But Ashley was going to miss seeing Nikki and, in that moment, she reached out to her friend and pulled her in for a kiss. Nikki, liking where this was going, and wrapped her arms around Ashley and kissed her hard back. Hands started sliding onto each other’s asses, then up to their young tits over their clothes. Ashley, getting bold, moved her hand down into Nikki’s shorts, underneath her panties and through her red bush, finding it’s target in her wet slit.
Nikki moaned at the feeling of a hand stroking up and down her cunt and spread her legs to allow better access to all she had to share. Nikki also followed suit, dipping her hand into Ashley’s pussy. Both girls were rubbing each other’s pussies, fingers rubbing clits and dipping into tight passages.
Their mouths were hungry for each other, tongue running against each other. Hands firmly inside each other’s clothes. They were both turned on by this impromptu moment. Ashley placed two fingers inside Nikki’s hole and curled her fingers, massaging a little bump a couple of inches inside. Nikki’s legs nearly gave out from the pleasure, as she came all over Ashley’s hand, soaking it and her panties. Once she recovered, Nikki tried to do the same, using two fingers to find that magic spot inside her friend.
Suddenly, Ashley’s phone rang, breaking the moment. She figured it was just her mom trying to call her again, but it was Scott. They never called her; it was text or messages in their chat. Ashley picked up the phone.
“Hello Scott, what’s up?”
“Ashley, good, you answered. Can you come down to the studio today? Like right away?”
“What? Why? What’s going on, is everything ok?” Ashley looked at Nikki, who mouthed ‘what’s going on?’, Ashley simply shrugged a puzzled look on her face.
“Everything is fine, but there’s something big we need you here as soon as possible. Can you get free?”
“Yes, I’m at Nikki’s right now. I had a fight with my parents, and they don’t know where I am already.”
“Ok, Nikki is welcome to come too, if she wants. She’s always welcome but we need you here, pronto.”
“Alright, I’ll call a cab and be there as soon as possible. Bye.” Ashley hung up the phone, Nikki looked bewildered. Ashley tried to explain whatever that phone call was but didn’t really know herself. Nikki didn’t really have any plans for the day, so she agreed to go with her. Ashley attempted to log into her Uber account, but it looked like her parents blocked it. Luckily, after the initial incident, Ashley kept cash in her purse for just such and occasion. She called a cab and soon the two girls were heading back to the city to see Rick and Scott.
*******
The girls arrived at the studio about thirty minutes later. There were several vehicles parked in front and people going in and out of the building. Ashley figured they must have been doing a photoshoot for a client, so they quietly entered and stayed in the back. There were about ten people there, some were sitting and watching, a tablet in their hands. They were probably evaluating the pictures as they were shot. There were hair and makeup professionals by the dressing tables fixing up a model for their turn. Rick was by the stage, taking pictures of two women in short black dresses. Ashley guessed it was a clothing photoshoot by the way he positioned them.
Nikki saw Scott on the other side of the room and drew Ashley’s attention towards him. They approached but stayed out of the main cacophony around them. When they neared, they saw Scott was talking to a man on his phone who seemed upset about something. An exasperated Scott saw them and brightened up a bit.
“Hello ladies, sorry we didn’t think you’d get here so fast. Just give us another twenty or thirty minutes,” Scott told them before resuming his discussion with the man. “No, I’m sorry, I just don’t have those release forms. I can’t make them appear out of nowhere.”
“Well, we need them to be signed off today.” Said the man.
Ashley jumped in “Which releases are you looking for?”
“For DiPietro’s clothing line shooting today, Ash.” Scott replied.
“Who the hell is this?” asked the man, suddenly aware of Ashley and Nikki’s presence.
“I’m Ashley, DiPietro? Yes, of course. They are in your incoming work folder; I completed them last week. Just need the signatures and date. I’ll get them for you.” Ashley left, Nikki in tow, to get onto Scott’s computer. She logged in and dug around his computer until she found their shared folder. She found the form, printed it off, in triplicate, and returned to the two men.
“Is she your secretary or something?” The man asked, rudely.
“No, she’s our part time business manager. Thanks, Ashley.”
“No problem, Scott.” Ashley walked away grinning. Business manager? She liked the sound of that.
Ashley ended up being required a few times to fetch missing paperwork or complete forms. Nikki pitched in too, running to the printer and scanning signed forms. It was interesting to watch a real session. Lots of moving parts happening around them. Lights, fans, clothing changes, quick setups, and Scott and Rick changing up with each model. They did it for breaks and to get feedback from the representative of the advertising agency, and the designer’s team, in this case, DiPietro himself and his assistant.
Ashley could see now why they asked for her help those months ago, a lot needed to be worked out in advance for these shoots to go smoothly. The shoot slowed down, and people began packing up. Rick and Scott were done shooting and were talking to the DiPietro and the lady rep from the ad agency. Rick waves the girls over to join them.
DiPietro looked confused “Who are they? They didn’t wear my styles today.”
“No, Mr. DiPietro. This is our business manager, Ashley, and her friend Nikki. They were helping sort out some paperwork for us,” replied Scott. Rick looked a little confused having missed the interactions earlier.
“Business manager? She looks like she could do more,” pointing to Ashley. “Get her style 6C!” His assistant looked Ashley up and down, then disappeared into the racks of clothes.
“No, no, no…. Mr. DiPietro, Ashley is going to college. She isn’t a model.” Answered Scott.
A voice suddenly joined the conversation. “Yet…” it belonged to the advertising rep, “I want to see how she does.”
“Ashley? This is your call.” Rick said. The assistant arrived with the clothes. It was the little black dress from earlier. Ashley looked at everyone, looked at the dress, and nodded. She took it and headed to the back to change. Nikki followed.
“What the hell is going on here, Ash?”
“I don’t have a clue, but this dress is beautiful, and they picked the perfect size. It’s just a couple of pictures, what harm is there in that?” She remembered thinking those words here before. She laughed to herself. Ashley stripped down to just her pink panties. Nikki helped her carefully put on the black dress, to keep from damaging the fine fabric. Next were the black stiletto heels and matching bag. Ashley closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and walked back to the waiting group.