As soon as we stepped out of the door she grabbed my hard cock through my pants telling me she was disappointed that a young woman could get me so har... without doing anything but that she could see this girls potential. She was going to ring John and tell him she recommended our agency itself to sign her up. Telling me I could use the number two studio with Susan and one of our lighting lads, a coloured guy called Gary. While the two other models and the photographer they had coming in could. I just cannot deny it. I have always been frightened that if Sara were to flirt just a little too far, I might do something which would affect my relationship with both my wife and Sara herself.Late today, Sara asked me to come and have a look at something in the back office. This was not unusual. It often happened when one of us had some juicy gossip to spread, but didn't want anyone else to know. She followed me into the back office and shut the door behind her. It was then she just came out. I felt embarrassed FOR her and needed to know if she wanted help covering up. She was still basically modest and briefly reacted to being suddenly exposed, then stopped trying to cover up. She remembered that there was a penalty for not complying with the game and had to decide if I was worth exposing everything to strangers AND friends, forever foregoing her modesty. It was, I was, and she was entering her hell for me. All these years later and still being a BEST friend. No wonder I loved her. I feelkinda wobbly."Cori led me over to her desk, rolled the office chair out and helped mesit down. "Just rest here for a minute. Should I call Mom?" No, I'll be okay." As I waited for the wooziness to pass, Cori croucheddown by my side and laid a hand on my shoulder. "Bobby, what justhappened, and what did you mean that was your dress?" I dunno what happened. I just saw the dress and..." I tried to swallow,but my tongue felt like it was stuck to the back of my throat. "Cori,you gotta swear.