moment to see if she can enjoy this and have fun. The plaster cast comes off with a small pop and her C-cups fell free again and she fights the urge to cover up. " Oh good my nipples stayed hard" she say trying sounds serious. Their eyes all go wide but they continue with their work. Every fiber her body is telling her to cover up but the thrill is over riding that. Joanna walks slowly over to a table and grabs a towel and slowly, seductively wipes her breasts and stomach while she slowly rotates away with her back to them. The work has stopped and all eyes are on her, including all the other males in the room. Joanna feels her body respond to having atleast some control over the situation and is getting turned on. An idea like yesterday's hits her so hard she actually gasps from the sexual energy that rockets through her and makes her pussy tingle. "Do it!" Her mind urges. "Well these are useless and ruined" she says to no one in particular looking down at her panties that actually have plaster spattered on them. Joanna places her hands on the sides of the panties, takes a deep breath and as slowly as she can muster bends at the waist, legs straight, ass high and peels them down to her knees. She knows her slit is framed perfectly by her ass, her lips moist and slightly parted. She pauses, then stands, steps out of the panties wide, cocks her hip and turns her upper body pretending to be looking down at the back of her leg knowing they have a prefect view of one plump breast, her ass, long legs and the mound between them. Her heart is thudding, her nipples and pussy tingling. She turns and struts over to her robe and picks it up. Her crew is staring at her mouths open in disbelief. She throws the robe over her shoulders but doesn't close it, leaving the front of her body on display. "We all done here?" She asks Brent in sultry voice and takes a step towards the dressing room. He looks up slowly. "Huh? Uh, yeah, uh we'd better get you out of here like that anyway. Guys finish that mold ok." He says ushering her to the dressing room. " oh why cause I'm a professors wife?" She smiles and asks him. " Oh, no we just don't usually have nude models out front is all. I'll see ya later" He says as he holds the curtain aside for her briefly and turns away. "What....?" She thinks as she stops behind the curtain, turns back to ask him but is interrupted by Stacys voice "Whoa, sweety, don't go out there like that. Your way late too. What have you been doing? Never mind... body painting is in the back room." Joanna is confused and asks " body painting? I'm not getting my body painted I'm here to get my upper body molded!" Stacy shakes her head " Ohhhh. That makes more sense. Wow that could have been embarrassing! Joanna? Right. Go back and put your pants back on silly and there are nipple covers where those disposable panties I told you about are. You don't need to be that exposed to get a body prop mold. Got it? Ok, gotta go." Stacys explains and runs off. Joanna stands there in utter disbelief. She's mortified, embarrassed and feels stupid. She looks around and realizes that not a single girl is exiting to the front of the room. " I'm an idiot! I was nude. For no reason!" She thinks angrily at first but can't help but start to laugh. " I'm a complete dumbass, how stupid could I be" she thinks while trying to control the rising giggles in her throat. "I was nude, then shit, I started actually teasing them. Johns gonna pee his pants when he hears this." She thinks while getting dressed. "Stupid or not that was hot and I need to get home" she thinks. She finishes and exits the dressing room. As she walks up to Brent a single clap sounds in the corner of the room and before she reaches him the entire room is on its feet and applauding her. She turns bright red...again. " Hey! Don't act shy now. Everyones been talking and thinks you were really brave and that your dedication to raising money for the children's charity is awesome. Hey, do you wanna come by Thursday to see the finished products. It might help with the tweaks too?" That actually makes Joanna feel alittle better. Brave is better than stupid she thinks. " hehe! Thanks. Yeah Thursday works. I'll see ya then" she says hastily and heads to the door.