Elise, Employee Of The Year, Chapter 2 free porn video

Life with Elise is always unpredictable, and tonight was no different. First, her bikini top broke while playing in the pool, then she somehow lost the bottoms while teasing the guys in the hot tub. Now she was only left with a small towel to cover herself as we left the pool to head back to our rooms.

"Hey Elise," Shawn said with a big grin and pointing to a sign. "No breaking the rules."

There was a sign by the door that read: "Do not remove towels from the pool area."

Elise looked at me and shrugged. "Rules are rules," she said, a little too cheerfully for my liking.

Before I had a chance to respond, Elise dropped her towel and sprinted naked down the hall.

"You better go catch her," Emily laughed.

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It had been over half an hour since Elise streaked down the hall and I had spent that entire time wandering around the resort looking for her, unfortunately with absolutely no luck.

First, I ran to our room, assuming that's where she'd be going, but she wasn't there when I arrived. She didn't seem to be anywhere along the way either.

We all decided to split up to search for her. Shawn, Matt and Emily went one way. Brad and Joe went another and I retraced my steps back to the pool to see if she returned there. I had hoped that splitting up would increase the odds of finding her, but so far, it's been fruitless. In fact, I haven't seen anyone for a while now. It's like everyone vanished.

I pulled out my phone and looked at the screen, we agreed that we'd all text or call each other as soon as someone had some news.

"Damn it," I muttered. My phone showed no cell connection.

I rebooted it hoping that would fix the issue. Sure enough, once it started back up a bunch of texts came pouring in. According to what I was reading, Elise was back in our room, safe and sound, with our friends.

As I made my way back to the room I was angry with myself for not checking my phone earlier and wondered how long I had wasted looking around, but I was mostly just relieved she was okay.

I got to our room and let myself in. Sure enough, Elise was there with a few of our friends sitting around and watching TV.

Shawn was stretched out on the couch, balancing a beer on his belly, while Joe was relaxing on the floor. Brad was sitting in the large chair with Elise curled up on his lap.

Although I didn't like where she was sitting, I was somewhat happy to see Elise at least had some clothes on. Well just barely. She was wearing a short, pink, silky, kimono style robe that I hadn't seen before. Of course, she hadn't bothered to tie up the belt, so the robe was hanging loose, just barely covering her.

"Kevin!" Elise exclaimed as I joined them.

She hopped off Brad's lap, her robe flying open, and bounded over to me as I entered the room.

"What took you so long? I was starting to get worried about you," Elise asked as she squeezed me in a bear hug.

"Phone crapped out," I sighed. "I didn't get your texts until now."

"We really need to get you a new one, but at least you're here now," she said as she let me go.

"Is this new?" I asked as I closed her robe and tied the belt. It felt like closing the barn doors after the horses had already escaped, but it was something.

"Yep," she said with a wide grin. "Do you like it? It's from our new spring collection. I wanted to give you a sexy surprise."

The company she worked for sold clothing lines to various retail stores, mostly swim and workout wear but according to Elise they've been moving into lingerie as well.

Elise stepped back from me and did a twirl so I could see her from all sides. She looked really good.

"You look amazing," I said admiring her in the cute robe. It's impossible to get tired of looking at my girl.

"Thanks," Elise smiled, adjusting the belt and smoothing down the front. "I had it tied up, but the guys said it would be way sexier open. So I left it like that for you."

I can always count on the guys for giving Elise advice to show skin.

Elise leaned in and whispered in my ear. "I think it made them really jealous knowing I was dressing up all sexy just for you."

"Well you look great," I said. "But I think would have preferred see you not on Brad's lap."

"I'm sorry baby," she said lightly touching my chest. "It probably looked worse than it really was. But there was nowhere else to sit and there was hardly any touching. You know you don't need to worry about other guys, you're the only one for me. I know I sometimes tease a little too much, but I only have sex with you."

Her words would be more reassuring if she didn't have such an oddly specific definition of sex.

