My name is Betty and I am very depressed. I was laid off from my job last week and don’t see much chance of getting another good one. A job of “flipping hamburgers” doesn’t appeal to me. My husband makes a good salary, but we need two incomes to pay the bills and keep our son in college. Christmas will soon be here and we need money to buy presents.
I looked again at the help wanted ads in the newspaper. With nothing else to do with my time, I browsed all through the classified ads and noticed there were ads for models. I had won a beauty contest back in high school, but now I was forty. I could at least ask if there were modeling jobs for older women.
I dialed the number to hear, “Hello, this is Acme modeling agency. May I help you.”
“Yes, I read your ad for modeling. I won a beauty contest in high school and have kept my shape pretty good. Could you use me?”
“What is your age and hair color?”
“I am forty and a blond”.
“We do have a need for older girls. Come down to our studio tomorrow at ten for an interview.”
That night when my husband came home, I didn’t want to say anything about my modeling interview. I would wait until I knew more about it before I told him.
The next morning I was a little nervous as I walked into the Acme modeling company’s office to be greeted by a young girl. “You’re Betty I assume, please sit down and wait until Tony finishes in the back studio.”
Tony was in the back room finishing up with a man in his fifties and a pretty girl about twenty. I watched as they came through a door into the office where I was waiting.
Tony said to girl, “We can use you again next week. Give us a call”.
As they were leaving, I heard the man say to the girl, “I really enjoyed my time with you, today.”
I was beginning to wish I was much younger so that I could compete in looks with this girl.
Tony addressed me, “If your name is Betty come on in to my studio and meet Tom who helps me with the lights.”
Tom was a little younger than Tony and looked rather handsome for his age.
After we sat down in comfortable chairs, Tony asked, “Tell me about yourself and why you have come here.”
“I recently lost my job and need an income to help my husband pay the bills. I don’t know what kind of modeling jobs you have, but I would appreciate most anything you can give me. I know I’m not young and beautiful like that girl who just left.”
“I think we can give you some work for a girl your age, that is if you want to accept what we offer. Some nudity will be required.”
I responded, “I realize you need girls to model ladies underwear and would accept a job like that.”
Both Tony and Tom smiled, then Tony said, “Stand up and turn around. Let’s see what you look like.”
I stood up and slowly turned around.
“So far that’s good, now remove your blouse and skirt.”
I had fully expected something like that and cooperated by removing them. That left me standing in my bra, panties, and high heels.
Tom said, “Turn around again.”
After I posed for them again, I assumed they would let me put my clothes back on.
Tony said, “We would like to take some sample pictures of you. Please stand over there where Tom can arrange the lights on you.”
I moved over into the position while Tom was adjusting the lights. Tony moved in to take a picture of me.
Tony said, “That’s good, now remove your bra.”
I stalled, “I didn’t think I would have to do that”.
“If you want the job, you will have to cooperate to give us the pictures we want.”
I needed the job, so I reluctantly unsnapped my bra and tossed it to one side letting my ample breasts float free.
Tony instructed, “Lean forward to let your breasts hang down.”
I leaned forward and steadied myself while Tony took some pictures.
Tom handed me what looked like some high thigh black stockings and said, “sit down and put these on”.
I sat down while they watched me put on the first leg and then the other leg. Tony was taking pictures all the time.
“Stand up”, Tony instructed, “you look nice. Now remove your panties.”
I said, “I didn’t come her to take nude pictures. I thought I would be modeling clothing.”
He quickly responded, “We have to take pictures of what we can sell. If you want to make money, this is the modeling job we have for you. You’ve gone along this far with us, you might as well continue and we’ll pay you for this session.”
I knew I could use the money so decided to continue. I let my panties slide down my legs and stepped out of them.
Tony instructed, “Turn around slowly and smile while I take pictures.”
After I had turned completely around he said, “Now turn your back to us, spread your legs, bend over and look between your legs at us.”
I did as instructed. When I was looking though my legs at Tony, he was busily taking pictures of my ass and pussy. I wasn’t sure, but I think my pussy lips were gapping open a little. Then it went though my mind what I was actually doing. I was making sexy pictures to be sold to anyone who wanted to buy and see my private parts. Only my husband and doctor have had the opportunity to see me like this. Until now.
Tony said, “Reach between your legs and spread your pussy lips.”
As I did this, Tony moved up to take several close up shots.
“Alright, now, sit down in that chair.”
I was glad he was though taking pictures like that.
He continued, “Move your butt up to the edge of the chair, pull your legs up and smile.”
I wasn’t too happy about this and it was difficult to smile through the ordeal. Evidently he wanted more pictures of my pussy because he took shots of my full body then moved for close ups.
He moved back, then said, “Spread your pussy while I take more shots.”
When he had finished, Tony and Tom went into a conference while I waited.
Tony smiled to say, “You can get dressed. You have been a good model and we will pay you the usual amount for this afternoon.”
I counted the money he gave me and felt pleased with what I had earned in a short time, although I was not happy with the thought they were going to sell these pictures.
