It was time for the annual fundraising drive put on by the local organization that supports veterans. Erica Smith always made sure to volunteer or help however she could since veterans were so near and dear to her heart. Erica grew up in a family of patriots who loved to serve their country. Being raised by two parents who both served in the military made her dedicated to serving those who had served themselves.
Erica was cursing herself for running late as usual but this time she had a valid excuse. Her hair appointment was delayed because her usual stylist was out sick, so she had to use the only stylist who was free. Erica had seen this stylist before but never used her. She was quite older than the rest of the stylist in the salon, but Erica did not have time to be picky today.
Turns out the woman's name was Gladys and being that she was in her late 60's, she was limited on her knowledge of modern hairstyles. She convinced Erica to try something new and let her work her magic on Erica's beautiful hair. Erica was doubtful but she was also confident that she could pull off any look.
For a housewife in her low-30's, Erica was an absolute bombshell. Standing at 5 foot 9 inches, Erica was a classically beautiful woman with long brunette hair. She had legs that went on for days, a round juicy booty, large and firm C cup breasts, and eyes that could seduce any man that ever crossed her path.
Erica had her fun back in her 20s with seducing men and using them to get what she wanted without hardly ever giving them anything they wanted in return. She always thought that one day this would catch up to her but so far, her luck had not run out. She did eventually get bored with using men, and sometimes women, as play toys and she eventually settled down with her husband Tim.
Tim was a good-looking man that provided for Erica's every need. She provided for him with children and as a pleasant bonus she was the eye candy trophy wife that he always dreamed of. Erica made sure to keep her eye candy status by working her ass off to keep her figure after both children burst on to the scene. She was very proud of how she managed to do this and was getting aroused thinking of her own figure when Gladys' voice woke her up from her daydream.
"What do you think of it Honey"? Gladys asked for the third time while wondering what this woman could possibly be thinking of. Erica snapped to attention and turned to look in the mirror that Gladys had provided. The hairstyle was what Erica would have described as vintage and gave her vibes of the golden age of Hollywood. She had lots of bouncy curls and she had the distinct feeling that she resembled what you would call a classic pin up girl. Erica loved the look since so much of her family was involved in the military and she thanked Gladys for her work and quickly left to get to the volunteer organization meeting.
Gerry was getting impatient and starting to wonder if the last volunteer assigned to his team would ever arrive. He had already assigned the rest of his volunteers to their tasks and he was starting to think of what fun he could get into by the end of the fundraising week. Generally, there were all sorts of events and parties that he could prowl while looking for women to seduce. Having been in the Vietnam war himself, he was passionate about the purpose of the organization, but he was also gifted with an appreciation for life that made him fully value every day he had on this Earth. Surviving a brutal war will have that effect on you.
Gerry was what you would commonly call a silver fox. Being in his upper 60s he could easily pass for a man in his low-50s or possibly late 40s on a good day. He kept in shape but doing his usual boxing workouts and made sure to keep up with his internal and external wellbeing. He stood at 6 foot 4 inches, had a full head of white hair, great muscle tone for his age, and a chiseled jaw that could make any woman faint that crossed his path.
Gerry had no problem with the ladies and was caught up in a daydream of chasing skirts when a soft-spoken voice interrupted his playboy thoughts.
"Hello Sir is your name Gerry and are you in charge here"? Gerry turned to see a beautiful tall woman that almost took his breath away.
"Why yes I am Gerry" he said. "And what might your name be"? The model looking woman said that her name was Erica Smith and that she was very sorry for running late. She hoped that she was not too late and that there was still something that she could do to help during the fundraising week. Gerry could not help but smirk and laugh on the inside as he thought of how lucky he was to have this gorgeous woman fall right into his lap.
"Yes, Erica it is a pleasure to meet you and I am sure there is someway we can get you to perform and serve a purpose".
Erica was relieved to hear this. With her husband out of town for work with his secretary (as usual) and the kids off to summer camp, Erica needed something to occupy her time besides working out.
Gerry had a rough outline of what he wanted to do but he needed more time to set up his trap. "Tell you what", says Gerry. "We have done most of what we can here today, you should come to my office in a few days and I will set you up with something you can do that will be a big help". "I will send you further instructions later tonight so that you can prepare for the function."
"That sounds great" said Erica and she turned to walk out of the office relived that she had not missed her chance to volunteer.
As Gerry watched her walk away, he couldn't help but feel like a hunter watching its prey walk right into his scope.
Gerry raced back to his home office and began converting it into a photography studio. The space was essentially his garage that stored a few odds and ends from his war memorabilia. Seeing Erica's hairstyle and hourglass figure had given him the idea to create his own pin up calendar. Erica would be his very first model and if his plan actually worked out, he could serve his needs, and make some money for the volunteer organization.