‘I think you are right about that slip being sexy in black Debbie.’
Davina was watching Natasha’s rear sway from side to side as she mounted the stairs.
‘Please don’t take any notice of Natasha, Davina. She always was a bit of a tease.’
‘She’s delightful; and you said she was straight?’
‘She is Davina, believe me. I’ve known her since High School.’
‘Well if you say so Debbie, I’m sure you are right, but the one thing I’m sure we can both agree on is that she makes a fantastic model and is doing a fine job for both of you. Now, let’s look at how many slips I will need. As Debbie picked up another order far beyond her expectations, Barrie stood naked in the small bedroom, admiring Natasha’s figure in the full length mirror. Her body was really turned on by the events downstairs. The nipples were still erect and when he parted the labia he could see her engorged clitoris. He placed a finger on it and almost collapsed with pleasure. He wanted to carry on and masturbate to a wonderful climax, but with his limited experience in his wife’s body, he doubted there was enough time. To save himself from further temptation he stepped into the cream lace briefs for the next presentation. He was fastening the bra, when he heard Debbie’s call. He moved out onto the landing and as Debbie began the introduction, sauntered slowly and sexily down the stairs,
‘Natasha is modelling what we call Natasha’s Lingerie. This is a sexy tweak on a classic design in beautiful stretch Chantilly lace.’ Barrie paused before stepping down from the bottom stair and sauntering over to pose in front of Davina. He executed a slow pirouette as Debbie continued her commentary.
‘The full briefs are sexy and snug. They can be in cream or seductive black. We have chosen to show you the cream, as we hope you will agree that even in this colour they are exceptionally sexy.’
Davina nodded and licked her lips. The full briefs looked beautiful on Natasha. The soft scalloped edges of the lace fringing the top of her lightly tanned thighs looked incredibly sexy. This girl must model them for their website and brochure. She would insist on that in the contract. Almost on cue with Davina’s train of thought, Barrie completed the turn and posed legs astride moving Natasha’s weight in a sensuous movement from one leg to the other.
‘The briefs have a sexy, crossover rouched front decorated with bows.’ Debbie paused as Natasha continued to move her weight from one leg to the other. God, I always knew Natasha had a great body, she thought, but she’s never acknowledged the fact and I have never seen her flaunt it like this. She coughed and continued as Barrie thrust Natasha’s bra enhanced breasts in Davina’s direction. ‘And, as you can see, the demi bra has a revealing under wire boned balconette, and supportive tulle lining.’ She almost added that Natasha’s superb tits did not need support, but thought better of it. Davina was turned on enough as it was.
Davina noted with some amusement, that Natasha was posing just out of reach and teasing her. She liked that. Excellent foreplay. ‘Stay there for a moment Natasha dear.’ Davina Maypole stood up, and stepped behind Natasha. Barrie felt her cool hands fall lightly on Natasha’s bare shoulders, then apply just enough pressure to turn her to face Debbie
‘Debbie my dear, I have had the most wonderful thought. I would like to use Natasha to model your collection on the Naughty but Nice website, in our direct mail brochures and of course, on in-store posters. What do you think?’
Debbie was surprised at the suggestion. ‘It’s a great idea, but it’s up to Natasha. How do you feel about that Tash?’
Barrie pondered on it for a few seconds. Natasha could be back in her own body when the time came, would she want to do it? Hell, she modelled for the DebTash website, so why not? ‘I don’t have a problem with that,’ he said, adding one of Natasha’s little giggles. ‘It should be fun.’ He felt Davina’s right hand slide slowly Natasha’s back and rest on her gorgeous bottom.’
‘I can guarantee that,’ purred Davina, ‘that’s excellent news. I’ll see that it’s written into the contract.’ Her hand stroked the Chantilly lace stretched tightly over Natasha’s shapely bottom, then moved round to explore the front.
‘This lace is exquisite and as much as I like it in cream, I think we will have you wear black as well for our studio session.’ Barrie felt her hand move over the front of the briefs in a series of little pinching movements. ‘These bows are exquisite.’ Her fingers were searching for the lowest bow and Barrie was beginning to wonder just how far she would go when Debbie came to the rescue.
'That’s great Tash, could you change into the corset now please.’
Davina reluctantly stopped searching for the last elusive bow and returned her hand to Natasha’s bottom. ‘Off you go Natasha; I can’t wait to see the next creation.’ With a gentle squeeze, she sent Natasha on her way.
CHAPTER NINE
As Natasha propelled Barrie’s body down the executive corridor at Travel Plan, she had a strange feeling that someone had placed a hand on Barrie’s right buttock and given it a squeeze. She paused to look round. No one there; the corridor was empty; very strange. She shrugged Barrie’s broad shoulders and marched on, she was getting used to moving his body around. There was at least a hundred pounds difference in body weight and although she missed the nimbleness of her own body, she was beginning to cope with and enjoy his lumbering strength.
The Boardroom at the top of Hamsworth Tower faced north; a deliberate selection to enable PowerPoint presentations to be made on a large screen, without the need for window black out. The only other person in the room as she entered was Lady Macdonald. It had to be her; she met Barrie’s description precisely. A tall elegant woman in an ankle length tartan skirt and a white, long sleeved blouse, buttoned to the neck. She must have been quite a stunner at one time, the square jaw was balanced by auburn hair swept across her forehead, barely half an inch above her eyebrows and bobbed into the nape of her neck. She greeted him enthusiastically.
‘Hello Barrie, good to see you.’
The Scottish heritage which she promoted in her clothes was not apparent in a voice which was very Home Counties. She held out a hand; Natasha shook it. She inclined her head, in anticipation of a kiss on the cheek, which Natasha supplied; kissing the other cheek as well, hoping this was the accepted routine. How else would Barrie greet her? What would he say?
‘Are you keeping well, Sophie?’
Sophie half turned her head and held her chin high.' Of course – as always. Don’t you think I look good for my age?’
‘Magnificent,’ said Natasha. It was obviously the right thing to say. Lady Sophie Macdonald fluttered her eye lashes at him.
‘You rugby players are all the same.’
They both laughed. Sophie stopped first and pointed to the agenda.
‘What’s this about Dynamic?’
‘It’s Sally Barnard making mischief. There is a problem but it’s not as bad as she wants everyone to believe. All will be revealed later.’
‘Very mysterious,’ murmured Sophie, ‘but whatever the problem, you know you can count on me. I think it’s a first rate concept and it’s all down to you.’ She touched Barrie’s arm lightly with a beautifully manicured hand. It was a far younger hand than her appearance suggested and Natasha immediately revised her age downward from fifty something to the mid-forties. She was a younger woman hiding in old fashioned clothes. Was she married? Barrie never said, but she was certainly flirting with him. Not another one to watch? She was actually beginning to feel sorry for her errant husband and that would never do.
The door opened and Basil Main, the Finance Director came in. Natasha instantly felt on safer ground; she had met him several times before,