Elise the Calendar Girl

The following is another entry in my Elise series. If you haven't read any of the other stories, don't worry, you can enjoy this without reading them first.

If you've read any of the others and enjoyed them, thank you. In case you're new to the series, the main thing you need to know is that Elise is a rather naive, sexually free woman who's madly in love with her boyfriend, Kevin. Unfortunately, due to frequent miscommunication, she mistakenly believes that Kevin is okay with her exposing herself and occasionally going further with other guys.

This is obviously not a serious story about a real couple or real situations and shouldn't be taken as such.

If you like this story and wish to read some of her other adventures, they start with "Elise and my Roommates."

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"Hey, Elise. You're just the chick I was looking for," my roommate Shawn announced as he plopped down on the sofa and interrupted the alone time I was enjoying with my girlfriend.

Shawn's a pretty good roommate but a notorious womanizer so I always need to keep my guard up when he's around Elise. He's the Captain of the college volleyball team, is in great shape, and seems to have no problems with the ladies. So even though he's a friend, I don't exactly trust him around my girl.

"Oh, yeah? What's up?" Elise asked as she tucked her long dirty blonde hair behind her ear and smiled.

"Well," Shawn said, looking back and forth between Elise and me. "As you may know, our volleyball team is putting together a charity calendar to raise some funds."

"Oh, yeah," Elise smiled. "I saw the one you put out last year, it was really good."

"Thanks," Shawn grinned. "But we ran into a problem this year. The calendar was almost done but one of our models backed out at the last minute due to a jealous boyfriend."

"Ooo, I hate it when guys are like that," Elise said, scrunching up her nose and turning to face me. "I'm glad you're not like that," she added, giving me a kiss and squeezing my knee.

"And that's exactly why I thought of you," Shawn announced.

"Me?" Elise replied. "What can I do?"

"I think you'd be a perfect model to fill in for her," he told my girlfriend.

"That's so sweet!" Elise exclaimed. "You really think I'm model material?"

"No doubt about it," Shawn said. "With you in the calendar, we're guaranteed to sell them out."

I can't believe Elise had to ask. Of course, I may be biased as her boyfriend, but she's easily one of the hottest girls on campus. Her long dirty blonde hair, sparkling blue eyes, perfect butt, cute little boobs, and her supermodel face. Yeah, Elise had it all. The best part is she wasn't stuck up like some of the other attractive women at school. She's genuinely a cool person.

The only real problem we have is that she's very comfortable being nude and isn't bothered in the least with other guys seeing her that way. I guess no one's perfect, I'm certainly not, and if I want to be with Elise her exhibitionism is something I'm going to have to live with.

"One problem," Elise said, getting serious. "I don't play volleyball. If you haven't noticed, I can pretty much walk under the net without ducking."

"Doesn't matter," Shawn waved away her concern. "Half of the other girls don't play either. We just need someone photogenic who's willing to do it."

Elise turned to me, I could tell she really wanted this.

"What do you think?" she asked, biting her lower lip. "I've always wanted to try modeling. It was a dream of mine but everyone said I was too short and wouldn't give me a chance."

I've seen these calendars before, they usually feature the best looking guys and girls on campus wearing swimsuits or sexy outfits. I actually thought it would be kind of cool having my girl in one of them. How many guys can say their girlfriend is a bikini model? Plus I kind of felt trapped with the whole jealousy comment.

"Go for it," I said.

Elise's face lit up and she jumped into Shawn's arms giving him a big hug. "I'm going to! This is going to be so much fun! Thank you so much for asking me!"

"No problem, you're the first I thought of," Shawn told her.

I haven't seen Elise this excited in a long time. She refused to let go of Shawn, instead wrapping her arms and legs around him and chanting "Who's a model? I'm a model!" while he walked in circles around our living room trying to shake her loose.

It was hilarious and kinda cool to see Elise this wound up. After a couple minutes she let go and dropped to the floor.

"Do you think I need to practice?" she asked us. "I want to be really good for you guys."

"I guess it wouldn't hurt," Shawn suggested. "Do you have a bikini here?"

"No," Elise frowned. "They're all back at my place."

"Underwear is almost the same thing," he grinned.

"Yeah, I guess it is!" Elise said quickly unbuttoning her shirt and sliding her skirt down her legs.

