Audrey lived the perfect suburban life.
Growing up she was always the 'good girl.' She worked hard in school and paid her way through college with a part time modeling career. Modeling had always been a passion of hers and she had a natural talent for it.
In her adult life she became the pillar of the community. Everyone loved being around her and doing business in real estate was easy as a result. She was one of the most financially successful people in the neighborhood, and she gave back whenever she could, participating in charity events and PTA meetings.
The recent downturn in the housing market was trouble for her financially. She was still paying for her son's expensive college education, and she was accustomed to a certain lifestyle that she worked so hard to archive.
She tried her best to look for extra modeling work for women her age. But at 43 years of age, it wasn't easy anymore. She sent out resumes and worked the audition circuit, but success was no longer assured. Things changed the day she visited a particular modeling agency...
Perfect Suburban Mother
The doorbell rang early that morning. When Audrey opened the front door, she saw a sophisticated looking woman, early-50's in age, wearing stylish designer clothes and expensive jewelry.
"You must be Audrey," the lady said. "My name is Miranda. I'm the managing director of the local modeling agency and I believe you took some test shots for us recently."
The two women smiled at each other and shook hands.
"That's me. I've seen in you in the studio before, but we've never formally met. Please come in!"
Audrey was beaming with excitement as the two women sat down in the living room couch. She knew that a personal visit by the boss could only be a good thing.
"I'm sure you must be wondering what I'm doing here," Miranda said.
"A job offer I hope. I've applied to quite a few agencies and I haven't had much luck so far."
"That's rather unfortunate for a beautiful woman such as yourself. But I'm happy to say that your luck is about to change. I was looking through a pile of our recent applicants, and you really caught my eye."
"Well I'm very happy to hear that," Audrey smiled.
Miranda nodded without expression. "You have precisely the right background and personal story I'm looking for. Sure there are plenty of attractive women out there. But what separates you from other models your age is that you're a classy business woman who's also a prominent member of society. I'm absolutely positive that our clientele would be
very
interested in what you have to offer."
"I'm glad you see that in me," Audrey replied proudly. "I've always been a motivated and energetic person in life. I'm also a big believer in creating a strong bond within the community. So it would definitely be nice to work with someone like you who appreciates that."
"We're going to get along just fine," she nodded.
"So what kind of work did you have in mind for me?"
"You currently live alone, is that correct?" Miranda asked. "The form you filled out says you have a son, but that he recently moved out to college."
"That's right. But he's planning on coming back in two weeks for his summer break."
"Good timing. What I'm preparing to offer you is a very generous deal. You see, my business continues to strive based on women like you; women who are everyday soccer moms, but who also like to indulge and explore their sexual side."
Audrey shook her head in disbelief. "I'm sorry, there must be some sort of misunderstanding here. I contacted your agency because I'm interested in modeling gigs for clothing companies. I'm not interested in anything involving sex or nudity. I apologize if I misled you in any way."
"Don't apologize. There's no mistake here. I know exactly what I want and you're it."
Miranda opened her designer purse and took out a small envelope, handing it over to Audrey.
"What's this?"
"It's a $5,000 signing bonus if you agree to work with us. Are you familiar with how webcams work?"
"I use it sometimes to talk to friends and family over the internet," Audrey skeptically replied. "But obviously you're talking about the adult kind of web cams."
"You catch on fast," Miranda smiled.
"There are thousands of other girls out there who are much younger than me and would do this for half the price. So why are you asking me about this?"
A sly grin appeared on Miranda's face. "College girls are a dime a dozen. I want the perfect suburban mother. What men are
really
interested in these days are women who are smart and sophisticated like you are. Your background and the way you look sells, and you could make a lot of money doing this."
"I'm sorry," Audrey replied. "There's no way I could ever involve myself in anything that's pornographic. It's not for me. Besides, if anyone ever finds out, I'd..."
"I can tell you with absolute certainty that none of our members live in this area. Our clientele is mostly from the east coast and Europe. I can also assure you that none of the content you produce will ever float around the internet because of the strict provisions we have."
Audrey took a deep breath and thought for a moment. "I don't know. Growing up I promised myself and my parents that I would never do anything like this when I started modeling."
"They won't find out. No one will ever find out aside from myself, my employees, and our clients- all of whom have signed nondisclosure agreements."
"So what do I have to do?" she asked cautiously.
