05/28/2000 NICOLE ON HER OWN
I had to find a job real soon. My money was running out and my sublet was just about up. I would have to move soon and I was not going to go back home to live with my parents and let them know that I could not make it on my own. Especially after all the big talk I did. No 18-year-old should have to live by their silly rules.
Looking through the help wanted ads in the newspaper only depressed me. There was nothing in there that I wanted to do. I didn't want to be a waitress, a salesperson or a secretary. Ads that promised a decent living were deceiving. There was usually a catch.
Then I noticed an ad under the domestic section. It read, " Required immediately, domestic to fill full time position, live in required, on call, uniform provided, pay commensurate with experience. References, Call for Appointment" Being someone's' maid was not my idea of a great job, but I was desperate and room and board were included. This would solve all my problems for now, until I was able to find something more to my liking. I would have a place to sleep and my meals would be provided. All I had to do was get the job, without providing references. The only way I could do this was to make the employer think I was the right person for the position. I would have to look and act maturer than my 18 years. This should not be a problem even though I am thin; my 34b-26-35 body would help. Also, I would have to get rid of my attitude.
I called the number and made an appointment with a secretary named Anita for the following morning at 9:30 a.m. The address was in an exclusive area of downtown. It would not take me long to get there. I spent the rest of the day getting ready. Laying out the clothes I was going to wear and perfecting my image. I needed this job and I had to do everything to make sure I got it.
The next morning I arrived at the address about a half-hour early so I sat across the road from the house and waited. I didn't want to be too early. While there, Two other women entered the house at different times. They were much older than I was and they did not stay long. If they were applicants for the job, I don't think they were successful.
Finally it was time to go. I was so nervous. I took a deep breath, collected my thoughts and moved towards the house. The closer I got, the bigger is seemed. This house was massive. It had three floors and was very wide. There was an iron fence and gate in front even though the building was close to the road. Climbing the steps to the huge oak door I rang the bell. Over the intercom someone asked who was there. When I replied, a buzzer sounded and I opened the door and entered. Standing in the vestibule, there was a woman seated at the desk before me. She was dressed rather plainly with dark horned rim glasses and her hair done up in a French roll. She motioned me to come forward and I introduced myself.
Surprisingly, she was not much older than I was but from a distance I thought she was much older. It must have been the way she was dressed. According to the nameplate on her desk, she was Anita, the woman I talked to on the phone. She asked me to have my credentials and references ready before I went for the interview since Ms. Black did not like to waste time. I nodded. A door opened down the hall and another older matronly woman came out, obviously an unsuccessful candidate judging from the look on her face. She brushed by me and she went out the door. Anita was speaking on the phone and then hung up. She told me I could go down the hall to the room the woman just came from, Ms Black would see me now. I was so nervous as I walked down the hall, my legs felt like rubber. All I could hear was my heels clicking on the floor. Reaching the door I knocked and I heard a woman say come in.
There standing before me was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. She was tall, slim, blonde and dressed very elegantly. "Finally" she said, "A young one". "How old are you?" "Why do you want the Job?" "What kind of references would a 18 year old have?" All these questions caught me off guard. I soon realized it would be futile to lie so I told Ms. Black the truth, I desperately needed the job. I did not want to have to move back to my parent's house and admit I could not make it without their help. Hearing this, she told me that I would have to be on duty 24 hours a day, seven days a week. If I wanted time off I had to earn the time away. If I thought I still wanted the job then she would go into further details. I nodded yes I did want the job.
Once Ms. Black got that response from me, she sat on the edge of the desk and became more business like. She explained that she ran a model agency and she kept long hours. As a result, if she needed something she would call on me any time of the day or night. Anita at the desk, tended to the daily business needs and I was to make sure the rest of the house ran smoothly. People, mostly models would drop in at any time to see Ms. Black or just to stay for a day or two between bookings. Because the nature of the business was highly competitive, anything that happened within the building was to be strictly confidential. Did I understand that? I nodded yes. My pay for now, because of my lack of experience would be minimum wage and would be reviewed in three months and upgraded according to my performance during that period. Was that acceptable? I nodded yes. I had no choice; my time was running out.
