A Model Romance

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I groggily rolled over and stopped my phone alarm. I had to reach down to the floor to do it; Anna didn't have a nightstand on this side of the bed so I'd just plugged it in and left it on the ground.

As my brain slowly booted up, memories of yesterday came back and I smiled. It had been an excellent day off with my girlfriend, and I was still on cloud nine. I turned back in the other direction to find Anna in a similar state, half awake but still in the process of returning to life.

"Good morning, beautiful," I whispered to her as she opened her blue eyes. The gorgeous brunette's lips curled upward as she looked back at me. Her body was covered up to her chest with the white bed sheet.

"Good morning, Charming," she said, shortening the nickname she'd called me the day we met, when I'd talked her into hanging out with me and then bought her an ice cream treat to cheer her up over her breakup. It still wasn't my favorite, but she was a Disney nerd, so Prince Charming it was. I'd made peace with it; she could call me whatever she wanted as long as she was mine.

I kissed her. She returned my kiss and ran a hand over my exposed chest.

"Sleep well?" she asked me, idly tracing lines on my skin.

"I slept amazingly. Might have something to do with you sucking the soul out of me last night," I said with a chuckle. Her smile grew larger.

"I take it you enjoyed your reward for being an amazing boyfriend?" she asked with just a hint of smug satisfaction.

"Of course, you were amazing. I'd love to spend the whole day in bed with you today, but unfortunately, I need to get ready for work," I told her.

"You sure you don't have a *bit* of extra time?" she asked coyly. While she spoke, her hand pulled the sheet down slowly, revealing her perfectly shaped tits. Fuck.

"I wish I did, I only have about thirty minutes until we need to be headed back to my place so I can get my uniform and my car, I don't think we have time for any other, ah, activities," I said sadly. Instead of disappointment on her face, I saw wheels turning, before she adopted a faux innocent look.

"You'd better get in the shower then," she told me, shooing me out of the bed. I stared at her, trying to read her expression, but she gave me nothing.

"Alright, gorgeous," I said. "I'll be out shortly. Love you," I added, and kissed her on the forehead. I stood up, totally naked, and walked to the large walk-in closet that served as the entrance to her spacious master bathroom. As I stepped away from the bed, she wolf-whistled at my bare back. I turned and winked at her before entering the bathroom.

The shower was on my right, and I stepped across the tiled floor towards the glass door. Water sprayed down when I turned the knob and I waited for it to come to temperature before stepping in. The hot water cascaded down my back, and I sighed contentedly, memories of the last two days flooding my mind. Anna was the greatest, and the fact that I had to work for seven days straight before taking another day off to spend time with her annoyed me. The only consolation prize was that I was joining her in California for a modeling shoot and spending the weekend at Disneyland as soon as those seven days were up.

As I grabbed her soap and started to lather it up, Anna walked into the bathroom, still totally naked. She pointedly didn't look in my direction, instead grabbing a towel off the rack. I took a moment to admire her.

Anna was a little taller than average, with thick, light brown hair and stunning blue eyes. Her face was soft and pretty, and her full lips begged to be kissed. Her skin was lightly tanned, and her body was fit from working out. Her breasts, with barely a hint of sag, hung on her chest; they were amazing, perfectly shaped and large without being too much. Her flat stomach led down to a perfectly shaved valley between her legs, and her ass was round and plump, soft and firm at the same time. Long legs rounded out the image of the goddess before me, who was now laying a towel down on the floor in front of the shower door.

I was confused, but I didn't have to wonder what she was up to for long. She disappeared back into the closet for a moment and returned with a small device that could only be a sex toy of some kind, bright pink silicone visible in her hand.

Anna opened up the shower door, but then stepped back. Looking at me for the first time, she grinned mischievously and laid down on the towel, her feet only a few inches from the open shower door.

"Go ahead and shower Charlie, and don't worry about getting blue balls watching me, I'll take care of it for you. Quickly, alright?" she declared, before I heard the toy spin up. A soft vibrating sound emanated from her hand, which she quickly slid between her legs, bringing the device to the top of her pink slit and holding it in place. "Oh, that's good," she said softly as she found the right spot.