I don't know how Shawn pulls it off. It seems to take almost zero effort for him to talk Elise out of her clothes.

In less than a minute Elise was standing in our living room in just her thong and tiny bra.

"So do you guys want to take pictures of me?" she asked. "I'll pose however you'd like. I want to make sure I'm going to be a good model for you."

I wished Elise had chosen less revealing underwear today, but it seemed she was more worried about panty lines than comfort or modesty. What she was wearing left very little to the imagination.

"How about you stretch out on the sofa," Shawn suggested.

Elise quickly lay down on the sofa. She bent one knee up and let the other leg casually drop to the floor.

"How do you want my arms? Like this?" she asked, resting one arm above her head and leaving the other on her stomach.

"Yeah, that looks great," Shawn said as he snapped some photos on his phone.

"Take some of me too, babe," Elise smiled at me. "You know how much I like it when you do it during our sexy time."

Shawn looked at me, smiled and gave an approving nod.

"Um, yeah, of course," I said and pulled out my phone.

"Is this my good side, or this?" she asked, flopping back and forth on the sofa. She was moving around so much her breasts popped out of her bra.

"That's a keeper," Shawn laughed, snapping a photo.

"Oops," Elise laughed along. "This bra obviously wasn't meant for too much activity."

We snapped pictures for a few more minutes as Elise posed for us on the sofa, chair, coffee table, anywhere and everywhere she could. She seemed to really be getting into it and pretty much gave up trying to keep her boobs in her bra. But after the last pose where she was kneeling on the sofa wiggling her butt at us she had enough and took me by the hand.

"Can we go to the bedroom now?" she asked me with an urgent look on her face. "Posing for you two kinda got me worked up. Maybe we can still pretend I'm a model for tonight and you can keep taking dirty photos of me? We can even do that fun thing with my bum you like."

"Sorry Shawn, gotta go!" I smiled as Elise dragged me out of the room.

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On the day of the shoot Elise and I walked down to the campus photo studios where the calendar was going to be shot.

"I wish you could be in the photo shoot too," Elise said. "It would be really fun to do as a couple."

"I appreciate the compliment," I told her. "I might be in pretty good shape, but not nearly as good as some of the other guys."

"Well I think your body is just fine," Elise insisted. "Especially when it's on top of me," she added with a nudge.

We were a few minutes late when we arrived at the studio. Shawn and five other guys from the volleyball team, as well as the photographer and his assistant, were already waiting for us.

"Chloe!" Elise squealed. "I didn't know you were helping out!"

I didn't recognize her at first, since I'd only seen her a couple of times, but the assistant was one of Elise's new friends she met in her Art History class.

Elise ran over to her and the two friends gave each other a big hug.

"You being here has just calmed me down 1000%," Elise told her friend.

"Glad to hear it. I'm here to make sure everything goes smoothly," Chloe said with a warm smile. "I'll help you every step of the way."

Chloe is super cute like Elise. She's short but a little taller than Elise with shoulder length wavy light brown hair and a fantastic body. She could have just as easily filled in for the shoot as Elise.

"Hi Kevin," Chloe smiled and came over to hug me. "It's good to see you again. The three of us need to hang out sometime."

"That would be great," I replied.

"Well now that the fashionably late Elise is finally here," Shawn announced. "Looks like we can get started."

"Mind if I hang out and watch for a bit?" I asked. I had to get to work in a couple of hours but I wanted to stick around, support Elise, and see how things went.

"I'm sure it's okay," Shawn replied. "As long as you don't get in the way of the photographer."

Chloe showed me to a chair in the back where I could sit and watch, out of the way of all the lighting and equipment. It wasn't the best view, but it was better than nothing.

I saw Elise talking to the photographer and the others. They were discussing the various outfits and sports they'd be acting out. Elise learned that all the other women had their photos done during the first session a week ago so it was just going to be her with the six guys.

Chloe quickly got to work fixing Elise's makeup and hair for the shoot while the photographer finished setting things up.

The first set Elise was going to do would be with her wearing a modified version of the college's volleyball uniform. Elise joked she was about a foot too short to be on the team and the clothes would probably be way too big. Shawn reassured her that they properly sized things for her and everything would look great.