Ms Black asked me if I had modeled at all or had any training. I said no I hadn't. She stood up and walked around me eyeing me up and down. She felt I was tall enough but it was hard to tell what I looked like with clothes on. Would I mind stripping so she could look at my body? I didn't know what to do, I felt so uncomfortable. She told me that as part of my duties, I was to do as she requested, with no questions. That was the way it was going to be if I wanted the job. I nodded again. This time she told me from now on, I was to address her as Ms. Black, so my response should be "Yes, Ms. Black". So I responded, "Yes Ms. Black, I want the job".
Removing my blouse and skirt, I stood before her in my bra and panties. A smile came to her face and she said very nice. Stepping towards me she placed a finger under my chin and tilted my head back and to the side, then she walked around me. Standing in front of me once again, she told me to remove my bra, since models should not have droopy breasts. As I removed it, my nipples began to harden and I was embarrassed by it and I went to place my hands over them. Ms Black told me to stop. I was not told to do that. I froze. She nodded and told me I had very good possibilities and with a little training I might be a model some day but she needed a second opinion and I had to be measure for a uniform anyway. She went to her desk, picked up the phone and told Anita to come in. I felt so ashamed, standing there half-naked having women look at me.
Anita knocked and entered the room. Ms. Black motioned to her to come forward. Both stood before me, looking at me and Ms. Black asked her what she thought. Anita looked me over, staring at my breasts and moved around me. Anita nodded her approval and Ms. Black told her to go and retrieve a uniform for me to try on. Anita returned and handed it to Ms. Black. She thought it was the right size and told Anita to help me put it on. As Anita came towards me, Ms. Black sat on the edge of the desk to watch. Ms. Black explained to me that the uniform was to be worn every day exactly as I see it today, nothing is to be added or changed. Eventually I would have seven exactly the same, one for everyday of the week.
Anita knelt before me and hooked her fingers into my panties and began to pull them down my legs. I felt so uncomfortable having a girl undress me, having her hands on my body. After I had dressed with Anita's help, I had on black pumps, black nylons, garter belt and a very short black servant or maids outfit that barely covered the cheeks of my bottom when I stood. If I bent over, I was completely exposed, because the uniform did not include underwear. The top of the outfit was very low cut and the top half of my breasts were exposed. I had never seen or worn anything like this before. Looking up at Ms. Black, I could tell she was impressed by the way I looked.
Ms. Black said that if I still wanted the job it was mine. I could start today by walking around the house getting used to it. I said that I had some things at my apartment to get. She told me that my personal items would be sent for, if I gave Anita my address. Everything would be looked after for me. My response, "Yes Ms. Black, I want the job. Anita was told to show me to my room. Although she was about the same age she seemed much older than I. She led me down the hall and up stairs to the third floor and down the hall to the wing of the house. There she stopped before a door and told me it was my room, then she left me standing in the hall as she turned and walked away.
I was so confused; I did not know what was happening. It had all happened so fast, I needed time to sit down and think things over. I opened the door and walked into the room. It was sparsely furnished with a bed, dresser and a wardrobe, not even a full closet. There was a tiny window that looked out over the front entrance of the house. Off in the corner was a tiny water closet and sink. I thought to myself, it was a good thing that I did not have a lot of belongings at the apartment because I would not be able to get much into this room. The only real luxury was the fact that the bed was a double bed. I sat on the bed and it did feel very comfortable.
It was then that I began to think about where I was and how I had got here. Sitting on a bed almost naked, in an almost bare room and still not knowing what my future was or even what my job really was. I then thought if I sat and pondered my situation too much I would not like it, so I decided to get up and take a look around the house and try to familiarize myself with the layout. By the looks of it, it was going to take me a while to figure out where everything was in here since the house was really quite large. Standing up, I also realized it was going to take me a while to get used to wearing these heels all the time.
