Kayla Models Life - Week 2: Kayla Models Life, #2

By Bridy McAvoy

The second in a series by popular erotica author Bridy McAvoy
Week two of the photography course and Kayla has things to worry about, and things to be thankful for. Her sex life with her husband, Ben, has gone into overdrive since she told him what was happening in the studio, and as she sets off for the second week, she knows he's got a severe case of unrequited hard-on back at the house. The problem is, she's fully aware that the men taking the course have them as well, and she's going to be with them all day! Chris is turning up the heat on the shooting sequences and Kayla can't help her body reacting to the sexual tension.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Bridy McAvoy
• Release date: Nov 30, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223242611

Bridy McAvoy

My name is Bridy, and I live in upstate New York. I’ve written for as long as I can remember, which is thanks to my parents for teaching me to read and write before I went to school. I’ve been fascinated by erotic tales all my adult life, my husband thinks they’re silly but indulges me. I won’t tell you how old I am because a lady never gives away her age. My other interest is photography, but writing will always be my first love, other than my husband of course.

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Dedication

To everyone who helped me write this. Especially my husband who encouraged me to explore my fantasies in print.

Chapter 1

It took several minutes before the flow of tears dried up to just an occasional one running down her cheek. Kayla looked up at her reflection in the mirror; her makeup was a mess, giving her streaked panda eyes and her lipstick was smudged. She shuddered at the memory of how she’d smudged her lipstick but kept the threatened renewed tears at bay. Glancing down at herself, she realized she was still nude and, darting from the chair over to her bag in the corner, grabbed her clothes from the open top.

The sweat pants took only a minute—she didn’t bother with any underwear—and the top was even quicker. At the photographer’s request she hadn’t worn a bra—he didn’t want strap marks showing. She frowned at her image and knew she couldn’t go out in public looking like that, but at least Teri’s makeup case was still there, it’s contents strewn across the counter in front of the mirror in the apparent haphazardness of the true professional.

Wiping off the makeup and the lipstick made her feel halfway human again but she still had two major obstacles to overcome. She couldn’t leave the room without seeing her erstwhile friends again and, once home, she’d have to face her husband who would want to know everything about her modeling gig. The thought of facing Ben, knowing how much it excited him for her to be modeling near nude...knowing how he’d want to make love to her as soon as she walked through the door—something she’d have wanted herself up till a half an hour earlier—made her tremble once more.

Damn!

When he found out she’d actually modelled nude she wouldn’t be able to keep him off her!

She picked up a brush and started brushing her hair, more something for her hands to do than anything else, and thought about dashing across the short corridor outside into the small bathroom to rinse away the taste of Chris’s cum from her mouth.

There was a soft knock on the dressing room door.

Kayla?

She’d known, somewhere at the back of her mind, that neither of the other people in the studio would be able to leave her alone—one of them would come to check on her, and she’d have put money on it being Teri, the photographer’s pregnant wife, and she’d have cleaned up at the bookies.

Go away.

She knew her voice lacked power, but she was sure it carried nevertheless. The knock came again and Kayla sensed she would only be delaying the inevitable if she continued to insist on the other woman staying outside. Besides, all Teri had to do was turn the handle; she hadn’t thought about locking the door—indeed the other door was also unlocked.

Teri knocked again. Kayla...please?

She took a deep breath. It’s not locked.

She watched as the handle slowly turned and then the door opened and Teri’s concerned face appeared in the opening. Are you okay?

Silly question.

Teri stepped through the door and turned and nodded to someone behind her who, of course, had to be Chris, and then pulled the door closed and leaned against it.

Talk to me, girlfriend.

Kayla looked at her, unsure of her own emotional state, let alone that of a seven month pregnant woman whose hormone balance had to be all over the place.

Talk to you? Seriously? After you just watched me suck your husband off and swallow his cum? You’ve got to be joking. I’m more concerned you’re going to scratch my eyes out!

Teri tried, and failed, to suppress a grin. Why would I do that? Two things wrong with that, three if you count the frog. She rubbed her hands over her distended belly. Firstly, honey, all I had to do was make a noise and you’d have known I was there. You’d have either stopped or bitten it off! Since I didn’t want the latter to happen I kept quiet. Secondly, and more importantly, I set it up.

You what?

Honey, you need to get on top of a lot of things in this business, and that’s what it is. You are going to be spending six hours next Saturday parading your nakedness in front of six horny guys. On top of that, you’ve shown you get easily aroused by doing so. How many times did you cum yourself today?

Kayla wordlessly held up four fingers of one hand and then added the index finger of her other hand. Teri laughed.

I think it was six, but I wasn’t counting. Tell me, how many men do you know who can keep it in their trousers having just watched a woman cum for the sixth time?

I guess...none.

So, I think they showed an admirable amount of self-control.

Kayla shrugged, she could see which way Teri was going with this and didn’t like it.

So how would you have reacted if one of them had lobbed his hard dick out and, believe me, honey, you had them hard. How would you have reacted?

I’d have freaked, you know that!

And ruined the afternoon, and that would have cost Chris a lot of money with the course being cancelled and them all being due refunds.

She shrugged once more. So, all of a sudden, what just happened was my fault?

Teri took a step toward her and stretched out her hand to touch Kayla’s, but Kayla jerked hers away.

Teri grimaced and stepped back. No, honey, it’s not your fault—nobody is blaming you at all. I’m just trying to point out the realities to you. Working like this is like being in a pressure cooker. The sexually charged atmosphere gets to everyone, not just the model.

But I was the only one embarrassing myself by cumming.

Teri giggled. Not according to Chris you weren’t.

Oh?