Ever since I've know her she's always insisted handjobs or blowjobs don't count as sex. I disagree but I understood her point of view. If a girl jerked me off I wouldn't claim I had sex with her. Elise also determined that anal didn't count as sex either since "sex is for making babies and you can't make babies that way." I most definitely disagreed with anal not counting as sex, but there was no convincing her. As far as Elise was concerned, sex was only penis in vagina.

Her definition seemed to get even more specific lately. We were having a debate about one of her friends that was sleeping around. Elise insisted it was okay and the friend wasn't actually having sex since she always insisted on a condom. The idea being since there technically wasn't skin to skin contact it wasn't sex.

"What if the condom broke?" I asked. "Or slipped off?"

"Maybe," she said. "But that would be more of an accident and accidents shouldn't count as sex. You can't have accidental sex."

"So, if you're fooling around with a guy, and he 'accidentally' slips inside you it's not sex?" I asked.

"Not really," she replied. "You have to mean to have sex. Let's say a guy and girl are naked together in the tub. Like we do sometimes. And let's say the girl climbs on top of the guy to tease him and he goes up inside her. That's an accident until they both decide they want the penis to stay where it is. Then it can become sex after enough time has passed."

"Enough time?"

"Yeah, maybe, I don't know... five, ten minutes?" Elise pondered. "That's probably long enough for the couple to decide if it's an accident and if they want to keep doing it. It wouldn't really be sex before that. It would still be an accident."

"That doesn't make any sense," I replied. I had a hard time believing you could accidentally fuck someone for ten minutes.

"The guy might be embarrassed that he accidentally went inside me," she explained. "So I wouldn't want to make him feel bad. We'd probably just stay like that for a little while then stop when it was no longer awkward and before it became sex."

"So, what if he cums before ten minutes is up? Isn't cumming inside you sex?" I asked trying to show her how ridiculous her argument was.

"It's a bit of a grey area," Elise admitted. "I know some guys can't last as long as you. It might depend on intent or how much he squirted."

"What!?"

"One little squirt might not be sex, that could still be an accident and he could still have time to pull out and cum on my tummy or bum. Maybe even up to three or four big squirts. After that it might be sex if he still stays inside. But it depends. Maybe he meant to pull out but couldn't. I know when you're in the middle of cumming it might be difficult for you to stop and pull out. Accidents happen. Of course, if we both want him to cum it me would be sex even if it was only a couple minutes or just a little squirt."

So, you can see that Elise insisting that I was the only guy she has sex with, didn't really put my mind to ease. In any case I still trusted her. We were the love of each other's lives.

"Well, the robe is beautiful," I said. "It's a nice surprise."

"That's not the whole surprise," she smiled. "There's more. But you'll find out later. Right now I want to get you alone. Being practically naked all night has gotten me really horny."

Brad got up from the chair. "I guess that's our cue to leave," he said. "Come on guys, let's give the love birds some privacy."

The guys gave excessively long goodbye hugs to Elise then headed back to their rooms. Finally, I had some alone time with my girlfriend.

Elise took me by the hand and led me to the bedroom.

"So, who found you and let you in?" I asked.

"I'll tell you later," she replied. "Can we fuck first?"

I'm not going to say no to that.

Elise slipped off her robe and set it neatly down on the dresser.

"My god I'm horny," she grinned. "I'm already soaking wet. You don't even need to lick me first."

My girlfriend moved to the middle of our king-sized bed, lay down on her back and stuffed a couple pillows under her ass, raising her pussy up for me.

I stripped out of my clothes as quickly as I could to catch up to her.

"Hurry up Kevin," she demanded. Elise spread her legs and pulled her knees up, presenting her perfectly smooth pussy and ass to me.

I kneeled between her legs and aimed my spear at her raised, glistening slit. Elise groaned as I slowly pushed into her. It only took a couple strokes before I was fully buried in her pussy.

"My god I needed a dick so bad," she grunted as I started pumping into her. "You're the best, no one else even comes close."

Elise sure knows how to stroke my ego.

I gripped Elise by her ankles and held her legs apart.

"That's it baby," she purred. "Pound my little pussy."

