” When I sat down, he was all business. “I get a lot of artists coming in here, some I’ve known for years. Several have expressed an interest in...using you for a model.” He mentioned the name of one who was actually in a couple of museums. An artist’s model? That had always seemed so romantic to me. The famous artist and his muse, featured in all his best paintings. The smart thing, though, would be to quit modeling altogether before my family found out. “I don’t know,” I said. “What I had in. .what are you……. Shut up slut dont fucking talk till I tell you ok? Lift your skirt up round your waist I want to see your ass, thats it bitch, ooh I like them knickers, take them off. Fiona hesitated momentarily then hooked her fingers in her knickers and peeled them down she let go and they dropped down round ankles. Gary bent down and tapped her calves urging her to step out of the knickers. Gary picked them up and stuffed them in his pocket, a souvenir of the occasion. Gary then kicked her. But I couldn’t go.I could see that she was breathing hard as she stared at my cock. When she saw I wasn’t peeing she suggested that I remove my clothes as it may relax me. I knew it didn’t make sense but I did it anyway. I was getting way turned on by exhibiting myself. I was completely passive, completely obedient. I got undressed and got back into the tub totally nude. As I held my dick in one hand I looked at her body. I was wanting to see something of her beneath those old clothes. . .Aapki job kaise chal raha hai?Aunty : sahi hai..Zyaada khas nahi..Tumhe to pata hi hai aakjal sab naam ka ho gaya hai.. And uper se salary bhi itni nahi hai..Me : aap phir dusri naukri kyun nahi dekhti (itne mai meri najar bed ne neeche pade dildo pe gayi)Aunty : haan dekh to rahi hunMe : (mai ussi dildo mai kho gaya and ussi ke baare mai soch raha tha)Aunty :arey kahan kho gayeMe : nahi nahi..Soch raha tha ki agar mai kuch help kar saku toAunty : ohh tum kitne ache ho kitna khayal rakhte.