Chapter 14: Two New Models.

Emma reluctantly went home on Sunday afternoon as she had promised to do her chores which she started that afternoon and completed on Monday morning. She then stuffed enough clothes for a week into her backpack, not needing her toilet bag as she now left a spare one at Mark’s with a duplicate set of toiletries and makeup, not that she ever used much. She cycled up to Mark’s feeling a bit tingly with excitement which she always did when she was going to meet him.

He met her at the door with a kiss.

“It’s really nice, but how come you’re always at the door when I arrive?” she asked when they came up for air.

“Well, I open the electric gate remotely when I’m expecting you, but there is a security camera which sends a picture of anyone coming in the drive to both Dan’s and my phone with an alarm, so we know who it is.” Mark explained.

“Well, it’s really nice when you’re there to meet me” Emma said, “and I look forward to your kiss all the way up the hill!”

“I so look forward to you coming!” Mark laughed.

“So do I” Emma replied with a grin, knowing full well what he meant with his double entendre. “I’m so looking forward to living with you all week, but what about the housekeeper and gardener?”

“I told them to take a couple of weeks holiday” Mark replied, “so there’s no chance of Mrs Brown finding you naked in bed mid-morning.”

She laughed “That’s so thoughtful”.

“Emma, if you are still only 14 and in the same year as Aiyla, either you skipped a year or your birthday is in the next few weeks before the end of August, which is the cut-off for school years.” Mark said.

“Well, I’m sorry to disappoint you but I’m not a genius a year ahead” Emma replied, “but you’re right, my fifteenth birthday is a week on Friday. Your’s must be soon too.”

He laughed “The day after! We should have a joint party.”

“Could we?” Emma squealed. “That would be so cool!”

“We have to think of a theme and who we want to invite” Mark said.

“Themes are normally so lame” Emma replied. “How about a singles pool party?”

“How would that work?” Marked asked. “Half of our friends are couples.”

Emma thought for a moment. “How about no-one is allowed to be with their own partner until eleven. They have to circulate before then and cannot stick with the same person all night?”

“You want to flirt!” Mark exclaimed.

“Don’t you?” Emma asked.

“Providing you promise to be mine at eleven and sleep with me” Mark suggested.

“So, the exclusive promise is dropped?” Emma asked.

“For one night only” Mark replied.

“Deal!” Emma agreed.

“I’d like to invite two friends from my year who have girlfriends and there are two more guys and a girl, all three single” Mark began.

“Is the girl Jade?” Emma asked quietly.

“Yes, I told you we’re good friends” Mark replied.

“With benefits?” Emma asked, feeling a bit insecure.

“Sorry, Emma, I don’t discuss my sex life or lack of with anyone and the same applies to our relationship. All I will say is that I’ve never been with anyone else since you became my girlfriend.”

“Sorry, Mark, it’s really nice to know you won’t brag about fucking me to your friends, but I am just curious about Jade” Emma replied.

“We do have a lot of history. We met at St. Josephs when we were both twelve and she became my girlfriend. We both got expelled when we were fourteen, which is why we ended up at the same school as you. If you want details, you should talk to Jade, in fact I’d really like you to get to know each other. I never quite understood why gentlemen never tell but ladies always do.” Mark said. “As far as the party is concerned, she has always had a crush on Dan and, since she likes older guys and he likes younger girls, I was doing a bit of match-making.”

“I’d love to talk to her and if I can invite her to the party, it would be a good excuse to delve into your murky past!” Emma grinned, “but I bet I already guessed why you both got expelled!”

Mark laughed. “No comment! Now, it’s your job to make the invites. If you start with the friends I told you I wanted, you can do some matchmaking with kids from Darren’s year and your year. Your namesake in Jane Austen’s novel, did a good job, so I’m sure you will!”

Emma laughed “I’ll try!”

“I think it’s best to invite people by phone to check they’re available and see if they agree to a singles pool party” Mark suggested.