After leaving my room I walked down the hall the way Anita had brought me up to my room. Only then did I notice all the doors off the hallway, which must be bedrooms where the models slept when they stayed over between bookings. I hoped their rooms were nicer than mine were. I tried one of the doors but it was locked. I then made my way down to the second floor and it was much of the same layout as the third floor. There was a staircase at the end of each hall and I found myself back on the first floor of the house. As I passed by a door I heard voices and I realized it was the office where Ms. Black had interviewed me. I stopped and the voices seemed to be raised in anger so I moved closer to the door to try and hear what was being said. I could hear Anita complaining to Ms. Black. She could not understand why she had hired a young girl with no experience when the other older applicants had much more experience. Ms Black then replied that it was her decision who to hire and Anita was only jealous of me and there was no need for jealousy. She was more than satisfied with Anita's performance. Then I heard Ms. Black tell Anita to come forward and prove to her how capable she was. Then there was silence, and a few moments later I could hear moaning. I did not want to be caught eavesdropping so I continued down the hall to the front entrance. I could not get what had just happened off my mind as I continued my investigation of the house. Eventually I found the Library, Living Room and other rooms on the main floor.
The kitchen was massive with big stainless steel appliances, counter tops and sinks. I opened all the cupboards and in what appeared to be the pantry, I found a complete list of groceries, when to order them and how much to have on hand. I also found a list of names and what each person liked. I could not believe my good luck. This would make this part of the job a lot easier. I had no idea how to run a kitchen. The person before me had done an excellent job.
When I returned to my room a few hours later, there on my bed was my belongings from the apartment but my street clothes were missing. In their place were six identical outfits to the one I was wearing. Attached was a note, which said I was responsible for cleaning and maintaining the outfits. A fresh outfit was to be worn every day. Also there was a beeper on the bed that was to be worn at all times so Ms. Black would be able to reach me if needed. I began to remove my clothes and I noticed I did not have any sleeping attire, so I guess for tonight I would have to sleep in the nude. I removed my uniform and walked over to the sink. There was a wash cloth and soap so I sponged myself clean as best I could and went to bed. I did not sleep well as my mind was wandering over the events of the day. I must have dozed off at one point because I remember waking up and I noticed spots of light on my wall. I could not figure out what they were. I lay there in my bed looking at them wondering what was causing them. I thought maybe something outside was shining in my window. I got up from bed and went to the window but there appeared to be nothing outside that would cause it. I went to the wall and it was then I realized there were holes in the walls and the light from the room on the other side was shining through. There were holes all over the wall and at different heights. I placed my eye to one and I could see into the other room. I was able to get o view of the bed and the area around it. The room seemed to be a little bettering furnished and a little more fancy than mine but it was about the same size. It seemed strange that there would be so many holes in the wall. I would mention it to Ms. Black about getting them repaired. I thought it must have been from pictures and knick-knacks that were hung on the wall by different occupants of the rooms. I made my way back to bed and eventually I fell asleep.
I woke up to the sound of the beeper going off. I lay there momentarily, not knowing what was making the noise before I realized what it was. I jumped out of bed. I did not know what time it was, but it seemed I had just fallen asleep. I got into my uniform as fast as I could and I made my way downstairs to Ms. Black's office. I knocked on the door and waited to be told to enter. Ms Black was sitting at her desk and as I stood before her, she began to tell me about the daily routine that was expected of me and once again she mentioned the fact that models would drop by the house any time of day and stay over. I was responsible for maintaining the cleanliness of their rooms and supplying anything that they may require. They would beep me if I were needed; otherwise I was not to bother them. Saturdays at the house were dedicated to auditioning young women who thought they were modeling material or young girls whose families thought they were the next super models. It was Ms. Black who determined their future on that day and whether or not she took them under her wing. I took this time to mention to her about the holes in the walls and she said she would make sure the maintenance man was notified of the problem.
The rest of the week was pretty uneventful and I began to get familiar with the layout of the house and I even found a few short cuts to get to the other side. Anita was still pretty cool to me and I watched what I said around her. She had to learn to loosen up a little. On Friday afternoon, the models started to appear at the house. As they arrived they went in to see Ms. Black and then went about their business. A few of them asked me who I was and gave me the once over but the majority of them ignored me. Saturday Morning the front hall of the house began to fill up with the young women and girls that Ms. Black had mentioned. The mothers hovered over their daughters and the young women tried to look more mature than they were.
