It has been 18 years since Marc retired from his construction job collecting the pension he accumulated over the thirty years he worked. Rebecca his wife, who everyone affectionately calls Becca, was a house wife who took care of the kids. She also took care of her mother and father until they passed away, so she has had very little work experience outside of the family. The 68 year old grandmother lamented that she wished she could find a job to add to their retirement she and her husband were receiving. They were having breakfast at a local diner they frequented discussing this. They were overheard by Bruce who travels from Greenfield to the Berkshires, and knew the older couple from the diner, sitting with them many times over the last few years.
Bruce walked over to the couple, he said. "I couldn't help overhearing your conversation. I would like to help you by possibly hiring Becca from time to time, if both are agreeable."
Becca said. "I have very little work experience I raised two children and took care of my parents until they passed away."
"Can I sit with you and explain my needs?" Bruce asked.
"Yes you know you're always welcome to sit with us." Becca and Marc said in unison.
Bruce sat down and started his pitch stating. "Becca I would like to say you're a very attractive woman and I would like to use you as a model, with your husband's permission." His ulterior motive was he wanted to groom the mature woman to do erotic modeling.
"I'm not model material I'm too old." Becca said with the emphasis on old.
Bruce and her husband disagreed with her.
Bruce said. "For a woman that is just over fifty years old, you're very attractive. The type of model I was looking for."
Becca with pride corrected him saying. "I'm sixty-eight Years old."
Bruce said. "I'm impressed, I didn't think you were a day older than fifty." He continued. "I am looking for a mature figure model."
Becca asked. "What does a figure model wear?"
Bruce explained. "A figure model poses nude. I want a mature female model so I can do erotic figure studies."
"I wouldn't be able to model nude and I don't know how to pose either" Becca said as soon as Bruce explained his needs.
"Becca if you're willing to try figure modeling I can show you how to pose. I know you will be a great model and probably enjoy it also." Bruce said trying to convince the mature woman to accept his offer.
Marc asked. "How much does modeling pay." He is thinking of his wife nude in front of another man and it excited him.
Bruce said. "I could pay up to One Hundred Dollars for a three hour session, but your husband has to be agreeable to the arrangement?"
Becca was still unsure she could model, so Bruce gave them his card and told them to call him, if they decided Becca wanted to model. He wanted Becca to buy into her exposure, he didn't want to pressure her into it. Bruce wanted her to think it was her idea.
Nothing was said about Becca modeling for about three weeks, although she was having an internal struggle. She doesn't think her body is good enough for a figure model and her upbringing was causing her guilt, that she would like to try to pose for Bruce. What pushed her toward modeling nude was the bill that couldn't be paid. Marc has been working as a consultant and money was due in, but it took a month or two to get the checks.
Becca again said to her husband. "I wish I could find a job."
Marc said. "Call Bruce and schedule a modeling session."
"He is only going to pay me One Hundred Dollars and I need One Hundred and Fifty dollars to pay the overdue bill. I will not model for Bruce with clothes on unless you come with me. I definitely won't model nude without you there, if I can do it at all?" The terrified woman said to her husband.
"It is up to you." Marc said and dropped the subject knowing if he said anything more she would have talked herself out of modeling and having her husband agreeing with her in the process.
The next day Becca received a phone call about the bill. She told the person on the phone that she will have the money at the end of the week, it was Monday presently. One thing about Becca if she gives her word to someone she has to follow through, so in effect this sealed her fate. She will have to model unless by some miracle one of the checks from her husband's clients will be received before Friday.
She gathered her courage and dialed the number on the card Bruce gave her. It rang about 5 times and Becca was just ready to hang up when an out of breath voice said. "Hello this is Bruce."
"This is Becca is the modeling job still open?" She said in almost a whisper.
"Yes it is." He said gleefully.
"I would like to try to model for you, but I need one hundred and fifty dollars for the session." Becca said holding her breath that he will negotiate with her.
Bruce thought for a few minutes and then said. "I will come to your house for the session. If you meet me at the door nude and stay nude the whole time, I will give you two hundred dollars: I would like your husband there when you model. I can be there by nine AM on Wednesday." The Artist going for broke to see if she is desperate enough to take his offer, as he wants her to become accustomed to total nudity when she models.
Becca said in a trembling voice. "That will work, see you then." She hung up the phone, she was excited and scared at the same time. She has never modeled before even with clothes on, now she will be modeling nude for a guy she has met in a diner they frequented. This is all so surreal for Becca to grasp.
Marc was working in his home office when Becca came down she told him. "I will be modeling for Bruce on Wednesday and he will come here for the session." Along with the rest of the instruction he gave her and the amount he will pay her.
Becca was terrified she will be totally exposed to a man who is a casual acquaintance and Marc was ecstatic he will see his wife nude in front of another man.
"Why don't you practice today and tomorrow being nude so it won't be overwhelming for you to take your off clothes for Bruce." Marc said with a disarming smile on his face as he walked over to his wife and started to remove her clothes.
"What are you doing?" His wife said, but gave him little resistance, when he started to undress her.
Marc pulled her blouse over her head; folded it and put the garment on a chair. He then pulled her slacks down and she put her hand on his shoulder as he helped her remove them. He folded the slacks and put them on the chair after she removed her shoes.
"Can I walk around a while in my underwear Marc, please? What if someone comes to the door?" Becca pleaded with her husband.