"Hmm. That was taken in the morning. So maybe. But those guys all saw my boobies while I was changing anyway, so I might not have bothered putting them on "
"Great..." I sighed. Is there anyone she works with who hasn't see her naked?
One of the guys standing near the poster piped up. "The best part that day was Elise wearing only that around the office for the rest of the day. No one could get any work done."
I shot Elise a concerned look.
She giggled, "He's exaggerating."
I decided I didn't really want to know and convinced myself that it wasn't likely a company would let a half naked woman walk around the office all day.
"It wasn't the whole day. But since you're worried. I can show you some of the pictures that didn't make the cut," Elise smiled. "I was going to sort them out and give you the best ones as a surprise but that can wait."
Elise took me aside and pulled out her cell phone.
"Let's see," Elise said as she flipped through her galleries. "Where was that shoot... Ah. Here we go."
My girlfriend handed me her phone.
"The photographer and his assistant are always taking shots, even when I'm not posing for them. You never know when you'll get an awesome 'Behind the Scenes' shot," Elise told me. "Obviously most of them we can't put in a catalog, but some of these posters came unplanned shots."
The first few shots weren't very scandalous. Elise wearing a bathrobe and the guys hanging around in their work clothes while the set was put together. However, soon enough she was naked in front of the guys choosing which bikini bottoms she should wear for the shoot.
I was surprised that the guys got naked in front of Elise too. One shot in particular had two guys already wearing their bathing suits and the other two naked and sporting erections.
"Did you guys change in front of each other? Isn't there a bathroom or something you could use?" I asked.
Elise shrugged. "That really wouldn't be convenient. There's a lot of shoots to do in a day and it just slows everything down. Besides, I texted you and you said it was okay."
Knowing Elise she probably texted me and knowing me I'm sure I told her it was okay.
"The guys were really funny about it," Elise explained. "They were fine with me changing in front of them but when they got undressed they were shy and tried to hide themselves with their hands."
"Not all guys like to show off," I replied.
"Well I insisted that they let me have a good look at their penises," Elise said. "What's fair is fair. If they're going to look, I'm going to look too."
"Oh good," I sighed.
"The guy on the left has one like yours, almost the same size, shape and hardness. I bet his girlfriend is really happy with him," Elise giggled.
Hardness?
"Of course none got as hard as you do," Elise smiled. "You win every time."
Elise took back her phone and flipped to another gallery. "So you can see nothing odd went on. Mostly just a normal photoshoot after that."
Mostly? I wondered what an abnormal shoot was like.
"I also have another surprise for you," Elise teased and handed me back her phone.
I took back her phone and looked at the first photo. Elise was sitting in a large leather chair and pretending to work at a fancy mahogany desk. From the lighting and quality you could tell that it was taken by a professional and was something you would expect to see in a magazine.
"I have better quality ones once we get home," she explained. "But here's part of my first private set I made just for you. I just got the samples from the photographer this morning. I call it the Sexy Intern."
"Looks like you've moved up to the corner office," I smiled.
Elise laughed, "I'm not quite there yet. Mr. Wight let me use his for the photoshoot."
She was wearing a dark blazer, one that she sometimes wore to see clients, but her skirt was really short. It looked like something she would normally wear to the clubs.
"Whoa," I said after swiping to see the next photo.
Elise was leaning back in the chair now, facing the camera with her legs crossed. In this photo you could see she wasn't wearing anything under the jacket. Her breasts were still covered, but just barely as it hung open.
"Do you like it?" Elise asked.
"You look amazing," I told her.
Elise smiled and kissed me. "Keep going, there's lots more," she encouraged.
I flipped through the next few. Elise was posing on and around the desk. You could catch a glimpse of her nipples but she was still mostly covered.
"Now it really starts getting good," my girlfriend teased.
The jacket slipped off her shoulders and she was now fully topless in the photos. She looked so good it could have been ripped right from Playboy. It was like having my own personal centerfold. I couldn't keep the smile off my face.
Elise beamed when she saw my smile, "I knew you'd like them!"
I have to admit, I really did like them.
Over the next couple pictures my girlfriend lost her skirt and was soon dressed in only a pair of high heels.
There was no arguing that the photos looked fantastic, but I was concerned about them being taken at the office.
"Were these taken after hours?" I asked.
"No," Elise said. "Just on a normal Tuesday I think."