"What's gotten into you?" I asked, amused and turned on by her display. She was getting into it quickly, eyes closed and breathing quickening, but opened her mouth to respond with a smirk.

"Nothing, yet," she responded, emphasizing the 'yet.' "You said you were in a hurry, so I picked my most effective toy. You can shower while you watch me cum, then you can fill me up before we leave. Better get nice and clean quickly, don't you think, Charlie?"

I quickly soaped up, watching her pleasure herself on the floor. Soft moans were beginning to fill the bathroom, and I watched her thighs move as she rode the sensations the clitoral vibrator was bestowing on her. My manhood was rapidly hardening between my legs as I rinsed off and squirted some shampoo into my hands.

Anna was in the thick of it as I washed my hair, my eyes locked on her writhing body. "Oh, fuck," she moaned. I rinsed my hair, and just as I opened my eyes again, she went over the edge. "Fuck, I'm cumming!" she yelped as she bucked her hips against the toy.

I turned the water off and she looked up at me, dazed and satisfied. My cock stood fully at attention from the show she'd given me, and she stared at it bobbing in the air for a moment, a hungry look returning to her face. As I toweled off, she flipped onto her hands and knees, presenting her ass and glistening pussy to me. Turning back to look at me over her shoulder, she smiled and gave it a wiggle.

"Not much time, Charlie. Better cum quickly," she teased. I didn't need more encouragement. Stepping out of the shower, I lowered myself to my knees behind her and lined up my cock head with her entrance. Anna winked at me and lowered her face and chest to the ground, her ass up in the air and her pussy flexing with anticipation.

I thrust myself inside her about halfway, my thick cock stretching her lips as I pushed past her entrance. Pulling back slightly, I shoved the rest of the way in, and was rewarded with a loud moan of appreciation. With plenty of energy I began to fuck her tight canal, her orgasm having supplied her with plenty of lube for me to take her as I pleased.

I saw her arm reach under her before I felt an unexpected sensation; she still had the vibrator and was using it on herself a second time while I took her, and the vibrations added a pleasant sensation to my cock on each thrust. Anna's face was on the towel but she turned slightly towards me and grinned wickedly.

"Don't worry about me. My toy can handle my needs this morning, you just use my tight little hole to give me your cum, OK Charlie?" she said sweetly.

I've always been a sucker for dirty talk, and this was no exception. My pace doubled as I fucked her with abandon, her soft, slick walls begging for my release. I could feel my balls slapping against her fingers holding the vibrator, and like a man possessed, I reached my hand up and then brought it back down, slapping her jiggling ass cheek before rubbing it and giving it a squeeze.

"Mmm, fuck, yes," she cried out as the combined sensations of her vibrator and my cock drove her closer to a second climax. "Again, Charlie!" I pulled my left hand back and smacked her other cheek. My cock was tingling, and I knew I didn't need much longer at the rate I was pounding into her.

"I'm going to cum, Anna," I warned her, feeling the pressure in my balls building and threatening to overflow.

"Do it, give me all of it," she demanded, and I felt the floodgates burst, warm cum flooding into her pussy as I kept fucking into her. As the last pulses of my orgasm were subsiding, she got there too, her body tensing up and then shaking slightly as she came, pressing her ass back against me to take me as deeply as she could.

Once we were both spent, she switched the vibrator off and tossed it to the side. I slid out of her, cum dripping past her pink lips and down her thigh. We both stood up and she threw her arms around my neck, her lips meeting mine for a short but passionate kiss.

"So, was that enough of a quickie for you? Took you less than 5 minutes, won't you feel much better all day?" she said, her pearly white teeth bared as she smiled at me.

"That was an inspired quickie," I replied. "That was awesome, how quickly you came twice, must be a heck of a toy."

"Yeah, it feels like it's sucking on my clit, it's amazing. Glad you're not feeling threatened by a toy though, that opens us up to all sorts of.... Possibilities," she whispered enigmatically.

"Any toy that gets you off is a friend of mine," I quipped.

"I'm going to rinse off and get dressed," she declared, "and then we can head out." She blew me a kiss and winked at me, before wagging her fingers in a goodbye wave as I stepped away.