I looked down at my angel. Elise squirmed and grunted as I kept up the relentless assault on her pussy. Her breasts, shimmering with sweat, bounced with every thrust. She closed her eyes and her mouth hung open as she panted in ecstasy.

"Keep going Kevin," she begged, clawing at the bedsheets. "I'm cumming and it's a really big one."

I was really close to cumming myself, but I grit my teeth and hung on as long as possible.

Elise seemed to hold her breath for a moment and scrunched up her face as it turned red, her hands balled into little fists.

She let it all out with a scream that could wake the dead. I sure hoped the walls were soundproof. Even worse, I couldn't remember if we even closed the adjoining door between our's and Brad's room.

I slowed down my pace to try and savor her pussy. I was almost ready to cum, but I wanted to be inside her just a little longer. She was so tight and warm and wet, I didn't want it to end.

"My god Kevin," she whimpered. "I don't know how it's possible, but you keep getting better."

"It's my turn," I said. "I'm cumming now."

Elise put her hands on my ass and pulled me deeper into her.

"Fill my pussy up with your cum, baby," she begged. "I want all of it."

She held me tight, keeping me buried as my balls emptied deep inside her.

Elise held me in place, long after I was done cumming. She only let go once I had gone soft enough to slip out.

I lay down beside her and she cuddled up close to me, kissing me gently as she basked in her afterglow.

How she got back to the room was still on my mind, I'm glad she was safe, but I wanted to make sure nothing bad had happened while she was out there.

"So how did you get back to the room?" I asked after we both were done resting. "You obviously didn't have a key."

Elise laughed. "Yeah, I didn't think things through very well. Anyway, Brad and Joe found me hiding in a stairwell. Then we got in here through the common door that we left open."

"Ah. Okay. Well I'm glad you're safe," I said. "So, you guys just watched TV until I got here?"

"Basically," Elise said. "We didn't know where you were so the guys kept me company until you showed up. I was a little worried since we were waiting a long time."

"Sorry about my phone," I said.

"It's okay," she replied. "I'm glad they stayed with me. It worked out well. I told the guys I wanted to do something sexy for you and they helped me figure it out."

"How so?"

"By giving them a little impromptu fashion show of some of the new lingerie that our company is going to be selling. I tried on a few things but we finally decided to keep it simple. Naked except for the robe."

"It was a good choice," I said.

"It wasn't the sexiest one I tried on," Elise giggled. "But I was really horny and wanted something with super quick access for you."

No complaints from me on that.

"How did you end up on Brad's lap?" I asked.

"Oh that," Elise said. "Shawn was laying down and took up the whole couch and Brad took the chair. I didn't know where to sit so I just mentally flipped a coin and decided on Brad. Sorry if it looked bad. We were just fooling around a little bit, nothing to be worried about. Nothing worse than what happened in the hottub. Would it have been better if I sat with Shawn?"

"I don't think Shawn would have been better," I admitted. Shawn has a much longer history of trying to get into Elise's pants, maybe sitting with Brad was the best of the options. "And what do you mean by fooling around a little bit."

"Just some light touching," Elise admitted. "He ran his hands up and down my legs. He said he was trying to get back at me for the teasing I did to him in the hot tub."

"Just your legs?" I asked. I was suspicious there was more. There always seems to be more.

Elise giggled. "You're so funny when you pretend to be jealous."

Yeah. Pretend.

"There was a little more," she admitted. "He was massaging my aching thighs and it felt really good, so good that I didn't notice when he opened up my robe. I wasn't sure at first but he said you would like it better that way and Shawn and Joe agreed so I decided to leave it open for you."

"Yeah... Okay. Then..." I prodded.

"Don't get mad," she said.

Those were Elise's magic words for something coming that I wouldn't like.

"I was already pretty turned on by then and I kinda let him put his fingers on my special little button," she said with a guilty look.

I had to laugh. Elise's belly button is the only place on her body that she's ticklish. That must have driven her insane for him to be touching her there.

"You're okay with that?" she asked cautiously. "I was worried it went a little too far."

"Yeah, it's fine," I laughed. "That must have driven you crazy."