“You realise some people will want to use the bedrooms” Emma grinned.

“It would be a pretty lame party if they didn’t!” Mark laughed. “We can lock the family bedroom doors and the guest room and let people use the three spare rooms.”

“You have more bedrooms!” Emma asked.

“Yes, down the other wing, over the extension. They’re like extra guest rooms but they’re rarely used” Mark explained

“I think we need to swear everyone to secrecy as we don’t want any gate-crashers or people spreading rumours” Emma suggested.

“I’ll sort out caterers” Mark said. “I think just cold, mostly finger-food, then we can get rid of the caterers early, in case it gets wild. I’ll ask Dan to sort out music and lighting. Dan or I can do the barbie.”

Emma and Mark spent most of the rest of the day excitedly planning the party. They watched a movie and went to bed early. After a first round of sex, they were both lying facing each other when Mark looked at her quizzically.

“What?” she asked.

“I’ve been wondering if I should tell you about this all day, but I realised I shouldn’t be taking decisions for you. The Sheik phoned a couple of days ago. He’s ecstatic about the photos and said he will transfer the remaining money today. Then he said he’d like some more photos.”

“Maybe a bit of money in reserve would be good” Emma replied.

“Yes, but the thing is, he wants sex photos” Mark explained.

“Oh!” Emma exclaimed. “What does he mean?”

“Well, he wants photos of you in the middle of having sex, with a cock clearly inside your pussy” Mark explained. “I told him I didn’t think you would be interested, but he offered 2000 each for 5 photos.”

“Jeez! Ten grand!” Emma exclaimed. “That’s a lot of money!”

“It would give you a lot in reserve if you or your Mum needed it and, if not it could be a real start for your college fund. But I don’t want to push you into anything you really don’t want to do.”

Emma thought about it for a while.

“It would be your cock in me, right?” she asked.

“Definitely!” Mark replied.

“And no-one else would be there?” Emma questioned.

“No-one else apart from the Sheik would ever know about it” Mark assured her.

“OK. Tell him I’ll do it” Emma said firmly. “I’m fucking fed up with being poor!”

They were woken the next morning, Tuesday, by Dan knocking on the door. Emma shouted “Come in!”, despite both her and Mark being naked, the sheets having been discarded during the hot night.

Dan looked up and down Emma’s naked body and grinned at her. “The sports clothes have arrived!” he announced. “I phoned Aiyla and she’s going to be here in half an hour to try them on for fit. You might want a shower!” he added, holding his nose.

Emma and Mark both laughed but did as he had suggested, enjoying a sexy shower, soaping each other and rinsing with the spray pointing mainly at each other’s sexy bits.

They were just finishing breakfast when an excited Aiyla arrived.

“There seem to be an awful lot of clothes in the boxes Chicas sent” Dan said.

The clothes were well organised with a box of Aiyla’s size and a box for Emma. The next box was a size smaller and the final box a size smaller still.

“There must be some mix-up” Dan said. “I’ll ring them to try and sort it out. Can you girls start trying the clothes on and could you check they fit well Mark?”

They all agreed and the girls stripped and started trying on the sports clothes. They were all in the school colours of Royal Blue as Dan had requested. Mark enjoyed checking the fit and especially enjoyed it when they stripped naked between garments.

After a while, Dan returned with a smile. “All sorted” he said. “They sent clothes for younger girls too, which they were planning to shoot in-house. They said if we could get younger models, we could do their photos too. I said there was not much chance at such short notice but I’d get back to them. God, you look sexy Emma!”

Emma was wearing running gear, consisting of bikini bottoms and a crop-top/sports-bra in Royal Blue. Instead of the tick logo like on Nike clothes, the Chicas clothes had a small female sex symbol consisting of a circle with a plus sign attached.

“Thank you, it feels sexy but our coach, Mrs Williams will have a fit if I turn out in this!” Emma replied.