Authors note:
Well this was actually quite hard to write as in a way it really happened. There are many regrets here and some real issues.
Though it's natural to enjoy the sex.
So please comment and let me know how I've done
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Seduction?
Felicity looked out of her window, it was a cold day and the rain pelted against the glass, blurring the view of the streets.
Everything looked wet and shiny.
Cars splashed by, kicking up streams of water as they passed.
She shivered, not because she was cold, but because she knew she would have to go out into that miserable weather.
She didn't fancy her chances of getting to the studio without getting soaked. Even with a raincoat and umbrella, she was bound to get wet.
The rain came in waves, blown sideways by the strong winds of the early autumn storm.
Felicity shook her head in annoyance, she wished she hadn't promised to pose for the club today. It wasn't as if they paid much for her time.
Picking up her phone she dialled Nathen, he answered almost immediately.
"Hello?"
"Hi Nathen, I was wondering if the weather had changed your plans?" she asked hopefully.
"Oh, hi Flick, no, the club is still meeting, though it will only be four of us." He answered cheerfully, "You ARE still coming?" he continued with what sounded like a hint of worry that she would let them down.
Inwardly she swore to herself 'FUCK', "Yeah, I'll be there. I promised I would." She said with false cheer.
Nathen sounded pleased, "Great, I knew we could count on you. See you soon."
"In a bit." She said before hanging up and swearing to herself again.
Nathen was a good friend and had helped her out a lot when she had moved here, she had started modelling for his amateur photography club last year when one of the other models had quit.
It was all very tame and easy, in fact she usually enjoyed it and it had expanded her social circle. She just didn't fancy going out today.
Every now and then, Felicity wanted to stay at home and do nothing, this was one of those days. No great drama, just a selfish desire to be alone.
She had a good book on the go and would have dearly loved to finish it today.
Still, she had made a promise and was the kind of person who hated letting people down.
With a sigh, she took one last look out of the window before going to get herself dressed and ready for the boys at the club.
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Felicity or 'Flick' as most people called her, was quite pretty, she wasn't overly confident in her appearance, but she knew that people often liked what they saw.
She was fairly short, only five foot two inches in height. Slim but not skinny, a small waist and hips allowed her to wear most tight skirts or jeans with confidence that her bum wasn't going to look fat.
Up top was a different story, she had unusually large breasts for her size. Her DD tits were a constant pain and she disliked being so busty. It's difficult to make an outfit look decent when your boobs are that big.
Nice bra's in her size were hard to find and expensive, most of the shops didn't make pretty lacy bra's in her size that offered support AND cuteness. While tops often made her cleavage obscene.
She did have a pleasant face, large bluish green eyes, pretty bow shaped lips and a straight nose. She did have to wear glasses though and that took away from her attractive face, or that's how she felt anyway.
Her hair was her favourite thing about her, it was a light reddish blonde, not quite ginger or red, more like a light gold with a rose tint. It hung straight and long before ending in slightly wavy curls near the bottom.
She had let it grow all her life, only trimming it a little so that at the age of twenty three it now went well past her bum and touched the back of her thighs.
It was incredibly heavy, yet it's weight offset the weight of her boobs at the front, in a way balancing her out.
Usually she wore it in a long single braid down her back or done to one side so that it hung over her shoulder and over her right breast.
Today she wore it up, so that it's mass and length was piled atop her head with an artful bit left dangling down the back of her head to brush her shoulder blades.
She had already been informed by Nathen they were going for a classical look in today's shoot, so she wore a full length dress that flowed over her small body in folds and wispy pleats, creating an almost ancient Greek look.
It was fairly low cut at the top, exposing her boobs in a way that left two globes of soft flesh on display, her pink nipples only a couple of inches from being shown.
Apart from the time she had posed in a bikini, this was probably the sexiest she had looked for the club.
The floaty light weight material was like gossamer along her legs and she could discern the shape of them through the material with ease, even her white thong was partially visible along with the expensive half cup bra she wore.
She smiled at her reflection, pleased with the look. It was pretty an a little bit sexy, yet not sluttish or tarty.
Yes she was showing a lot of boobage, but it went with the outfit in a way that was more innocently flirtatious than anything else.
Felicity had to admit that now she was all dressed up for the shoot she was almost looking forward to it.
She put the four inched heel strappy sandals into a bag and pulled on her brown leather boots. It wouldn't do to get her white shoes mucky on the way to the club.
It was still poring with rain, she pulled on the long trench coat and buttoned it up before doing up the belt.
As she stepped out of her flat she raised her brolly and set off at a brisk pace for the bus stop.
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As she had feared the rain coat and brolly were defeated by the lashing rain was the wind made it slash in at a sharp angle.
By the time she reached Nathen's studio she was soaked through and had to take twenty minutes to dry off.
Nathen didn't mind as she had arrived early and even if she had been late he wouldn't have said anything. He was well aware that Flick did this as a favour more than anything else.
