Avenue Montaigne pulses. High heels click sharp on the sidewalk. I stride tall. Matte skin glows. Jet-black hair sways. Massive black eyes lock targets. Vette hugs my plunging cleavage. Couture stockings. Pointy stilettos. Gucci shades hide smoky gaze. Vermilion lips smirk. Ultra Brite smile flashes. Fresh Maniatis blowout. Hips sway hypnotic. Flirty glances everywhere. 138. Here. Deep breath. I enter Wonderful Models’ luxe lair.
Hostess smiles. I wait in Louis XVI salon. Legs cross perfect. Vogue flips lazy. Top model born. They won’t reject me. No way. Room dazzles. Warm beige walls. Veranda to paved courtyard. Ferns, ivy, catnip sculpture. Crystal chandelier sparkles. Acajou parquet creaks classy. Milanese glass table. Hype perfection.
The Mutation
Door swings. Jeff Wonder approaches. Fifties, rich, paunchy. Calls him ‘Monsieur Jeff.’ Good sign. Big shot. I rise, ass undulating. Firm handshake turns caress. ‘Jean-François Wonder, founder.’ Director himself. Game on. ‘Call me Vanilla… like the spice!’ I purr, ampoule laugh.
He leads. Mazes of stairs, corridors. Studio tours. Photo lab. Creative team. His office. ‘Make yourself comfy.’ He vanishes. I prowl. Mirror check. Jacket button pops. Cleavage teases. Skirt hikes. String slips down thighs. Hesitate. Back up. Snug between cheeks. Lounge on pricey couch. Waiting… voluptuous.
The Exploit
Jeff returns with Mike Hypeman. Greasy artist slob. Flaccid handshake lingers. Mine eternizes. Sex and virgin mix. Irresistible. Interview starts. Legs part subtle. Tease view. Dreams of fame, travel, posing. Book handed. Nudes praised. But he pities self-funded books. Bullshit. I invested smart. Passion fueled. Cost peanuts, wink.
Signal sent. Pussy wets. Victory nears. Test shots. Natural. Sexy. Lingerie next. Dressing room. Strip eager. Reemerge in silk robe. They debate. Too loose? Wide hips? Mike drools over tits. Robe drops slow. One breast. Then both. Firm belly. Trimmed bush. Gazelle legs. Advance on Jeff. Lips claim his. Kneel. Unzip. Suck flaccy cock hard. Mike watches. Hypocrites. Alternate blows. Both rigid now.