I was working up a sweat posing muscly exercises for the girls when I noticed Ingrid had gone missing. I was too distracted by Scarlet's amorous looks; I was preoccupied exchanging smiles with her for me to realize what the other two were doing. Ingrid appeared coming from the direction of my room holding a pile of clothes.
"These were the flashiest things I could find in your closet. Next time you come to the studio, I'm going to upgrade your wardrobe." Ingrid produced a white long-sleeved button-up shirt with khaki pants and a matching two button jacket.
"Oh! Thanks Ingrid!" I reached for my outfit only to be stopped by Scarlet.
"You are sweating like a pig, let us wipe you down first before you put anything on. I would have you shower but we are going to be late to the party if we wait any longer." Bridget didn't miss a beat as she came from the kitchen carrying two hand towels. Tossing one to Scarlet, both of them started wiping the sweat off my body. With Bridgit scrubbing my chest muscles, Scarlet wiping down my legs, and Ingrid watching on with amusement I was already feeling an all-too-delightful tingling sensation throughout my entire body.
"Um, uh, I could wipe off myself you know." My body was stone.
"Don't be silly, you have been a good sport all day. It is our jobs as interns to provide our model with whatever services needed. With extra hands we can explore all the nooks and crannies of your gorgeous bod that you can't see from a first person's point-of-view. Besides, we love doing this to you-for you!" Scarlet corrected herself as she stroked a finger down my thigh. I hope she didn't notice me shiver at her touch.
Once Bridget finished wiping off my shoulders I was finally allowed to get dressed. I had my pants up to my thighs when Scarlet leaned in towards me and gave me a kiss on the nose. I paused and looked her straight in the eye.
"Really, you have been a true sport going through all this for us." There was a twinkle in her eye and I couldn't help but smile back at her. I realized that against all reason I was beginning to like this girl. Her boldness, her smarts, her creativity, her mischievousness, her long red hair, and God does that smile turn me on. Right now, the ladder seemed to be the problem.
"Ahem," Ingrid cleared her throat and Scarlet and I snapped our heads in her direction. "As fun as this is to watch, we have a party to get to and it may not be a good idea to stretch that lycra even further." Ingrid pointed between my legs and I looked down to see a very huge bulge rising in the front of my speedo.
"Oh Jesus!" I yanked up my trousers and zipped up the fly to cover my embarrassingly large erection. I buttoned on the shirt and threw on the jacket.
"He does look good Ingrid." Bridget nodded in approval.
"He would look even better wearing something I designed but you have to make due with what you got. Now lets party!"
Scarlet took hold of my arm as the four of us walked out the door towards the car. "You know," Scarlet whispered in my ear as she placed her free hand on my crotch. My boner didn't have time to die down yet. "If this was your way of saying that you like me," she gave my package a quick squeeze and a jolt of electricity raced through my body "think of this as my way of saying I like you too."
My heart was fluttering and my face was so flushed that I forgot to ask for a pair of underwear to wear underneath as we drove off to the party.
I didn't mind driving again this time now that I was clothed. But I was still hyper aware of the cute red-haired girl sitting next to me while leaning on my shoulder. She smelled like vanilla and strawberry.
"So are you friends with everybody we are going to meet?" I couldn't take the silence anymore so I started up a conversation.