Eventually Ms Black appeared and everyone went silent, as if by magic, they felt her presence in the hallway. She explained to everyone that she had a lot of people to see and they would be seen in groups according to their age and anyone selected from the group would be given further interviews in the library. She said that for this process to run smoothly, everyone had to do as she said and that included removing clothes, it had to be done with out question or hesitation. She had to see the body without clothes in order to determine proportion and bone structure. She had seen enough naked females in the past that there was no reason for them to feel uncomfortable. This brought a nervous chuckle from everyone. Anyone who was not selected for a second interview was more than welcome to come back another time.
It was fascinating to watch her direct and select those she felt worthy of a second interview but I did not want to get in the way so I went about my business. Some of the models had gone out so I took the opportunity to clean their rooms. Some of them were very tidy and others were down right messy. Clothes were left where they landed and lights were left on when they shouldn't have been. The girl who had the room next to me was Natalie and hers was the worst mess. It looked as if a tornado had gone through it. Even the bedding was on the floor. This room took the longest to tidy up. By mid day I was finished and shortly after that Ms Black beeped me. I made my way to her library and I saw Anita talking to Natalie but when they heard me coming they finished their conversation and left each other very quickly. Natalie passed me in the hall and she smiled as she went by. She had the typical model look, tall and slim, with almost a boyish appearance and big dark eyes. Very attractive!
All the mothers were in the main hall waiting anxiously for their daughters to return from their second interview with Ms. Black. As I made my way past them to the library I could feel the tension around them. I knocked on the door before I entered and closed the door quickly behind me. The library was full of females; Ms Black was in the middle directing them on what she wanted from them. Some of the models were there as well to help her out, talking to the shy girls and giving them advice and I am sure they offered their opinion about the girls to Ms. Black. I stood beside Ms. Black, waiting for her to acknowledge me as she was telling a lithe young red headed girl that she did not have what she was looking for in a model. I was surprised since this girl seemed to have exactly what the popular models of today had. Since she was naked, I thought her body was perfect. Long slim legs and a small flat waist that flared out a little to her hips. Her breasts were tiny and pert with nipples that were standing out proud. Her wavy red hair fell around her face to her shoulders and highlighted her green eyes just perfectly. I could not believe that Ms. Black was telling her that she did not have what it takes to be a model.
Sensing my presence beside her, Ms. Black turned to me and asked me to bring in the refreshments for everyone since it had been a long morning and everyone was in need of a break. When I returned with the cart containing the refreshments, everyone seemed to be relaxed already. Most of the prospective models were naked or semi naked and they had gotten to the point where they were quite comfortable walking around or sitting there naked in front of the others. I could not help but notice some of them; even the younger ones were very attractive and quite well developed for their age. As I watched some of them I could see them looking at other girls. The regular models that were helping Ms. Black had also taken a break and were sitting with the girls. One model had a young girl to the side and was showing her how to walk and carry herself properly. The young girl was having difficulty following her instructions and I watched as the older girl demonstrated what she wanted the younger girl to do and then she stood behind her and wrapped her arms around the young girl. As she did this, I noticed her hands lightly touching the young girl's breasts and buttocks as her hands moved up and down her body. By the look on her face I did not think it was accidental and the younger girl did not seem to mind. I was even feeling a little aroused after witnessing all the naked bodies. There seemed to be a sexual tension in the room.
In the early evening I had finished cleaning up the mess from the afternoon interviews and I was very tired so I went up to my room, washed up and went to bed. In no time I was fast asleep. When I awoke, it was still dark and I had no idea how long I had been asleep for. I could hear some people talking in Natalies' room which was next to my room. I could not make out what was being said but the voices were quite loud. I made my way over to the wall and put my ear against it to try and hear what was being said. Someone was very upset and accused the other person of teasing and taunting her. Then I remembered the holes in the wall and I wondered if I could see who was talking. Peeking through the hole I could see Natalie sitting naked on the bed facing towards me and the other person had their back to me off to the side of the room and I could not tell who it was.