Elise looked relieved and gave me a big kiss.

"It was pretty embarrassing to have Shawn and Joe watch Brad get me get all worked up. He positioned me and moved my legs so the guys could see everything he was doing. It was crazy, but it was also kind of fun and naughty having an audience," she admitted. "I got comfortable, leaned back and just let it happen. It was amazing, a different technique than the way you do it, but still really, really good. I'm so glad you're not mad. It was all in fun."

"Nah, it's okay," I said. I didn't know there were different ways of tickling her belly button. You learn something new every day. "I'd prefer it if guys kept their hands to themselves, but it seems pretty innocent. I'm glad you had fun."

"I was briefly considering returning the favor before you arrived," Elise said. "But I wanted to clear it with you first."

"Why not?" I shrugged, why would I care if she wants to tickle him. "It up to you. He probably deserves it."

Elise bit her lower lip. "Okay. Well, he most definitely deserves it after how well he did. I have no plans to do it right now... but maybe I can surprise him later."

"Good idea. So, what happened to Emily and Matt? They weren't here when I came in." I asked, changing the subject.

"Oh," Elise said. "I think they went back to their room to fuck. We told them they didn't need to wait for you to show up, so they took off. Which reminds me, are you doing anything with Emily tomorrow?"

"I think we were going to go on a hike while you guys are at your Sales Kickoff meeting," I said. "I was looking forward to catching up with Emily."

"I bet you were," Elise said with a smirk.

"What does that mean?" I asked.

"I know you two haven't been able to fool around much since we moved in together," Elise smiled.

"I don't fool around with Emily," I protested.

"Yes you do," Elise said sternly. "Don't try and change your story now. You told me you two would 'Netflix and chill' while I was at the gym."

"No," I corrected her. "I said we would sometimes relax and watch a movie together."

Elise dismissed my argument. "Anyway, I know what you meant even if you got the phrase wrong. Don't worry, I'm not mad at you. She's irresistible. Emily and I used to have a lot of naked time together and I miss it too."

I can't believe Elise thought I was fooling around with Emily. I wonder if that meant she felt free to fool around with other guys. It's not something I really wanted to think about right now. In fact, the only thing I could think about now was Elise and Emily naked together.

"Forget it," I sighed. "Why do you want to know what Emily and I had planned?"

"I wanted to see if you can come to the kickoff meeting for a bit. That's where the other surprise I was telling you about earlier is going to be," she explained.

"Yeah sure," I said. "I assumed I wasn't invited. But I guess I can come."

Elise smiled. "Awesome. It's just for the first little while, then you can go 'hiking' with Emily."

She made a show of using air quotes when she said 'hiking' like it was some sort of euphemism for sex. I hung my head, there was no point in arguing.

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I felt Elise climb quietly slip back into bed and cuddle her warm nude body up beside me. A quick glance at the clock showed 2:30am.

"Are you okay?" I asked, half asleep.

"Yeah," Elise giggled quietly. "I got up to pee and heard Brad awake in his room. So I snuck over there and returned the favor. Just like we talked about."

Midnight tickle run? Sometimes I wondered about Elise. But I guess it was harmless enough.

"Paid him back good, huh?" I mumbled. "Was he surprised?"

"Yep," Elise replied, still giggling. "I still can't believe you wanted me to do it. He was sitting on the couch and didn't see me come in at first. Before he had a chance to say anything I dropped to my knees and gave it to him until he was completely drained. I think he's still in a daze."

"Good," I yawned. "You can tell me more about it some other time. I need to sleep."

I turned to kiss her goodnight, but she blocked my kiss with her hand.

"Sorry," she said. "I haven't had a chance to brush my teeth yet. Best to not kiss me on the lips right now."

As if I care about morning breath. I kissed her on the forehead and rolled over to go back to sleep.

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I woke up to the alarm clock radio quietly playing ez-rock from the local music station.

"I'll have to get moving so I'm ready before everyone gets here," I mumbled to myself.

Elise takes longer to get ready than I do, so I wanted to make sure she up and showered and doing whatever else she needed to do.

