Mika exhaled and let her shoulders drop as she leaned forward against the tall window. She had the perfect vantage point for watching the Joffrey Ballet rehearse. Their studio was on the same floor in the building directly across the street. Both buildings had floor to ceiling windows, giving her an unobstructed view of the dancers warming up. From her hiding place on the 3rd floor of Marshall Field's she was able to surreptitiously enjoy their beautiful bodies in motion. The glass felt cool against her palms and wrists as Mika stared out the window. The silence of the room was in stark contrast to the fluid movement of the dancers and bustle of the busy street below. Several years ago, when she was a sales girl in the jewelry section, a co-worker had shown her this little hideaway in the store. She would sneak away over her lunch hour to read her book without the noisy downtown distractions of Chicago. Now she was back in town as the lead photographer for a Calvin Klein underwear shoot that day. She had given the crew a 15 minute coffee break and had wanted to see if the room was still the way she'd remembered it. It had been a warm September and the cool of the glass was a welcomed sensation. She let her forehead rest against the window while she watched the dancers work up a sweat. The little side room was once a security office with a two-way mirror that looked in on an even smaller room that they used for holding shoplifters until the cops arrived to pick them up. Both were now apparently being used to store decorations and props for the different holidays and events. As she opened the door to head back to the shoot, she literally ran into an old work friend.
"I'm so sorry...here, let me get that." she heard a familiar voice say, as a well dressed man reached to retrieve her Olga Tokarczuk novel from the marble floor.
Joseph was her supervisor back in the day and they hugged the moment they looked up and saw each other.
"It's so good to see you!" he said.
"You too!"
"What are you doing back in Chicago?"
"I'm a photographer now...I'm shooting the Calvin Klein promotion here today."
"That's fantastic!" he exclaimed.
"I'm only in town for the day myself. They made me regional manager two years ago and all I do, it seems now, is travel."
They laughed about old times for a couple of minutes before Mika saw the time.
"Damn! I've got to get back to the shoot but let's grab coffee before the day's out...or better yet, why don't you stop by the set? We'll be shooting all day back behind what use to be Home Furnishings on 8."
"Sound great! See you soon."
When Mika got back on set she was surrounded by beautiful, half naked people. Everywhere she looked she saw the muscular arms, pecs, abs...and sexy smiles of gorgeous models from all over the world. Women and girls with beautiful breasts, long legs and the tightest of asses. Men and women that demanded top dollar in their field!
'Not a bad way to pay the rent', she thought to herself.
She noticed two of the models who had been talking and laughing all morning were now exchanging sheepish glances and keeping dangerously close to one another.
'On-set chemistry. This should be fun to watch', she thought as a mischievous smile crossed her face. The next batch of shots called for two models to be intimately close. Just for fun she asked Finn, the male model that had been flirting all morning with the tall Italian girl, to pose with another woman. You should have seen the look the Italian girl gave Mika.
"No, I need you two closer." directed Mika.
"I need you two intertwined."
"...That's it."
"...Just like that."
"Now kiss her." Mika directed.
The Italian model pouted in the corner but didn't dare raise a fuss. She was getting paid too much to make waves.
Mika played puppet master for the next 20 minutes, getting the Italian model perhaps a little too worked up. Just as the fun was coming to a close Mika looked up and noticed Joseph sitting against the far wall with an amused look on his face.
'Good' Mika thought.
This might be an interesting way to get herself a date for the evening. Mika hated sleeping alone when she traveled.
When she worked she usually had on jeans and a comfortable t-shirt but had thought to pack a cute little sun dress that was cut just above the knees. She wanted something fun to wear on this shoot just in case she ran into anyone she knew from Chicago...or felt like trying to seduce an underwear model back up to her hotel room. With Joseph sitting on the floor and the models strewn on the ground it gave her a chance to get some desired attention. Mika sat on a short stool and aimed the camera at the models on the floor. She moved her lense back and forth as the camera clicked away. She slowly opened her legs revealing more and more of her upper thighs. She turn slightly on the stool which caused her dress to ride up giving Joseph a clear view of her carefully chosen Jean Yu panties. She could see out of the corner of her eye that it had the desired effect.
'Damn, I love this job!' she thought and smiled to herself.
The models too, were taking notice and it seemed as though the sexual tension in the room had shot through the roof. She decided to milk it and fuel the fire. She pretended to be intensely focused on getting the right shot; meanwhile, she let her legs open slightly more revealing the dimples at the top of her legs. Joseph was nearly drooling on himself by this point and the models suddenly kissed with more passion than they had at anytime during the entire morning session. Things were heating up and she soaked up the energy in the room. Just then the door slammed! The Italian model had left the room in a huff. Finn quickly jumped to his feet and chased after her.
"Okay folks, we'd better take five." Mika directed with a smirk.
Mika and Joseph had a good laugh at the models' drama and made plans to meet later for a drink. Mika had always had a bit of a crush on Joseph but could never quite read him. Even when she did flirt, he often remained reserved.
'He's a quiet one, that's for sure.' she thought to herself.
'I wonder what's going on in that head of his?'
After almost 30 minutes they were still waiting on the models to return.
"Alright folks...let's take a lunch break and we'll start shooting again at 1 sharp! If you see our 'friends' tell them that they're costing us time that we'll have to make up at the end of our day."
The entire cast moaned in unison and suddenly the two AWOL models were on everyone's shit list.
On her way down to the Walnut room Mika lost herself in the floors of Marshall Fields; exploring the changes to the store since she had moved. The rich smell of antique wood, marble and old money wafted from floor to floor. She found herself back at her old hideout and decided some quite time might be just what she needed. The ballet dancers were still hard at work. Somethings about the store never seemed to change. This room brought back a flood of memories. Thoughts of working the fine jewelry counter at Marshall Field's always reminded her of the innocence and recklessness of her youth. Mika was lost in a daydream staring out the window when she heard a door slam. She turned quickly but it had come from next door. The tiny adjacent room's light flickered on and two figures were illuminated. It was the two lovers quarrelling and she had a ringside seat behind the two-way mirror.
'Well, this ought to be entertaining' she thought.
"I knew you two were sleeping together!" the Italian girl screamed.
"That was almost two years. It's over! We haven't even spoken in months."
"Ah ha! You see? I knew you were still talking to her!"
Mika watched as the debate raged on for another two minutes. Then suddenly,
"Slap!"
The Italian model caught him a good one across the cheek. Both models stopped and stared at each other. For a moment neither one moved nor even blinked. Then suddenly things turned...the girl quickly moved to close to distance between her and the boy. She cupped her hands around his face and kissed him deeply. Within seconds they were entwined and kissing madly; their hands exploring each other's bodies. Frantically they pulled at each other's clothes. Already half naked, the models quickly ripped each other's clothes off, stripping away their briefs and panties. Her Calvin Klein bra had barely hit the floor when she reached to grab Finn's firm dick. Her round, naked ass was being pressed and played with by the palm of the his strong hand.
"Damn! I wish I had popcorn for this shit." she said out loud.
Two perfectly gorgeous bodies entangled in lust! The sight was thrilling. Finn had the Italian girl against the far wall and was kissing her breasts. The Italian model's nipples now erect and beautiful, shined in the sunlight streaming through the window pane. She stared up at the ceiling with her lips open gasping in passion. He sucked her nipple until it 'popped' from his mouth leaving it even more erect than before. Mika slid to the door and locked it. She did not want to get caught watching.
'Model make-up sex. This is almost too good to be true.' she thought to herself.
