She goes downstairs

Ashly gave it some thought and finally decided that even if she didn't become a model, it was nice having a man interested in her and wanting to take pictures.

"Alright, I'll go with you. But I want it clear that nothing else is going to happen. We both had some fun and that's it."

Jack nodded, playing along. He was still planning to get her hot body into his bed, but he could wait. He had already seen the girl horny enough to masturbate in the middle of the day when anyone could walk in. Someone like that couldn't hold off too long. Maybe it was frustration of her boyfriend going to jail, maybe she was just tired of being the good girl, or maybe she was never a good girl at all and had just been waiting for the chance to let her wild side show?

Ashly grabbed her shirt, bra, and panties as she got up to follow Jack. He had already seen pretty much everything, so she didn't bother with putting them back on yet. Jack led her down into the basement. The lowest floor was just as big as the other floors, leaving Jack a lot of room for his stuff. He had set up a small run-way area, but instead of seats surrounding it, there were mirrors. Jack explained that this was to help him get an idea of how cloths he was modeling would look from different angles.

Jack's bed was at the far end of the basement, but most of the room around the basement not used for for the run-way was filled with "Closets." They were cheaply made things made of cloth and plastic with a little zipper on the front. Most of them were packed full of cloths of various designers. Close to the bed was a small TV and a nightstand. Other than that it seemed like Jack didn't need too much personal things.

A large bathroom area had been into one corner of the basement. Jack told her that they had to build that on later and that it had cost a fortune. The area had both a shower and a bath tub, both quite large and the tub made of pure marble. The sink had a mirror over it and beside the mirror was a medicine cabinet.

Ashly looked around, a bit uncomfortable. Now that she was here, she wondered about what she was going to wear to model. She had come down naked except for her skirt and shoes. Her shirt and under garments were now laying on Jack's bed. Jack had told her to wash up at the sink while he rumaged through one of his closests.

She went to the sink and used a wash cloth to wipe away the last traces of his cum. She then found a brush and comb in the medicine cabinet and used them to straighten her hair out a bit. Once she looked more presentable, she went back to where Jack was laying cloths out of the bed for her.

One was a beautiful low cut red dress with a slit up one side. Next was a string bikini, which he promised her she could keep to use in the pool since she hadn't brought anything of her own. There were a couple other outfits, ranging from elegant, to sexy. The one that she found the most surprising was the catholic school outfit. She wasn't sure she wanted to know how he had come across a real one and not one of the cheap slutty outfits that porn stores carried. She was trying to decide when Jack threw out that she could also model naked for him if she liked.

Jack watched Ashly as her eyes roaming over the different outfits. He had laid out about ten different things for her to try. He had bought these for the purpose of keeping things his lovers could wear to different promotional functions or expensive dates, but he had run over a rough patch in that area. Other than the occasional fuck with Tiffany when she was between boyfriends, or Michelle when she wasn't acting in her own productions, he hadn't really had a steady girlfriend for a while.

It was hard for him not to stare at amazing tits or the ass peaking out from under her skirt. He almost hoped she would pick one of the outfits with a mini skirt just so he could see how sexy it would look on her perfect curves. Then again, he hoped even more for her to just strip the last of her cloths off and get up on stage naked.