***

The drive was quick, and I was loathe to leave her to go to work, but I said goodbye to Anna outside my place with a kiss that went on longer than it should have with my clock-in time approaching. She waved as she pulled out of my lot, her black convertible turning onto the road and heading off to Disney World. Her friends and fellow models Emily and Angela were meeting her there for a photoshoot and to hang out for the day. To make sure I got to work on time, she hadn't applied makeup, instead bringing a small makeup kit with her. She was still unbelievably gorgeous without it and blushed when I insisted upon it over her self-deprecations.

At the risk of sounding a bit obsessed after spending two straight days together, I asked her before she left if she would be free that evening. Anna was, fortunately, not put off at all, and seemed happy that I couldn't wait to see her again. Unfortunately, she wasn't sure what their plans would be, so I'd have to wait to find out. I'd run inside, changed into my uniform at a breakneck pace, grabbed some pop-tarts on the way out the door, and hopped in my car.

As my old blue sedan raced down the highway, I tried getting focused on work, making a mental checklist of the tasks that needed doing today. I was certain there were some orders that needed to be finalized and submitted for the restaurant's supplies and stock, and I probably needed to get the next weekly schedule out. It was a Friday, so there would be a decent surge in check-ins that I'd have to work around -- it was shaping up to be a busy day.

I pulled into the parking lot of the midsize hotel and hopped out, powerwalking to the entrance and strolling past Jim, the night manager, with a wave while he was helping a customer. The clock hit 8 as I swiped my badge in the back room and sat down at my desk to get started.

***

My lunch break rolled around, and I stepped away from the front desk, handing it over to Becky, one of the hotel managers, to process a couple remaining early check-ins. My phone was waiting for me in my locker, and I grabbed it and headed to the hotel restaurant to grab a quick sandwich since I hadn't had time to prepare lunch. I'd received a couple messages from Anna, but I waited until I was seated in the basement staff room to open them, having learned my lesson about the types of messages she liked to send while I was at work. Seeing that I was alone, I sat in the corner and opened up the messaging app.

"Miss you Charlie!!!" read the first message. A picture followed: Anna, Emily and someone who must have been Angela standing on Main Street. Anna was dressed as I'd last seen her, in short jean shorts that showed off her toned legs, with a white tank top tied up to show off the bottom of her flat stomach, and Minnie ears.

Emily, a raven-haired beauty with green eyes, was wearing black biker shorts, but had a tank top done the same way as Anna's. She was also wearing ears, some special edition purple ones. She was about Anna's height and body shape, but slightly less endowed in the chest and with wider hips.

Apparently-Angela was a blonde, dressed in a red sleeveless halter top that was tight to her ample chest and tight black shorts with red and white polka dot ears. Her top had a window that showed off her cleavage; she was dressed in the most obviously sexy apparel of the three, which made sense. Anna had told me that she made most of her income from her OnlyFans account and less from traditional gigs, so of course she'd be playing up her body a little more than the others, even if Anna was still the sexiest of the three in my opinion. She was taller than the other two girls by a few inches, and little thicker in the thighs but still obviously fit. She had a sleeve of tattoos down her left arm.

All three girls were extremely attractive -- I didn't dwell on the photo, scrolling down to see the others. A second picture was of the three of them holding hands and looking up at the castle with their backs to the camera -- I knew from the location that they must have convinced the Disney photographer to photograph them in the poses they'd chosen. The three girls had gorgeous legs, with a nice contrast in skin tones -- Anna was in the middle with lightly tanned skin, Emily to her left with her paler complexion, and Angela to her right with a much deeper tan. Their three round butts in tight shorts next to each other made for a very enticing image. All of them had pronounced derrieres that I briefly imagined naked before shaking my head and scrolling to the third picture.

The last image did not help the situation at all -- it was a hastily shot selfie of Anna in a bathroom stall, lifting her shirt and bra to show off her tits to the camera. She'd stuck her tongue out of her open mouth in a very suggestive manner and winked as she took the picture. I was instantly hard, sitting alone in the staff room with my forgotten sandwich.

"Fuck, those are nice," I texted back, "You've gotten me all revved up now, and I still have half a shift to go." I received a winking emoji almost immediately. "Hope you're having fun and getting good shots," I sent.

