Amber was really reconsidering her decision to do this. She was standing in a Koi pond that came just under her breast. She was barefoot and the slime beneath her and the fish bumping in to her was giving her the creeps.
She pulled on the drawstring of her pants tight again trying to make sure then basketball shorts she had on didn't slip. She kept the mantra of "it's five hundred dollars." Playing in her head when yet again one of the fish eluded her.
She had been going at this for two hours. She was almost finished. All she had to do was catch the last three fish and put them in the temporary pool then she would start up the filter and be done.
Her long platinum blonde hair was clipped in a bun at the top of her head. Her sun kissed complexion was currently covered in some sort of moss. She would get sick to her stomach some times and turn her back, to the man sitting nearby, to cuss.
She stole a glance at the man just a few feet away holding on to his ipad. His name was Kyle. Whatever game he was playing or book he was reading had him transfixed. She was wearing a big tshirt of his, her panties, and his basketball shorts. He had made no effort to help her or ask if she was ok when she'd nearly fallen over twice.
He went to the church her mother went to and he had been mentioning he needed help around the house. He had, had knee surgery and things were piling up. When her mother said she'd get paid $20 just to do basic housework she couldn't refuse.
He had hobbled around on crutches asking her to do little tasks here and there. They had gotten to talking and the time had flown by. Three hours later and $60 richer the house looked great. She asked if there was anything else. He said "not really." She decided to press it explaining to him her situation.
Her 20th birthday had been last weekend and she and her best friend had a big party planned for the weekend coming up. She wanted to buy a lot of stuff and get this dress she wanted but it was all adding up to more than she had saved.
"there's no way you're 20." He said it so shocked she got a little defensive. She had handed him her ID to show she was telling the truth. She was pretty touchy about her age because most people said she looked 16.
She was 5'5 and thin as a rail. She had crystal blue eyes but no tits and a small butt. She modeled and the caps on her teeth and expensive dye job in her hair showed that was going well for her.
Reality is that magazine covers and photo shoots looking older was easy. Enough makeup and the right angles she was a dream come true. It was looking younger that was impossible for people. She had done a teen clothing add just the week prior.
Her mother was her agent and she accepted a long time ago her mother owned her money. She gave her an allowance and put the rest towards her college and savings.
Amber knew herself. If she had all the money she made from that she would just get in trouble. It pissed her off some times but at the end of the day she still have more spare cash then most college students.
Kyles demeanor had changed after that topic. She usually came off as abrasive but seeing the nice old man, earl 60's if she had to guess, turn in to a cold shoulder jerk seemed odd. He mentioned that his koi ponded needed cleaning. That it would take hours and it was insanely messy.
He had given her a hundred reasons of why she wouldn't want to do this job and she hadn't listened to any of them because he offered her $440 to round her earnings to $500. Even though she was ruining his clothes and it was almost all over, she had to admit, it wasn't worth it.
Kyle didn't offer her a drink or offer to help. He just sat there on his Ipad drinking a beer sitting in a lawn chair waiting. He was right next to the pond, she didn't understand why he was even out here. It was only 3 but it was still blazing hot. He was sweating and didn't look comfortable. She could only think he didn't believe she'd work hard.
When it was all finished and the koi were swimming in clean water in a temporary pool Amber pulled herself out of the pond. Luckily Kyle was still fixated on his Ipad or he'd have noticed the shorts slip off and little pink panties flash him.
"Do you want something to drink?" She couldn't believe he was asking that now as she sloshed her way back to his house.
She shook her head no "Just a shower and I'll go."
He nodded. "Just leave the clothes outside of the door beforehand so I can wash them right away maybe save them."
The bathroom he had her use was weird. There had to be half a dozen shampoo and body wash containers. A plethora of towels and wash clothes. The weirdest thing though was the frog figurines completely covering the bathroom.
She peeled the wet clothes off her body opening the bathroom door just wide enough to drop his clothes on the ground. She looked at herself in the mirror covered in muck from the stomach down she considered just throwing out her panties.
She peeled them off as well and washed them in the sink. She went to the shelf by her face and picked up one of the frog figurines. It would be weird to have the old man wash them. This would do until she could get them home. She intended on pinning the panties beneath the frog but got a bit of a surprise.
The frog had a cord coming out of the back of it. She wiggled it and pushed on the cord, a small camera with its light on came out of the frogs mouth. She couldn't believe it, the old creep was videotaping people!!
Things all started to click for her. Why he didn't let her use this bathroom before when he thought she was under 18. She bet he had been videotaping her on his Ipad. She knew he could legally do it and she could leave now no questions asked.
She knew it didn't matter though. She was 18 and she doubted they had voice recording. This was his home and she was in it. She also started to realize how the creep could pay her $500 to catch fish. She heard the crutches outside of her door as Kyle walked by to pick up his clothes.
A truly wicked idea came over her. She had done body paint and posed in risqué pictures before. She had even considered porn.
Men liked her body and she liked money. The only reason she hadn't was because she didn't like the thought of all those people touching her. She was a model because she liked to be looked at not touched.
She talked to a guy at a strip joint once but said she looked too young. That she should consider fake tits. Her mother nearly lost it when she asked for 10 grand in plastic surgery.
Before she gave it a second thought she got in the shower. At first it was her really showering. Keeping her hair in the bun until she had scrubbed raw to get all the dirt off.
She took that time to see where all the frog statues were. Every corner high and low this guy was going all out for every angle.
She decided it was time to have fun once she couldn't find any more dirt on herself. She dropped her wash clothes "oops" she bent forward slowly her pussy and ass in front of one of the cameras. She angled her feet knowing he'd see the water running down her ass and thighs.
She stood up slowly. Her hair now wet she let it out of her bun and let her hair get soaked. She pushed it away from her face biting her lip.
Running her hands over her face and down her body to squeeze her A cup tits. She let the water hit her chest as she looked up into one corner. She stared at one of the frog's dead on. She gently rubbed and pulled her small nipples.
She stayed doing that for a bit unsure of what to do next. She thought of the pornos she'd sometimes watch by herself. The general theme seemed messy. Cum and spit dripping off of everything.
She grabbed the white body wash making it up as she went along. She tilted her head back so two cameras had a full image of her body. She brought the bottle over her chest and let it ooze out.
A line of white slip over her breast down her stomach. "that looks like cum right?" She thought to herself not caring that she was wasting it all. The old pervert could afford it.