Natalie did in fact seem to be teasing the other person in the room. She was telling the other person that she could tell by the way that person looked at her, that she wanted to touch her. As she was talking her hands came up to her breasts and rubbed, pinched and pulled her nipples, making them stick out. Then she cupped each breast in her hands and seemed to offer them out to the other person. The other person cried out that it wasn't fair that Natalie do this to her. With that, Natalie moved her right hand down her body to her spread legs and started to play with herself. As she did this she told the other girl that this would remain between them and no one else would know about it and she offered her breast and nipple to the other girl again. That was all she needed and as soon as she moved into view I realized it was Anita.
Anita stood before Natalie and dropped to her knees, taking the offered nipple into her mouth. I could not believe what I was seeing and I could feel my own arousal as I watched Anita sucking on Natalies' breast as Natalie played with herself. Anita had her eyes closed as she sucked on Natalies nipple. I could see her use her tongue to trace circles around it and then gently nibble it with her teeth as she held the breast in her hands. Natalie flung her head back and I could see the look of lust on her face as Anita nursed on her as she rubbed herself off with her own hand. I could not contain myself any longer and I moved my hand to my own small breast and squeezed it before I pinched and pulled the nipple. The sight of these two young women making love to each other had me so aroused, more than I had ever been before. I had never thought of other women sexually before but this scene before me was getting me so hot. I moved my hand down my body and inserted my finger as I continued to watch Anita pleasure Natalie.
Natalie then removed her fingers and brought them up to her breast and Anita released the nipple and turned her head and appeared to smell the fingers and then took them into her mouth and sucked on them. This brought a sigh from Natalie and she placed her hands on Anita's head and seemed to be pushing her away. Anita began to kiss and lick her way down Natalie's chest and tummy, guided by the hands pushing her downwards. Natalie fell back on the bed as Anita began to kiss the area around her sparse pubic hair. I was mesmerized. I was about to see something that would have made me upset if someone had told me about it but now, as I watched it happening and as I played with myself at the same time I was very anxious for it to happen. My hands was busy in my wetness and I could feel my body reacting to the stimulation of my fingers as I watched Natalie draw up her knees, opening herself up to Anita with her hungry mouth and probing tongue.
Suddenly I could hear a noise in the background and I realized it was my beeper. I did not want to stop. My body was close to spasms and I did not want to miss the action from Natalie and Anita. I wanted to see what Anita was like naked, but I did not want to suffer the wrath of Ms. Black either. I did not know what time it was and I hurriedly got back into my uniform and made my way to Ms. Black's room. As I walked I could feel my wetness and my breathing was still very rapid. I knocked on the door and a moment later I heard Ms. Black tell me to enter. I had only been in her room a few times and I could not believe how large it was and her huge four poster bed was in the center of the back wall. This time the room was dark except for a few candles that were burning around the room. Not until I was closer to the bed did I realize she was not alone. I stopped short of the bed as I did not want to intrude but Ms. Black told me to come up to the bed. As I approached I saw the person she was in bed with was the young red headed girl from the morning auditions. The girl that she told she did not have what she was looking for in a model. They lay naked in each other's arms and I could feel my juices start to flow as I looked at their bodies. They had obviously just finished making love as their bodies still glistened with beads of sweat and their nipples were still erect and red with passion. I could not move my eyes from them and I heard Ms. Black raise her voice to get my attention. I looked at her eyes and I saw she was looking at my thigh area. I was so embarrassed when I realized she was looking at my juices that had trickled down my inner thigh. Reaching out she ran her finger up my thigh, which caused me to stumble back out of her reach. The look in her eye told me I should not have moved but her look softened as the red haired girl began to tease her nipple with her tongue. Ms. Black then told me to bring some cold drinks for the both of them and she dismissed me as she turned her attention to the young girl. I saw her move her hand to the tiny breast and trace the nipple as I turned away to leave the room.
I returned to the room with two bottles of chilled ice water. I knocked on the door and there was no response, so I slowly opened the door and walked in. As I made my way towards the bed I could see the red haired girl on her hands and knees between the open legs of Ms. Black who was laying on her back on the bed with her eyes closed and she was playing with her own nipples. They were so long and thick I could not believe the size of them. The red haired girl was using her tongue and lips to pleasure Ms. Black. I was fascinated. She used her fingers to pull apart the swollen lips of Ms. Black. There was no pubic hair in the area, she was completely bare. The red hair girl had her eyes closed as well and she seemed to be enjoying what she was doing very much, neither of them even noticed I was there beside them. I stood there and watched has her little tongue licked and traced a path around in circles and occasionally probed deep into Ms. Black, which caused a little moan to escape from her lips.
