Madison Models for Coworkers - Sex Stories

Madison Models for Coworkers

... never comes up in front of her coworkers, as Madison looked a little too excited when I drew the comparison).

Madison typed up a reply to Lena, who was ecstatic that Maddie said she could use all the shots and thanked her profusely.

With that, the excitement over the photoshoot carried us along for a few very hot nights and then faded out of sight and out of mind.

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About a week later, Lena sent Madison a link to her new boudoir page on the photography business website. It had a very dark and sexy look, with large photos of Maddie blown up to serve as hero images and example materials.

All the best pics made appearances, and the scorching collection looked entirely professional when accompanied by photo package options and prices, with a lovely behind-the-scenes shot at the bottom of the page next to a contact form. I'll hand it to them; it really made it seem like Lena was skilled and fun to work with.

While we didn't technically break new ground with Madison's modeling, I could tell that her attitude toward exhibitionism was changing. I was too bashful to ask, and she was too bashful to admit it, but after nearly a decade of marriage you learn to read a person. Sure, the money would be nice, but I could tell that she was excited about her foray into modeling for more reasons than that.

I knew she would be in front of the camera again soon.

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Bonus Epilogue: Madison Gets Pulled Into the Boss's Office

Follow Madison as her workplace ...

... popularity grows.

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Madison walked gingerly through the front doors of her gray, corporate filing cabinet office building in the suburbs, moving with the quiet determination of the working-class employee who doesn't want to wake up early on a Monday but isn't quite ready to embrace a reputation for being late.

Her heels clicked against the faux-marble floors rhythmically as she cut left towards the elevators and ducked into a crowded lift right before it closed.

After a brief stop at nearly every floor between the lobby and her office, she finally popped out of the sliding doors of the elevator and landed on the delightfully mundane blue carpet tiles of her office, 8 AM on the nose.

A small group of the regular slackers was already gathered around the reception desk, making quick work of the cheap coffee. The smell was decidedly stale to anyone who actually enjoyed coffee, but years of consumption had helped Madison into a nice caffeine addiction.

As she inhaled the fumes of liquid productivity, she straightened her clothes and nimbly made her way through the modest crowd to get her morning fix, collecting and distributing "good mornings" as she went along.

"Good morning, Mads," Lena cooed from where she stood, leaning against the wall behind the reception desk, her own cup of coffee, likely her second or third, held lightly to her painted black lips.

"Good morning, Lena," Madison replied warmly, trotting over to trade cheek kisses with Lena before ...