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.