I pictured myself in the red haired girl's place. I wanted to be a part of this, which really surprised me. I had never thought this way before, but the events of the night had got me very aroused and I was ready to explode. I almost went up to Ms. Black to take her nipple into my mouth but something told me not to. I could feel my wetness and I placed my fingers into it, my knees felt weak and I almost collapsed on the floor. It was time to leave before I did something I would regret.
I left Ms. Blacks' room and made my way up to my own room. Once inside I went over to the wall and looked through a hole into Natalies' room. There on the bed were Natalie and Anita, devouring each other in the 69 position. Anita hadn't even bothered to get fully undressed. She still had on her skirt, but her upper body was naked and her breasts were gorgeous. Natalie was on the bottom and Anita had her face buried in Natalie. This was all I could stand. I moved my hand under my outfit and began to play with myself. I had to bring myself off. The events of the night had me so aroused and I wanted so badly to be pleasured. My fingers teased, rubbed and dove into me. My wetness made me really slick. I watched as Anita rubbed her whole face in Natalie's wetness and then she looked up and smiled as she licked her lips. It was if she was looking right at me. As if she knew I was there watching them, but how could she know? I did not care. I was so aroused by the look on her face and how beautiful she looked with her hair down and her glasses off. I could feel my body start to spasm as I brought myself off while I watched her pleasure Natalie.
I removed my outfit and went to bed not even bothering to freshen up. As I lay in bed all I could think of was everything I had seen tonight. I moved my left hand up to my breast and pinched the nipple as my right hand went down between my legs and I pleasured myself again before falling off to sleep.
I awoke to the sound of the alarm and I got out of bed immediately to get washed and dressed before starting my daily duties. I sat on the edge of my bed and rolled up my black nylons and slid them over my feet and up my legs. It was then that I realized just how sexy the outfit was. I extended my leg out in front of me and followed its slender length from my toes up to the top of my thighs. I stood up and fastened the nylons to the garter belt and then slid my feet into my black heels. Before I put the rest of the outfit on, I stood in front of the mirror and examined my body. The garter belt framed my sparse pubic area and the high heels made my legs appear longer. Turning sideways, I noticed the shoes made my butt stick out and my breasts jut forward. I slipped the rest of the outfit on and looked in the mirror once again. It really was very sexy and barely covered my body. As I left my room I thought I would have to be very careful not to expose myself unintentionally. Everything I had seen the night before was still fresh in my mind and I walked around in a constant state of arousal. As I walked down the main floor hall, I could see Anita at her desk, dressed in her usual proper manner, but this time I was looking at her in a different way and I was becoming very attracted to her. As I passed by her, she barely acknowledged me, and I was a little disappointed. I would have to work on getting her to like me. When I saw Ms. Black later in the day there was no mention of the previous night's events and it was business as usual. Later on the afternoon, I asked Anita if she would like me to get her a fresh coffee. Something I had never done before. She was a little surprised that I offered it but she nodded and said yes. When I returned with the cup of coffee, I stood before her desk and bent over in front of her to place the cup in front of her. When I did this I knew the top of my outfit would open up and she would be able to see my breasts. I caught her looking and I did get some pleasure from knowing she had seen them, but she quickly looked away after saying thank you to me. I then made my way across the hall, opposite her desk to straighten the boot mats on the floor. At first I bent over at the waist. I knew my outfit would ride up and expose myself to her. I was really feeling wicked today and I could not get what I had seen last night off my mind. I took a quick peek at her and I could see her watching me. Then I bent my knees and sat on my haunches as I cleaned up the area. I then turned towards her and opened my knees up as I asked her how her coffee was. I thought her eyes were going to pop out of her head. That was enough teasing for now. I stood up and made my way back down the hall. I could not get over how aroused I was. Just from teasing Anita and exposing myself. I think I was going to like it here very much after all!
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