The kids are finally grown, they are out of the house, Anne is depressed and bored.
When the couple married many years ago, they decided when their children came along, Anne would stay home to take care of their offspring. She quit her job in the banking industry, just before she gave birth to her first child, when the children were old enough to attend school, she took a job as a teaching assistant in the classroom. It didn't pay much, but it gave her some money to spend, and she could be home with the kids, when they were on vacation or sick. Her husband Steve worked long hours, to make the money they needed to survive. Now at the age of fifty-five, she sat home and felt useless, with no skills needed in the job market these days, most of her friends still work, and being an older woman, her job prospects, are limited.
Anne told her husband when he arrived home from work. "I want to get a job to feel I am contributing to our future financial security. I looked at the want ads in the paper and found nothing that paid more than minimum wage."
"Look on Craigslist, see if anything interests you in the help-wanted section." Steve said as he noted his wife's depression as they eat dinner.
The next day Tuesday, Anne called a few more retail outlets that advertised for help in the want ads. All the calls went something like this. "Hi, my name is Anne Grant and I am looking for a part time job." Anne said when someone came on the line.
When the store managers came to the phone, they asked. "Would you be willing to work nights and weekends?"
"No, that is the time my husband and I spend together, and we travel most weekends." Anne said.
Thus, the conversation with the store managers ended with most saying. "We will call you if we have an opening."
After exhausting all job leads in the paper, she went to craigslist, and started looking through the first section she came to and stopped on the 'Artist heading', she found an ad stating "Female model over Fifty-five needed for a men's photography group" giving a phone number and an address downtown, but she wanted to consult with her husband before she answered the ad.
Excited by the ad she found. She told her husband when he arrived home from work that evening. "I found an ad for a mature female model in the artists section of craigslist. What do you think, should I apply?" Showing him the ad, she printed up from the website.
Snickering Steve said. "Call and find out what it entails." Knowing most postings in the Artist section, are looking for nude models, but he didn't say anything to her about that, as he anticipated she wouldn't call, if she knew it was for a figure study model.
Wednesday morning remembering her husband's response and thinking, she would not get the job anyway. Anne was nevertheless intrigued to see what type of model they are looking for, so calling the number, with a young man answering the phone and saying. "Hi, my name is Mark, how may I help you?"
"Mark, I am calling about the modeling job?" Anne squeaking almost in a whisper.
"Great, but I need some information from you, to see if you are someone we can use, if you don't mind?" Mark asked, he did not want to waste his time, if she is not someone they could use.
"No, that would be fine."
"Can you give me your, first name, hair color, height, and measurements to start with?"
"Oh boy here is where I lose the job, before I have an interview." Anne thought and then she said. "I am fifty-five years old; my name is Anne; I have brown hair that is greying. I am five foot six inches tall. My measurements are, Thirty-four, twenty-four, thirty-six. I have green eyes." She stated, embarrassed that she gave so much personal information to someone named Mark over the phone. Someone she does not know.
To her surprise, he said. We would like to meet you." He gave her directions to the studio and an appointment for the next afternoon at One PM while he thought. "The voice is familiar, but I can't place it."
Anne didn't say anything to her husband that night, afraid he would dissuade her from going to the interview, as she is curious as to why they would want a middle-aged woman to model. She wanted to show her husband she could find a job that paid more than minimum wage. Anne anticipated, if she could find the courage to model for the group, it would pay more, but in reality, she didn't think she had 'a snowballs chance in hell' to secure the job.
Thursday, after Steve left for work, Anne took a shower, without giving any thought to her personal grooming, other than her legs and underarms. Anne spent the rest of the morning going through her wardrobe, finally settling on the red dress she saves for special occasions, it fits her body type perfectly, and comes to her knee; white shoes with a three-inch heel, matching red bra and pantie set, with tan pantie hose, to give some color to her legs. Anne applies makeup to highlight her facial features, which she rarely does, or needs. She arrives at the studio a full half hour before her appointment, to meet her interviewer, and see if she will truly be able to go through with the audition, given her reserve nature.
The man she conversed with on the phone Mark, to her surprise when he opened the door for Anne, lived in the neighborhood when he was in school, and went to school with her sons. She recognized him immediately and felt her stressful anticipation of this meeting leave her. He was a friend of her oldest son and when younger was at their house all the time. Now he is a photographer and owns the studio.
Mark thought he recognized Anne's voice over the phone, and pleasantly surprised that she answered the ad, as the woman he knew when he was younger, was very conservative in dress and actions. They talked about the good times had at Anne's home, until it was time for the audition, their conversation calmed Anne's fear of the audition and she was more at ease with her surroundings.
Mark told her. "You are one of the most attractive mothers in the neighborhood where I grew up."
Anne relished all the compliments she received, it has been a long time since she has been complimented about her beauty from men, specifically ones that are young enough to be her sons and was extremely comfortable with Mark. Although she became nervous, when his partner Craig, who is the computer geek and money man for the operation, came into the reception area, and she felt, when he looked at her, he undressed her with his eyes.
He announced. "I am here to view your audition also. My name is Craig, nice to meet you Mrs. Grant." As he was in his office, when the woman came in, and he heard Mark address her.
Mark had Anne follow them to a studio, there are chairs, couches, and tables scattered around the studio. The most discomforting item in the room was a large four-poster bed set, in one corner. Camera equipment stood everywhere in the studio. Mark had her sit on a high stool in front of a blue screen background, and pose facing them. She had to put her heels on the rungs and spread her knees for balance. Craig looked at her and then went to say something to Mark, even before Mark started to photograph her. They discussed something in hushed tones and then Mark turned to Anne.
"Are you willing to remove your panty hose, as the garment will distract from the composition of the photos?" Mark gushed, not because it was true, but because they wanted to have her remove some of her garments at a time, so she will become comfortable in front of them with less clothes on.
"No, I don't mind at all." She reached under her dress, pulled it up in front of the two men, exposed her panties and took off the hoes. It gave her a thrill, to do this in front of her son's friend and a stranger, when she noted their expression while they watched her. This excited Anne. After the compliments she received from Mark today and the comments her husband has made to her about her conservative nature yesterday, it did not embarrass her one bit to do this normally private act of undressing publicly.
She mounted the stool again, now when she spread her legs and faced them the photographer and computer geek could see her red panties. Mark started to take photos, as he stated. "Much better Anne the pantyhose distracted from your lovely legs." He concentrated on taking photos of her legs and crotch of her panties, after a few head shots and ones from her waist up.
After fifteen minutes, Mark stopped and said. "Let's see how these photos came out. Come over to the computer screen Anne, so you can see how lovely you look."
Craig uploaded the photos onto the screen. To her surprise, the first few photos were very good, but she became embarrassed with the photos that concentrated on her legs, she could see the gusset of her pantie become increasingly moist, with each consecutive photo that was taken.
"What do you think of your photos so far?" Craig asked the lovely woman in front of him with the slightly red hue to her complexion.
"The first few shots you took are great, but I am very exposed with the photos of my legs. I don't think they are appropriate as you can see my panties." Anne said to Mark.
"Anne you look beautiful in the photos, you are covered as much as you would be if you had a bathing suit on." Mark countered her last remark.
"I guess you're right." Anne agreed.
Causing both men to smile.
Craig started to discuss the next poses with Mark in hushed tones.
Anne heard Mark say. "I don't think Anne would want to do that considering her remarks about the first set of photos."
Craig said. "But the group expects to have a model that will pose for figure studies?"
Anne Interrupted the men's discussion, to ask. "What do you think I wouldn't do?" Not hearing the type of modeling required during the men's conversation.
