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 kidding 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.