"Elise?" I called out.

When there was no reply I got up and looked around. She wasn't in the bathroom or main living area, but I found a note on the table along with a muffin, a Danish and some fruit she got for me.

"Hey Baby," the note read. "Change of plans. I had to leave early to get ready for the meeting so we're all just meeting down there at 9. I'll see you there. Love, Elise."

I chomped down on an apple and headed to the shower.

The whole time I was getting ready I wondered what the surprise could be. In any case, I'd find out soon enough at the meeting.

There was a decent number of people milling around the conference room when I got there. Brad, Joe, Shawn, Matt came up to greet me.

"Glad you could make it," Brad said. "Elise is really excited about this morning and really glad you're here."

"Sorry if she kept you up late last night," I said to Brad.

Brad looked uneasy. "It was all her idea," he stammered.

"I know," I sighed. "Once she gets an idea in her head she's not going to rest until it's done. As long as you're okay with it, I'm okay with it."

"Wow," Brad said. "It's awesome that you're so cool about it."

"No worries. So what's the big surprise?" I asked. "Elise hasn't told me anything."

"Sorry my friend," Shawn piped up. "We're all sworn to secrecy. I don't even know all the details, but I'm sure you're going to love it. Elise seems really psyched up."

"No Emily?" I asked.

"She's still sleeping," Matt grinned. "I think we wore her out last night. Just give her a call before you pick her up. She should be up and ready by then."

An announcement that the meeting was starting was made and we all made our way into the meeting room. Everyone had assigned seats, well except for me of course, so I stood off to the side of the stage and out of the way. I think technically since I wasn't an employee I wasn't supposed to be there, but seeing as I was with Elise and she invited me no one complained.

As the lights dimmed I saw Elise slip in through a side door wearing a dressing gown and quickly slipped behind a privacy screen at the edge of the stage. From where I was standing, it didn't hide anything from me, but she was safely hidden from the view of the gathered audience.

Elise saw me, gave me a big smile and blew me a kiss. She looked extremely nervous and excited.

The lights on the stage brightened and a man I recognized as the President of the company, Mr. Wight, stepped up to the podium.

He gave a short welcome to everyone and mentioned he had a special announcement to make.

"As you know," he said. "Every quarter we publish a catalog of our clothing lines. This upcoming issue is special."

A very large poster, covered with a cloth, was brought out on stage and set on a stand.

"Not only is it the first one to feature our new lingerie line, it's also the first time we've ever had an employee grace the cover. I present to you, our spring catalog featuring our very own Elise."

Mr. Wight pulled back the sheet to show off a giant reproduction of the cover with Elise front and center wearing a green string bikini. They crowd went crazy with applause and people cheering for Elise.

She looked absolutely gorgeous in the photo as she leaned back against a tree with lake in the background. I wondered when and where they took the picture.

I didn't notice at first that Elise had moved up beside Mr. Wight, but there she was on stage waving to everyone. She was wearing the same green bikini that was in the photo.

Mr. Wight put his arm around Elise and spoke again. "I'm also proud to announce that not only is she the top Salesman this year, she's also going to start taking on the additional role as our official Spokesmodel."

I was super proud of Elise, she's wanted to get into modelling or acting for years but never had a break. It looked like she was finally getting her big chance.

"Before we get to the boring parts of the meeting," Mr. Wight said. "Elise is going to model a selection from the new lines for us."

Elise moved off to the side of the stage, but instead of hiding behind the screen she ran up to me first.

"I'm so proud of you baby," I said to her as she hugged me.

"Thank you, Kevin," she said. Elise looked so excited I thought she was going to burst. "Can you stay and watch my fashion show?"

"Wouldn't miss it for the world," I said.

Elise quickly dashed behind the screen and pulled off her bikini. I'm glad no one else was standing where I was, since I got a clear view of her naked while she changed.

She grabbed some workout wear, which was basically a sports bra and leggings, and quickly slipped them on. Although not as revealing, it looked just as sexy as the bikini. The outfit hugged every curve of Elise's perfect body.