"We are!" came the first text, followed up shortly with a second. "The girls want to see my place this evening (mostly they want to use the pool), so we're going to head there around 3 or 4. They also want to meet you, join us after work?"

"Sure, I'd love to meet them," I texted back. "Tell them I said hello, I'm going to eat and get back up there, I'll see you tonight, love you."

"Love you," she sent back with a kiss blowing emoji. I scrolled back up to the last picture against my better judgement, but the urge to see her partially naked again was strong. Her big tits looked unbelievably hot as she thrust her chest forward to the camera, and her tongue reminded me of last night's activities. Thankfully she hadn't sent me that video yet or I'd likely have ended up in the bathroom jerking off on my break.

I heard the door open and I rapidly closed the app and turned off my phone, hoping the swelling in my pants wasn't visible to whoever was walking in. I looked up. Fuck, that was close. It was my boss, Dave Sandberg, the Obsidian Hotels operations director for central Florida, which was an unusual development -- he didn't usually drop in unannounced.

"Hey Charlie, how's it going?" he asked as he walked over to my table. Fortunately, the rush of nervous adrenaline had softened my manhood, and I was able to stand to shake his hand. "Mind if I join you?"

"Not at all," I said, sitting back down, hiding my confusion. "What brings you in today?"

"Straight to the point as always, I like it. It's like this -- I'm working on an initiative for corporate that I can't talk about just yet, but I need up to date financials for your location. I know it's the third today and they're not due for another week, but I need to know if it's possible to get them today." Fuck, I thought immediately. It was possible but it was going to be a lot of work to get them done in the next four hours.

"I can manage," I promised, "but it'll take a few hours and we're going to be swamped at the desk, it is a Friday. And I won't be able to get them signed off on by the accountants until next week."

"That's fine, I don't need the final approved ones, just give me whatever you'd submit to them for review, and I'll take it from there. And I know this is a big ask, so thanks," he added.

"No problem, sir. I'll get on it right away," I said, folding up my sandwich to cut my break short.

"Knock it off with the 'sir,' Charlie. And finish your damn sandwich. I'll look forward to your email this evening. Oh, and what days are you off this weekend?"

"None, I'm taking off for a weekend trip on Thursday so I'm on every day until then," I replied.

"Alright," he said, staring off in thought. "Alright, well, send those over when they're ready. We'll talk soon," he said, and shook my hand a second time before getting up and walking out. I sat for a moment, pondering on the bizarre visit that had been, before I quickly scarfed down the last couple bites of my lunch and headed upstairs to stow my phone and get back to work.

"What did Sandberg want?" asked Becky when I got back upstairs. Becky was a middle-aged woman originally from Philadelphia, and I appreciated the bluntness she brought to just about every situation. She had dark hair and was attractive for her age.

"He needs the financials today," I said glumly, getting ready to sit down and start working on them.

"Ha," she replied. "Looks like you're going to be busy working to appease corporate's whims again," she chuckled. I smiled.

"Yep, which means you're on desk duty for the rest of afternoon. Have fun checking in that party of sixteen by yourself in a couple hours," I smirked. That wiped the smile off her face quickly.

"Fuck," she groaned.

"That'll teach you to laugh at my pain," I laughed, and shut the door to the office behind me, blocking out the view of Becky flipping me off.

***

I emerged about a half an hour after my shift should have ended. It was 5:30, and I had just sent the email with the completed spreadsheets to Dave.

"Thanks for taking the desk all afternoon, Becky, I appreciate it," I said as I walked out.

"You owe me. I'm the best manager you've got, and you know it," she replied. She was. She also appreciated that we were both at the whims of corporate, so I didn't think she was truly irritated with me.

"How about a pizza party?" I asked sarcastically and she flipped me off again as I walked out grinning. I hopped in my car and got on the road to Anna's place. After a short drive, I pulled up, parking on the street since there were two other cars in the driveway, and walked up to the door.

Shortly after I rang the bell, Anna answered the door in one of her Riviera bikinis. She looked gorgeous, but before I could fully appreciate her, she pulled me into a kiss, shoving her tongue into my mouth and pulling my body to her. There was a faint taste of alcohol on her breath, but I didn't mind, especially if that was the explanation for the mind-blowing kiss I was currently receiving. After a few moments she pulled away, grinning at me.