When I finally got out to the hot tub Jerry was lounging in a corner seat, Janet was just dropping her sarong and climbing the steps into the tub. Then once she was seated in a middle seat and I on the opposite side of her from Jerry, we settled in to listen to the game, Jerry filled us in on the score up to that point and we chatted, it was soon obvious that the game was secondary to the relaxing heat of the hot tub. Janet said she was going to make margaritas and asked if we wanted beers. When she stood up her new suit was clinging to her curves and completly see through, her trimmed and shaved pubic area was very clear and her breats and nipples were visible as if painted bright green. I glanced at Jerry and saw he was looking at her beutiful mound, when I looked at Janet she was smili

Helen held the name card in front of her. Her eyesight wasn't as good now. She just hit fifty but was surprised how fast her body went downhill. The name card read "James Booker, Advertising Manager". She looked at the brown building. The place was correct all right.

She entered the office complex and entered the claustrophobic elevator. James' company had posted a job listing last week asking for potential ladies as models for a fashion line catered to mature women. It promised to pay well for two hours work.

Helen fitted the bill more or less. Age between 45 to 65, check. Height at least five feet, check. In good health, check. Bubbly and friendly personality, check.

Helen tapped her fingernails on the metal handles as the elevator creaked upwards. She really hoped this gig wou