Elise strutted back to the stage to show the outfit off, it looked like she had been practicing her moves as she looked just like a real fitness model. She left the stage and made her way up and down the aisles so everyone could get a close look at her.

Some other guy I didn't know was giving details about the outfit, the materials, suggested cost, etc. Most of it didn't mean anything to me but I guess it did to the audience.

Elise discreetly grabbed my butt as she walked by me on her way back to the stage then slipped behind the screen to pick out another outfit. I was amazed at how quickly she could change. It seemed she was barely behind the screen before she popped out again wearing something different. Things went smoothly for the first bunch of outfits, but unfortunately she seemed to hit a snag with one of the bathing suits she was supposed to show off.

Something wasn't right, and she was getting flustered. Elise had already undressed and was standing there naked while fiddling with the bikini top of the suit. She also didn't seem to be paying attention to staying behind the screen as I think the guys on the furthest edge were starting to get a good peek at her while she changed.

It looked like Elise was determined not to give up on modeling the suit. She stuck her head out and motioned for Mr. Wight to come over.

The announcer stalled while Mr. Wight came over to help my girlfriend.

I thought maybe she'd put her robe back on, but nope. She remained completely naked as she practically pulled him behind the screen with her.

As far as I could tell she was complaining about the top. She pointed at the suit then held her breasts up for Mr. Wight. He nodded and reached into a box and pulled out a few different tops. Elise examined and shook her head at each one.

Clearly frustrated, Elise grabbed a hold of his hands and placed them on her breasts. She seemed to be explaining something, but I didn't understand why her boss need to hold her boobs to understand.

Mr. Wight nodded and said something that she found funny. Elise giggled and playfully slapped her boss on his shoulder then put her hands on her hips in mock anger. You could tell from her face she wasn't angry at all over the fact that he wasn't just touching her breasts anymore, but was actually massaging them now.

I wanted to rush up there and ask them if that was really necessary, but the last thing I wanted to do was create a scene on Elise's big day.

Finally, Mr. Wight stopped fondling Elise and opened a small box that was off to the side. He pulled out two different tops which Elise examined before choosing one.

Before the boss left, he said something else to Elise that caused her to laugh. She turned around, arched her back and slowly bent all the way over until her hands were touching the floor. She stayed in that position as she wiggled her butt for him. From his vantage point, and her wide stance, I was sure he was getting a good look at her pussy.

Mr. Wight gave her a little swat on her ass which caused Elise to quickly stand up with a yelp and laugh. It seemed like Mr. Wight was finally done with his fun and left her alone to put on the suit.

Elise emerged a moment later and did her full tour of the room before heading back to the privacy screen.

"One more outfit then we're going to have a break before getting to the rest of the meeting," the announcer said to the room.

I could hear the disappointment from the guys in the room, they were rather enjoying watching Elise model the sexy outfits.

More or less safely behind the screen, Elise quickly stripped off her bikini and slipped on a sexy white babydoll nightie. I was floored over how hot she looked and worried that it might be a little too revealing for a business meeting, but I guess it was okay since all the outfits would have been pre-approved by the bosses.

It looked like she was digging through the boxes looking for the panties that should have gone with the set, but eventually gave up and went without as the announcer called on her to come out. She didn't want to keep the audience waiting.

As was expected, the guys loved it the moment she emerged. They loved it even more as she got to the center of the stage. In the relative dimness behind the screen I never realized just how sheer the nightie really was, but once she was in front of everyone the bright lights turned it practically transparent.

Even from off to the side where I was standing I could easily see the outline of her breasts, her pink nipples, the gap between her thighs and the obvious fact that she wasn't wearing any panties. I winced, hoping she was going to be okay. I could only imagine the view people up close were getting.

Elise walked up and down the aisles, extra slowly this time, stopping to talk to all the guys and thanking them for all the complements she was receiving. A few times she bent over to talk to some of the guys sitting down in the middle of the rows and ended up flashing whoever was behind her when the tiny outfit rose up. She looked so happy and proud I hoped she wouldn't be upset when she found out just how much of her body she was really showing.