"Really?" I said. "Well I hope you had some privacy."
"Don't worry," Elise reassured me. "It was all really professional. Just me, the photographer, his assistant, Mr. Wight-"
"Mr. Wight?" Now I had one more reason not to like him.
"Well it's his office," Elise explained. "I can't exactly kick him out. He was nice enough to let me use it."
"Fine," I sighed. It's not like he hasn't seen her naked anyway.
"Besides, he was busy meeting with the Sales Team Leaders so I doubt he even noticed," she added.
Ugh. "The Team Leaders were there too?"
"Yeah, Brad, Duncan, Paul... I think that was it. I wasn't really paying attention. They have their weekly sales meetings on Tuesdays."
"And they couldn't hold them anywhere else?" I said exasperated.
Elise shrugged. "Maybe the other meeting rooms were booked. Besides, it's a pretty big office. Lots of room for everyone."
I went through the next photos. Elise was still fully nude and posing on the desk, the chair and even the floor. I disliked that her co-workers may have been in the room, but damn these pictures were hot.
"Are you ready for the big finale?" she asked.
I flipped to the next picture.
Elise was sitting in the leather chair, her legs spread and hanging over the arm rests. In her right hand she was holding a pink dildo and teasing her pussy with it.
"You brought a dildo to work!?" I said shocked.
Elise looked surprised at my outburst. "I always have Kevin Jr. with me. Sometimes I miss you."
My girlfriend owned quite a few sex toys and Kevin Jr. was the name of one of her favorites. It was just a plain pink dildo but Elise claimed it was the exact same thickness and shape of my cock. I knew she was fond of it but never realized she kept it in her purse.
"So, do you like them?" she asked.
"Yeah," I smiled. "I like them."
"Good," she said and gave me a kiss. "There's one more."
"Oh shit!" I blurted.
Elise giggled. "I thought you'd say that."
In the photo she was lying back on the desk cupping her breasts with her hands, and the dildo fully inserted in her pussy.
"This one was my idea," she smiled. "I wanted to be extra naughty for you."
"Mission accomplished," I stammered.
Elise beamed. "It was a real pain to get right. I needed to keep the pose but Kevin Jr. kept slipping out. So the guys helped out by taking turns pushing it back in until we got it just right. Sometimes it's really hard to be a model."
I didn't have a chance to respond to that before Shawn came up behind us.
"There you guys are!" he said. "Hurry up and grab some food. We saved you spots at our table."
Elise and I grabbed some BBQ Brisket and joined our friends, Shawn, Matt, Emily, Joe, and Brad at the table.
The food was really good and I wolfed down a couple plates while we enjoyed each other's company. It was a nice change of pace and took my mind off the photos Elise showed me.
The President of the company, Mr. Wight, was making the rounds and greeting everyone while they ate and eventually made his way to our table.
I wasn't too happy about this morning when he appeared to be groping Elise behind the changing screen at the fashion show, but she assured me that it looked worse than it really was and they were just joking around.
Mr. Wight introduced me and Emily to his wife, Jennifer.
Jen was a really attractive woman that I guessed to be in her forties. Like her husband she took good care of herself and looked to be in really good shape. She was pretty much how I would picture Elise looking in 20 years or so.
"You must be Kevin," she said the moment I stood up to greet her. "I've heard so much about you. I'm so glad I got to meet you in person."
"It's a pleasure to meet you too Mrs. Wight," I said.
"Please call me Jen," she smiled warmly.
"She must really like you," Brad said after the Wights left. "Nobody gets to call her Jen. She's always super professional when she's around the office and insists on being called Mrs. Wight."
"What can I say," I said smiling. "I have a way with the ladies."
Elise laughed, "Looks like I'm going to have to keep my eye on the two of you. No running off with Mrs. Wight now!"
Emily and Elise talked about what they were going to wear to the dinner tonight and I bunch of other girl stuff that didn't really interest any of the guys. The other guys and I mostly ignored it and debated the baseball season and who we'd pick for our own personal all-star teams.
The afternoon, and a bunch of beers went by way too fast and before long it was time to go back to the rooms and get ready for dinner. The girls had left a long time ago to pick out what they were going to wear, do their makeup and whatever else it is girls do in the bathroom. Whereas me and the guys hung out until the last minute. I figured I only needed 15 minutes to shower, shave and get dressed anyway.