Easy Money: Kayla's Audition - Sex Stories

Easy Money: Kayla's Audition

... me. My gut told me to turn around and go home, but I pushed myself forward to knock on the door. A few seconds later a man that made me do a double take opened the door. He had to be in his mid-thirties and had the kind of looks that told me that he didn’t need to trick women into getting naked for him. Everything from his perfectly styled black hair to his stylish dress shirt and expensive looking dress slacks said that he could get any woman he wanted. The way his dress shirt fit him told me that he visited the gym a regular basis and for a moment I forgot why I was there until he spoke. “Kara?” I nodded my head yes and he waved me in, closing the door behind me. “I’m Mark.” He took my hand with his strong grip and shook it. His eyes took me in, examining my curves and peeking into the low cut of my t-shirt. I felt like a piece of meat, but with him looking at me I liked it. I followed him through the small front room which I assumed was for his secretary. Right now, the desk sat empty. He led me down a hallway to a larger office in the back with a large modern looking desk, a leather chair that he sat in and a black leather couch that he pointed towards for me. I sat in it and looked at all of the equipment around the office. Cameras, tripods, and lights, all waiting to be used. It made it seem more legit to me, but at the same time being in front of the cameras, even with them off made me nervous. “I didn’t see your car pull up. Usually, the headlights give it away.” ...

... “Um, yeah. I walked.” I could feel my face turning red. He didn’t respond right away and forced me to fill in the silence. “My car wouldn't start today, so I have to get it repaired.” “That’s never fun. I hope it won’t be expensive.” “Me too, but it’s looking that way.” He looked me up and down again, focusing mostly on my chest. “You seem smart, so I’ll get straight to the point with you.” I straightened my shorts and nodded my head like I did this every day, however my heart started to pound. “I work for a company that runs a number of websites. My job is to find women like you to model for these websites. I have to make sure that the women I choose would be a good fit. Do you understand?” “I think so,” I said softly. “Good. One of these websites is where young women like you pose in just a bikini or lingerie. It’s completely non-nude, meaning you would never have to get naked in front of the camera. The pay is fifty dollars per shoot, each shoot is generally about an hour. At first we’d need five to ten shots, so that we have plenty of content for the website. After that, it would probably once or twice a month.” “That sounds good.” I said with hesitation. I worried about my parents and friends finding out, scared of what they might say…but what were the chances they would find out? After doing the initial work, I would hopefully have enough money for the repairs to my car and could quit. “I also get this feeling that you would like to earn more than that. Do you have another ...