She finally finished her rounds and went back to center stage to stand behind a podium with Mr. Wight. I couldn't tell for sure, but it looked like his hand was resting on her bare ass as he talked.

"Let's give a big round of applause for Elise," he said to loud clapping and whistles from the audience. Elise gave a deep bow for the guys while her boss stepped back to enjoy the view. A quick wave to the guys then she headed off to put her regular clothes back on.

I slipped out of the room and was in the lobby when Elise ran up to me. She was dressed in a short white skirt and pink t-shirt. She looked like her normal sexy casual self.

"We're having a break before we start the boring stuff. That gives us a few minutes to talk." Elise could barely contain her excitement as she dragged me to a small seating area in the lobby.

"So, what did you think?" she asked quickly.

"You were great," I replied. That wasn't a lie. I really thought she was great, I just wished she didn't show so much skin.

"Thanks," she smiled. "I was really worried about the second swimsuit, but Mr. Wight found a replacement one for me."

"Yeah," I asked. "Umm, what was with the hands on the boobs?"

"You saw that?" Elise said with a smile. "It was all innocent. Honest. The first tops they gave me weren't going to work, they weren't anywhere close to my size and there was no way they'd hold my boobs in. I tried to explain it to Mr. Wight, but I don't think he understood. Of course, none of the other samples were labeled so I couldn't just tell him to get me a C or D, so I gave him a quick lesson on boobs. A lot of men really don't know how cup sizing works so I had him hold my breasts so he'd get a better idea on what size top I needed."

I suppose that made sense in an Elise sort of way.

"And bending over for him?" I asked.

Elise laughed. "Oh, that. He made a joke about whether or not he needed to size my bum too. I'm sorry if I took it too far, we were just k**ding around. Bums aren't even really nudity, right? I don't think he saw anything anyway. I was trying to be careful."

"It's all good," I sighed. I was pretty sure he would have been able to see her pussy and asshole, but I guess I couldn't say for sure. "It just looked bad."

"The last thing I want to do is make you feel bad," Elise frowned and held my hand. "I'll be more careful in the future."

She said it so sincerely it was hard to be mad at her.

"So, did you like the babydoll?" she asked as her face changed to a big grin. "Mr. Wight says I can keep it. I thought you might like me wearing it to bed for you some time."

"It's really hot but it's, uh, maybe a little too revealing for a fashion show," I replied.

Elise looked concerned. "Oh. I didn't think it was that bad. Everyone seemed to love it. I thought you'd like seeing me like that. That's why I picked it out for you"

Honestly, I loved seeing her like that, I just wished there wasn't a room full of guys enjoying her at the same time.

"Well, thank you. You looked great," I said. "I'd love for you to wear it to bed." I wasn't going to ruin her moment by complaining any further about the lingerie.

Elise looked relieved that I wasn't too upset about the see-through lingerie.

"So why didn't you tell me about the modelling? This is huge news. How long has this been going on," I asked her.

"The cover photo was just decided this week," she said. "It was torture hiding it from you, but I wanted to give you a big surprise."

"How did this all happen?"

"Well," Elise started to explain. "You know I've always wanted to be an actress or model, or something important like that. But I just never seem to get a break. I can't count the number of private castings I've been through with no luck."

I felt bad for Elise, she's been doing community theater for ages and tried out for lots of roles but always seemed to come up short.

"Anyway," she continued. "I overheard the guys from Marketing talking about the upcoming catalog and decided to go for it. You've always told me to chase my dreams, so I asked them if I could try being a model. They were a little skeptical, since they always use an agency, but agreed to give me a shot. So, after that, I practiced a ton over lunches, finally did the screen test and the rest is history."

"Wow, that's amazing," I said.

"Yeah," she smiled. "It was a lot of hard work. But it was worth it. There's a lot of things I didn't know about that we worked on."

"Like what?"

"Okay, they might sound a little weird to you, but trust me. It's all legit," she said. "First, since I will be modeling a bunch of different suits and underwear it's important that I don't have any tan lines."

"Makes sense," I shrugged.

"Yeah," she smiled. "So I've been sunbathing naked in our backyard quite a bit lately."

