A sharp knock at the door jars me from my work on the laptop. I look at the clock, am. Who would be knocking at my door at this time of the morning I think to myself. I walk slowly over and the door creaks slightly as I open it to peek through to see who is there. The door is suddenly pushed open and I am slammed to the wall behind me knocking the wind from my lungs. Dazed I look up to see the door slamming shut and a hand wrapping itself around my throat.
I've been in the business of erotic modeling for three years already and I love every minute of it. It's gotten me through college and I've made new friends through this job. Fortunately for me, I've advanced in a short time. That is, if you want to call getting better assignments an advancement. You see, the way it goes in this company, Hardcore Modeling Agency, you may begin as an amatuer model who does simple shoots like foot modeling, hand modeling, etc.
In honor of the nude day theme, this is about a group of coworkers challenged to a week of clothing optional office hours. Not surprisingly, unspoken attractions come to light, and culminate in an unexpected group sex spectacle. Please enjoy, and don't forget to vote if you appreciated the ride! I hated Monday mornings, especially rainy ones. Not that I had a bad job, Monday morning was just Monday morning.