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.