This concerned me, even though we have fences our yard isn't the most private. Most of the houses around us are two stories and would have a pretty good view looking down.

"The next-door neighbor sure doesn't seem to mind," she added with a laugh. "He waves to me all the time."

Sigh. Sounds like the next neighborhood BBQ should be interesting.

"What else have you learned?"

"I hope it doesn't bother you, and I don't think it will, but most of it revolves around nudity," she explained. "When you're doing a shoot, time is money. There's the photographers, their assistants, makeup, hair stylists, studio time. It's all expensive. There's not really time to be running back and forth to the change room for every outfit so sometimes you need to quickly change in front of everyone."

"Yeah," I said. "I guess I can understand that."

"I'm glad that doesn't bother you," she said as she squeezed my hand. "It's just part of the job. And I know you really don't mind and even kinda like other guys seeing me naked anyway."

I mean I'm proud of her and don't mind showing her off a little, but I wouldn't say I like other guys seeing her naked.

"You said something about practicing?" I remembered.

"Oh yeah," Elise said. "Over lunches I'd go to Mr. Wight's office or maybe the Sales or Marketing VP's offices and do a mock photoshoot. I was really nervous and clumsy at first, so I know my screentest would have gone horribly if we didn't practice a lot. To help me out, I'd try on different outfits in front of them and they'd take pictures with their cell phones. It's not quite the same as the actual shoot, but it got me used to cameras and undressing in front of others without being shy."

"You stripped for them?" I asked, shocked.

"It's not like stripping at all," Elise protested. "It was a pretend photoshoot and before you blame anyone it was all my idea."

"But you still undressed in front of them," I countered.

"That's part of the job," she explained. "They were unsure about the private practice sessions at first, but I talked them into it. I mean, I'm not the top Salesperson for nothing. And don't worry, it was completely professional. We'd play some music to help me relax and once I got into the mood I'd dance around and pose for them. It was super fun. They didn't even care that I was naked half the time. All they cared about was me getting comfortable as a model."

I don't know, that sounded a lot like stripping to me. There's no way this would fly at my company.

"Don't you have an HR Director or something? I'm not sure this sounds right," I said.

Elise smiled, "I know you're just looking out for me, but don't worry. He updated my job description to include 'incidental nudity' so it's okay. They're doing everything by the book."

Umm, I guess it was okay then?

"So you see," she said proudly. "No problems. Plus, it gave them a good opportunity to make sure I didn't have tan lines anywhere. That could have been a big issue on photo day."

I was going to have a long talk with Elise about this later. We really didn't have time now and I didn't want to spoil her mood after the big announcement.

"I guess all the practicing for the photoshoot paid off. You're on the cover," I said.

Elise beamed. "It was amazing. I wish you could have been there. They treated me so well I felt like a princess. Another thing you might not know is that you must be really careful with clothing marks. For example, my tight jeans leave a big line around my waist. That's bad for the photos. So you end up staying naked when not in front of the camera."

"Don't they at least give you a robe you can wear?" I asked.

"Of course. But I was super paranoid about lines, so I refused to wear it and had one of the cute guys from Marketing hold it for me most of the time. He was really nice about it," Elise continued.

"I bet," I sighed.

Elise giggled, "I think he liked my boobs. He kept staring at them. It's a good thing you like showing me off and don't get jealous. It really helped me relax knowing you'd be okay with me doing this and being naked in front of so many people."

Ugg.

"The best part is the photographer said I was a natural and he'd love to work with me again!"

"Well, I'm proud of you," I said, trying my best to not be a jealous boyfriend. "Modeling is something you wanted to do for a long time."

"Thank you for supporting me baby," she said as she leaned over and hugged me. "Who knows, this might be the start of something big."

One of her co-workers called out that the meeting was going to start again.

"I need to get back to my meeting. I'll see you at lunch time."

Elise skipped back to the conference room and I made my way down the hallway to see if Emily was awake and still wanted to go out. I was really happy for Elise, but needed to take my mind off her getting practically naked for everyone this morning.