Yeah. While you were in the shower, and I was fetching the coffee after the second shoot, three of the photographers took the chance to borrow some paper towels and clean themselves up.

You’re kidding!

Nope, you were occupying the only bathroom so they had no other choice.

Dirty old perverts.

Teri giggled again. You might be surprised, honey. One of them was the young guy, Brad!

No way!

Yes way!

Well, Chris is going to have to fork the money out anyway—I can’t continue with this. He’ll have to cancel the rest of the course.

Teri looked very serious. Of course you can continue.

No, I can’t!

Yes, honey. You can and you will. I could give you lots of reasons, but let’s start with the simplest, shall we? You enjoyed yourself every minute of the day right up until you realized I was still in the room at the end there, didn’t you?

Kayla had to stop and think about that. The evidence had been plain to see, even if somewhat embarrassing—there was no point in lying and saying she hadn’t. Teri had been there watching from the background as she had done exactly that—enjoyed herself. She nodded.

So, why can’t you come back and enjoy yourself next week?

Because...

Because you can’t face Chris again?

Kayla bit her lip and nodded again.

Don’t be silly. Of course you can. After all, you’re going to see him in a social context very frequently. You think you can cut Chris and me out of your social life without Ben getting suspicious? You aren’t going to tell Ben about the last bit of the day, are you?

God... No!

So, how would you explain your actions to Ben?

Teri was relentless and Kayla could see her friend was determined to make her see a different point of view, but she still couldn’t help the feeling of shame that flooded through her. She bit her lip and looked away.

You can’t, can you?

No.

So, let’s assume you pull out, Chris cancels the course, you cut us dead, and won’t give a satisfactory explanation to your husband. How long do you think it would take Ben before he called Chris to find out his side of the story?

Not long.

A day...two days...a week tops.

Less than a week, I guess. You know Ben, he’s a problem solver. He would want to know.

And during that time he’d be hounding you for an explanation, wouldn’t he?

Yeah... I suppose so.

You know so, honey. Kayla, I know your husband. He wants answers to everything and he’ll fight to figure a way to find those answers.

She knew this was a point she couldn’t win, so simply looked at Teri. Teri actually didn’t look too good, and it wasn’t just the concern about her friend. She watched as the pregnant woman grimaced and arched her back. Standing couldn’t be doing her any good.

Kayla stood up. Here, you sit. I should have thought about that before. Sorry. She pushed the chair toward Teri who sank into it with a sigh. Are you okay?

I’m fine. It’s you I’m worried about, Kayla, not me. The frog will have his way, but not for many more weeks.

Kayla couldn’t suppress the giggle. That might be true of the frog, but you’ll have the prince to deal with for the following twenty years, or more.

Teri rolled her eyes. Don’t remind me. She looked up at Kayla. Friends?

Kayla smiled and nodded. Despite what had happened, she really didn’t want to lose Teri’s friendship, nor the chance to cradle the impending baby that she knew her friends were so excited about.

So, how are you going to deal with it?

Kayla paused and once more bit her lip, aware she’d make it sore if she didn’t stop the habit she was forming. I don’t know, Teri, I really don’t.

Are you going to tell Ben?

She shook her head.

Good. What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him. What happens in the studio stays in the studio, okay?

Kayla felt her friend had backed her into a corner—each small step couldn’t be argued, and each one led inexorably to the next one. Each tiny surrender, each piece of ground given up, couldn’t be taken back.

He’ll want to know what happened here today, and each week.

Teri smiled. See, you’re already thinking about being here next week.

Kayla frowned and glared at her friend. We’ll come back to that.

Okay, but going back to your point—tell him about the bits you’re not ashamed of.

What? Even cumming in front of everybody like that?

Teri raised an eyebrow and chuckled; Kayla couldn’t help herself joining in.

Duh! He’s a man, honey. He already knows all about your little exhibitionist streak. I’ll be surprised if he doesn’t expect that...and I’ll tell you another thing.

What?

That husband of yours will have been pottering about the house all day with a permanent hard-on thinking about you exposing yourself to those cameras.

Kayla didn’t answer.

Come on, you know it’s true. I bet it’ll be less than thirty seconds after you close the front door before he’s got you naked. You won’t even make it up the stairs before he’s inside you. If you’re lucky, he’ll remember to close the curtains but, knowing you, you probably won’t be that bothered.

Teri!

Just kidding about the last bit, but I bet you ten dollars he’ll have you on the floor, or on the couch, within sixty seconds of closing the door.

Kayla shook her head. I’m not taking a bet I’d lose.

So, tell him about everything, except the last bit. See, problem solved.

Not quite.

Why?

I still have to face Chris, and I have to pluck up the nerve to face everyone again next week.

Honey, I bet that you and Ben’ll have more sex next week than you’ll have had in any week since the honeymoon. By next Saturday you’ll be raring to go.

And Chris?

Chris is my problem, not yours. No, I’m not particularly happy he lost control like that, but I anticipated it, and it wasn’t pre-planned—just a high probability. Suddenly Teri giggled again. Tell you what—I’ll deal with my husband. I’ll blow him before anyone else gets here, okay?

Teri!

What?

I don’t want to know the details of your sex life!

She smiled at her friend who smiled back before asking another question. Now, earlier you changed the subject and said you had a point about next week?

Kayla nodded, forcing herself not to catch her bottom lip between her teeth. It’s the shoot he rehearsed with me.

What about it, honey?

I can’t do that, not in front of five other guys.

You mean the sex bit at the end?

Kayla shook her head. No, the shoot itself.

"Oh? Which bit? It must have been one bit of the shoot that upset you.