I saw her examine some knee-high socks, running shoes, knee pads, and the shorts she'd be wearing. The top looked more like a bikini top instead of the normal jersey, but that didn't seem out of place for a calendar like this. I was somewhat surprised that she'd be covered as much as she was, the girls are usually barely covered at all in these calendars.

It looked like they were busy discussing the outfit and their ideas for the set so I decided it was a good time to make a quick trip to the bathroom so I wouldn't miss anything before they started.

I got back just in time to see Elise already wearing the running shoes, long socks and knee pads, but I was stunned to see that she was otherwise completely naked in front of everyone, happily chatting away while holding a robe in her hands.

When she saw me come in, it was almost like it suddenly dawned on her that she was nude and quickly slipped on her robe.

I was going to go over and ask her why she was naked in front of the guys, but Chloe intercepted me and ushered me back to my seat telling me I needed to stay here out of the way or the photographer would end up asking me to leave.

"It's not as bad as it looks," Chloe assured me with a friendly smile. "You just came in at the exact wrong moment. Trust me, this is all completely normal. I'll send Elise over to talk to you in a moment, they're just finishing getting things organized."

At least if I stayed I'd have an idea of what was going on so I reluctantly took a seat.

Elise came over a few minutes later.

"Chloe mentioned you didn't look happy and I should reassure you about what's going on. Sorry you saw me like that. We're just waiting for the clothing lines to disappear before we start," she explained. Elise opened her robe and showed me the fading impressions on her skin from wearing her tight jeans.

"Did you change in front of everyone?" I asked.

"Yeah, sorry, I kinda had to," she apologized. "One of the guys was in the close changing room already and the other one is way down the hall. I didn't want to make everyone wait any longer than they had to. I mean, we were already late as it was, right? So I just quickly changed here. Don't worry, models have to do that all the time at fashion shows. It's completely normal."

"I guess so, but isn't this different?" I asked. "I mean that's half the volleyball team you just undressed in front of."

Elise shrugged, "How so? Today they're models too. So I think they're fine with it. I doubt they even noticed, they're busy getting ready too."

"I guess," I sighed.

I found it hard to believe the guys didn't notice Elise walking around naked but I decided to not make a scene and risk getting kicked out.

"Anyway. I wanted to thank you again for being here with me and being so supportive. Having a professional take pictures of me is something I've always wanted to do. Maybe I can even start a portfolio!" Elise gushed.

"I had no idea you liked modeling so much," I said. "I never heard you mention it until Shawn brought it up."

"I was too short and no one gave me the chance. I kinda just gave up on it and assumed it would never happen. One of my ex's was nice about it and he used to let me pose for him and his friends all the time. It was really fun pretending to be a model, wearing special sexy outfits, and posing while doing all the crazy things they asked me to do," she explained. "Of course most of them were just shot on their cell phones so I couldn't exactly put them in a portfolio."

"Makes sense," I said, agreeing that cell phone photos really wouldn't work if she wanted to be a model. "But it sounds like you had fun anyway."

"Oh yeah, for sure, it was a blast!" Elise agreed. "It's funny all the dirty and embarrassing things they would talk me into doing after a couple drinks. We used to joke about it all the time."

Elise gave me a big hug then turned and headed back to the group leaving me wondering if I really wanted to know more.

Once she got there she immediately dropped her robe in front of the guys and started to put on her top and bottoms. As she slipped them on I could see they were smaller than even a beach volleyball player would wear. The shorts barely covered her ass cheeks and the bikini top wasn't much better.

"Hey guys, did the other girls have problems with their suits? I don't think this top fits right," I heard her complain as she untied and removed her top. "It keeps shifting and my left nipple keeps popping out."

Elise and Chloe played with the straps and fabric to try and make it fit right. The guys sat back and enjoyed the view of Elise's cute little boobs jiggling as they figured it out.

"Here let me help," one of Shawn's teammates, Rob, said. "My girlfriend has a bikini just like it and she's about your size."

"That would be great," Elise sighed with relief. "I'm sorry for holding things up. First I'm late and now this."

"No need to apologize," he insisted as he helped her get the bikini top into position. "We're all here to support each other."