"Just be yourself," Miranda simply stated. "We'll install hidden web cams throughout your house, which will be activated for only a 24 hour period. Our clients pay to watch the video feeds."
"You're telling me that wealthy men are willing to pay thousands of dollars to see me lounge around the house all day doing nothing?"
"No. You'll be required to be naked at all times."
Audrey froze and was at a complete loss for words.
"This must be some sort of mistake," Audrey meekly replied. "I'm not an exhibitionist in any way, and this was only meant to be a side job for extra cash."
"There's no mistake here. I've been in this business for a very long time and I recognize adventurous women when I see them. You have the potential to make a lot of money, and I can tell you're longing for some excitement in your life."
"How much will I get paid?" she asked softly.
Miranda smiled, "That depends on how
interesting
you are. If you agree to this, you'll be the highest billed woman for our Nude Day event next Friday, and I would need you naked all day. The more interesting and provocative you are, the more attention you'll receive from wealthy clients."
"Can you guarantee that
no one
in this area will ever know about this? I don't think I could ever forgive myself if my friends or family found out. My life would be completely ruined."
"You have my guarantee. There's no one in this area who's registered to watch these video feeds. And like I said earlier, we have a strict policy with our clients. How else could we convince prim & proper women like yourself to work for us?"
"Fine," Audrey hesitantly agreed. "I'll do it, but only on one condition."
"Name it."
"This is only for your Nude Day event. I want the cameras removed from my house afterwards."
Miranda smiled and pulled a contract out of her purse. "That can easily be arranged. But I must warn you, most women in your position find this line of work to be addicting."
***
It was 8 am on Nude Day. The week had been filled with nerves for Audrey in anticipation of the deal, but she convinced herself she was doing the right thing.
'It's just this once,'
she told herself as she looked in the mirror.
'Once and I'll never do it again. It's harmless and no one will ever find out.'
After washing herself in the bathroom, she put her hands on the knot of her robe and took a deep breath. The cameras installed in her bathroom were watching, along with an unknown number of clients.
Her fingers untied the knot and she slid the robe off. She stood in front of the mirror completely naked. There was no doubt that she had the body of a model, or a former model at least. Age was visible throughout her figure, but she was still satisfied by her appeared.
She strolled around her bedroom thinking of her next move. She remember Miranda's words, that the more 'interesting' she made the show, the more money she would make from clients. Ideas swirled through her mind: Maybe she would be tame and focus on household chores? Maybe a workout and some stretching? Or maybe she would be more provocative and masturbate openly on her bed?
***
Just as she was starting to get comfortable at the thought of anonymous men looking at her naked body, the phone suddenly rang:
"Hello," she answered.
"Hey mom," Dylan replied on the other line. "I hope I didn't wake you."
"No worries. I was already awake because of some business I need to take care of."
"That's good to hear. Anyway, my friend caught a horrible case of food poisoning last night so our trip to Vegas is delayed until another time. I'm at the gas station right now and I'm on my way home."
Audrey's heart nearly skipped a beat.
"What!? You're coming home now!? I thought you weren't coming back until next week?"
Dylan was taken by surprised at his mother's reaction. "Calm down, I thought you always used to complain that I don't visit you enough? But anyway, we're rescheduling our trip for later. Sorry if I'm interrupting your work or anything."
"Of course I want you home...but it's just...I'm in the middle of something which needs 100% of my attention. I'm sure you can understand that."
"Well no wonder you sound so edgy. Don't worry, I'll be really quiet, and I promise that you won't even know I'm there."
She took a deep breath. "I hate to say this, but do you think you can come back home
tomorrow
instead? I really need the house all to myself."
"Ugh...I didn't want to call you earlier and wake you up, but I already drove for several hours. I can turn back if it's that important to you."
"Don't," she replied. "Forget that I said any of this. I'll see you when you're back home."
"Okay, I didn't mean to ruin..."
***
Audrey hung up the phone before her son could reply, and she immediately called Miranda:
"Well good morning Audrey," she answered. "I didn't expect to hear from you so soon. I'm glad to see that you're off to a good start."
"That's the thing," Audrey meekly replied. "My son is on his way home, and I'm sorry to say that I'll have to cancel our arrangement for today. We can definitely reschedule something in the near future once his summer break is over."
"Reschedule?" Miranda asked. "Why would we do that? You've already peaked the interest of a number of wealthy clients who've just heard your phone conversation. I'm getting flooded with messages as we speak."
