My name's Tom, I am a manager at my Uncles factory, he is called George, aged 56. We make ladies underwear, lingerie, fun wear etc. My Uncle is basically - not a nice man, he takes great delight imposing his power upon others under him; he treats his work force (me included) like shit. Why stay working for him you might ask? I used to have my own business until things went bad, he bailed me out financially and now he holds the mortgage on my house, he owns the car I drive, and I am paying off money I borrowed from him. I dream that one day I will be able to break away, start my own business again but for now I need this job.
Late one Wednesday afternoon he called me into his office. He told me that he had two important buyers coming to see him on Friday, he was going to take them out for a 'softening up' dinner, then he intended to show them some of the new range we were currently working on. These guys represented the largest wholesalers in the country, they already dealt with us but if they liked the new range it would be worth a lot of money.
He said he wanted someone to model the range, someone who, as he put it would 'try their hardest to achieve a big order', someone who he could trust, and someone who had a lot to lose if the order didn't happen. He had lost me, why was he telling me all this, what did he want me to do, model the range myself? He must have seen the puzzled look on my face, "I want Julie to model the range," he said.
Julie is my wife; we have been married for 6 years. She is 28, tall, blonde and up until we got married she used to be a fashion / photographic model, she has still got her gorgeous figure and her sexy looks. When we first met she told me of her past, there was a time when she was short of money and briefly turned to glamour work to earn a living, sometimes posing with other girls and men for hardcore photos, I have some of the XXX magazines she appeared in and although I have never told her, I find them to be a big turn on.
I tried to tell him that Julie does not do modelling work anymore and would not be keen to start again, he looked at me with anger in his eyes, "let me put it this way Tom, if Julie does not do what I want you're finished here, on the other hand, if she does and we get that order you can forget about the debt you owe me". He knew I had no option, if I left now I would be ruined, bankrupt. "I will ask her tonight, it will be her decision", I said.
He was taking great pleasure out of this, "I need to know first thing tomorrow, oh, and one other thing Tom, I almost forgot to say, tell Julie the order will rest with her". "What are you saying" I asked, "look Tom, if we treat those buyers right the order will be as good as ours and we all benefit, just tell Julie to be nice to them, pamper them a little, indulge in their whims". I should have hit him there and then but he knew how far to push me, how much I would take, he was expecting me to ask my wife to model lingerie and underwear for a couple of guys and then if need be to offer herself to secure the order, "there is no way Julie will go for it" I said, "why can't you get a regular agency model?"
"don't worry Tom, I want you to join us for dinner, then you will be present at the showing, you will be able to see nothing gets out of hand, oh, before you go there's one more thing Tom, I don't want you letting on you are Julie's husband". Over dinner that night Julie sensed something was bothering me and asked me what it was, I explained about my meeting that afternoon with my Uncle and what he wanted her to do, she exploded, "that bastard, just who does he think he is? He has not got the right to treat people like this, especially you - his nephew". I let her go for 5 minutes, she was a little calmer now, "the thing is Julie" I said, "I'll be there with you and it is not like you haven't modelled underwear before is it?"
"I know that Tom, that's not what's worrying me, I don't mind about the modelling side, it could be fun to do it again, it's the part where I might have to, as you put it 'be nice to them', just how nice were you thinking of? How far would I have to go to secure an order?
I tried to reassure her, "I'm sure we are both worrying for no reason, after all these guys are simply looking to place an order, I should think that if they are not happy with the product that will be the end to the evening and it would take a lot more than one very pretty girl to make them change their minds, probably all you will have to do is be pleasant, maybe at the worst you might be expected to 'fool around' a little, to put up with some of their sexual remarks, you know what I mean". She didn't want to do it but if it meant getting out of my Uncles debt and the fact that I would be there with her she said she would.
"There's one more thing love, they are not to know that I am your husband, as far as they are concerned you are a model hired for the night, but if at any time you want to leave just tell me and we will be gone". I couldn't tell her that in truth I was getting turned on with the thought of her parading around in front of four men who were probably thinking of one thing - SEX! When I left home Friday morning Julie and I had made all the necessary plans, there was a suite booked at a hotel in town, she was to make her way there early afternoon, and get ready. All the garments would be delivered to her there, then after dinner George, myself and the other two guys would arrive for the showing. Over dinner George was very free with the booze and by the time the meal had finished we were all a little plastered, when we reached the suite there was no sign of Julie, I looked in the bedroom and found her, she looked fabulous, her hair was styled in a very sexy way and make up was expertly applied, I asked her if she was ok, she said she was a little nervous and that she had drunk quite a few vodka's over the past couple of hours. She then surprised me by saying how horny she felt with the thought of wearing such revealing clothes in front of strangers, when I said that I wasn't a stranger she replied "tonight I don't know you or George, you have made that clear, I am simply a girl who has been paid to model and to flirt with the four of you", she gave me a sexy look and continued to get ready. She had a list of the garments she had to wear and in what order, I returned to the others and sat down. About 5 minutes later she came out, the first items were party dresses and evening wear, the dresses were all skimpy and revealing, most were very low cut and only just contained her tits, her hard, pointed nipples clearly visible through the thin material, some of them so short and with slits at the sides, the tops of her stockings were easily seen.
During her changes the talk mainly consisted of what they would like to do to 'her', how sexy she looked, I noticed bulges were appearing in their trousers - mine was no exception. Julie was certainly getting in to the mood now; she posed sexily, adopting positions that gave us all views of her cleavage and long legs, she stood with one leg lifted up on to the arm of a chair, her dress rode up, her smooth pussy clearly seen. The next half hour she paraded in lingerie, so sheer and flimsy nothing was left to our imaginations. Her firm tits now fully visible beneath the material, her next outfit being a white peephole bra and open crotch panties, she wore white fishnet hold up stockings, she sat on a dining chair facing us, her legs open, she wet a finger and used it to rub at her exposed pussy lips, her other hand playing with a hard nipple poking out of her bra.
The mood in the hotel suite was changing rapidly, the buyers minds were no longer on the order, Uncle George suggested they called a break with the showing, he said for Julie to wait in the bedroom, he asked them if they could discuss the contract, it was then one of them, a guy named Peter who I guess was about 50 came right out with it. "George, we all know the merchandise is ok, we've seen the specifications, the drawings, we've been through the costings, as far as we're concerned we are just about ready to sign along the dotted line, but - there's one thing you could do to for us to finalise the deal".
George looked happy at the news, "name it!" he said, "If there's anything I can do for you guys, you've got it". Peter said that seeing Julie had made their pricks so hard he wondered if George might be able to influence her in some way, to get her to join them all for a 'bit of fun'. George shot a look at me, he probably wondered how I was going to react, I simply shrugged my shoulders, taking this as meaning that I didn't worry, he got up and went into the bedroom that Julie was using for changing, he returned about 10 minutes later.