From my vantage point it looked like Rob was spending more time holding and fondling Elise's breasts than trying to see if it fit properly. Chloe watched and laughed then even encouraged some of the other guys to help "adjust" her outfit as well. It was really hard to tell what was going on as it seemed like everyone was almost purposely trying to block my view.

At one point it even looked like they pulled her bottoms down and I heard Elise give out a little squeal, but by the time I could get a good look they were properly in place so I really wasn't sure what I saw. In any case, they finally finished up and everything with her outfit looked to be in place and Elise was happy.

She came over and sat down beside me, "Looks like we're finally ready to start. Wish me luck!"

"Good luck, but is everything okay?" I asked. "There seemed to be a lot of touching going on."

"What? That? Oh, yeah," she smiled. "Don't worry about that. It probably looked a lot worse than it was. It's all completely innocent and professional. We were just getting my suit adjusted and checking to make sure I didn't have any more clothing marks. It's all pretty normal boring modeling stuff. It was my fault for wearing tight clothes earlier today. I should have known better."

I had no idea if it was normal or not, but I took her word for it.

They started the session with some of the guys first. It seemed like a pretty standard photo shoot. I have no experience with them, but it looked like I assumed it would. It felt like hundreds of photos were taken with them changing outfits a couple of times. It was cool to watch, but pretty repetitive. I couldn't help but notice the guys always stepped away to change clothes and I wondered if Elise would do the same. I had a feeling I already knew that answer though.

"Elise, you're up after Rob!" Chloe, the cute assistant, called out.

"Thanks!" my girlfriend said, hopping out of her chair. "That's my cue to get ready. I'll talk to you soon!"

She kissed me then quickly made her way to the set.

As Rob took off his shirt to get ready for his turn Chloe and Elise started whistling and cat-calling. Rob laughed it off and flexed his muscles for the girls.

"Uh, Rob," I heard Chloe say. "Wait a minute, there's something wrong with your suit."

Rob looked down at his suit and seemed confused. I didn't see anything wrong either.

"It's the drawstring. Elise will fix it for you," she winked.

Chloe whispered something to Elise who quickly agreed with a laugh and headed over to Rob.

"Can I fix your suit?" she asked with a mischievous grin on her face. I didn't know why Rob couldn't fix it himself.

Rob seemed to know something was up and decided to play along.

Elise tied the drawstring into a neat bow then proceeded to slide her hand all the way down the front of his suit to tuck the ends away.

I almost fell out of my chair. I couldn't believe what I was seeing.

It wasn't a quick tuck either, she left her hand there for a good ten or fifteen seconds and I could see it moving up and down. Rob's surprised look quickly turned into a big grin.

"There, that's better," Elise smiled. "But now I think there's a different problem with your suit, but I'm not sure I should help you with that."

Elise hurried back to Chloe who gave her a high five.

The photographer shook his head in amusement and told him to take a short break so the very impressive bulge in Rob's shorts had a chance to die down.

I had to ask her what was going on. I motioned Elise over.

"Did you see that?" Elise laughed. "That was so funny!"

"You put your hands down his shorts!" I said trying to keep my voice down and not make a scene.

"Don't be mad. It was just a little joke to get back at him for touching my pussy." she explained, trying to calm me down.

"What? When did that happen?"

"When they were fixing my outfit," she explained. "Rob was asked to check for clothing marks on my skin so he needed to pull my bottoms down a bit to check. His fingers accidentally touched me a little down there."

"A little?" I couldn't believe what Elise was telling me.

"Yes, just a little," she insisted. "The others saw the whole thing and they'll tell you too. He was just trying to help but I turned at the wrong time and that caused him to touch me. Don't be mad. He apologized about it and now we're even."

Elise looked at me with her big pleading eyes. It was so hard to stay mad at her. Her face lit up as my expression softened. "It's okay, right?"

"I guess so," I replied. "Just please try to be more careful."

"I knew you'd understand," she beamed.

"I'm still not happy about it," I wanted her to know it wasn't cool.

"I know," she stared into my eyes. "I'll be really careful and make sure Rob doesn't do it again."

"Yeah, well," I said, trying to put my foot down. "Okay..."

"I promise I'll try to be good," she assured me. "But it's going to be a long day and we're going to need to joke around a little to keep our spirits up. I'll make sure to check with you if I think I'm going too far."