JUST US [LingOrm FF]

Orm POV

Oh. My. God. I'm so nervous right now. Currently, I am sitting here anxiously waiting for Sirilak Kwong to arrive.

Sirilak Kwong or Lingling.

She's one of the most famous model/actresses in Thailand. She is mixed Thai-Hong Kong descent and started modelling when she was fifteen and added acting to her many talents when she was 20. She posed only in clothes for famous fashion designers when she started modelling but now, she already posed for Fashion magazines like Elle, Vogue, Nylon and also in Chinese Magazine. She even has a picture in only her underwear and no top. Just her hands covering her boobs, standing in front of a white wall like it was so usual to do that. It was so hot.

She's one of the sexiest models, if not the most. But besides modelling, she's also an actress. Lingling has acted for some indie movies, some extras in top movies and some in commercials. But that was just her gigs. Her top priority is her modelling.

And that's what brought me here. A photoshoot with Sirilak Kwong herself. GAH! I wasn't a supermodel like her, but they said she personally chose me to do this shoot with her. Exciting as it may seems, I am beyond scared to work with a professional like her. I just started a year ago, but my manager said this could be my breakthrough. A picture with the famous Lingling.

I was fidgeting and shaking and biting my nails when I heard; "I'm here, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Oh God! She's here. Okay, be cool Orm. She's just a human being like you. OH! Who am I kidding!

"Ms. Sethratanapong? Are you ready? Ms. Kwong is just retouching her make-up and changing her wardrobe then we're starting." Pim, the assistant photographer, told me. I nodded then she went away. I waited for another ten minutes for the go signal then Laurent De Luca, an Italian photographer and one of the best photographers in Thailand, called me.

"Orm, dear." He reached for me and looped my arm in his. He guided me to the studio where the photoshoot will be held and where Lingling Kwong was standing. Fuck! She's so beautiful... and so sexy. Lingling was wearing a black silk mini dress with a deep V, halter top that ties on the back of her neck. The dress was cut super short and had a fitted skirt that barely covered her southern goods. You can see that she wasn't wearing any bra with how she wore the dress. Then on her feet were black pumps.

"You must be Orm Kornnaphat. Hi, I'm Lingling Kwong." She suddenly cut through my ogling and offered a hand and a beautiful smile.

"Yes, nice to meet you Ms. Kwong." I grabbed her hand and shook it lightly.

"Please, we'll be working together for maybe three days, just call me Lingling." She gave me yet another smile that made my knees weak. Fuck, what was happening to me? It's not normal for me to be attracted to a woman. Maybe for Lingling, it is normal... Oh wait. I forgot to tell you that...

Sirilak Kwong is a certified lesbian. Yup, the gorgeous, sultry model that every guy wants is a lesbian.

"Okay then, Lingling." I said then bit my lower lip.

"Shall we start?" Laurent said. Both of us walked over to the room where a club was put up. The theme is supposed to be girls who were living free or something like that. Lingling and I are required to have some sexy positions and maybe some kissing. All are professional here... but I doubt that my calm will remain if and when that time comes.

"Okay girls," Laurent started. There was some sexy music that was playing in the background, so we were like in a real club. It was kind of dark and only the green and blue laser lights were on. "Lingling, I want you to put your hands on either side of Orm's waist." Laurent instructed. Lingling turned to me and did what she was asked then pulled me closer to hers. "Good. Orm, I want you to not look at Lingling, your arms only on your sides. Lingling, your face must be inches away from her neck, like you are trying to kiss it." I looked away from the sexy woman in from of me while she leaned closer to me. I can feel her hot breath on my neck as my heart was rapidly beating, my breathing was uneven.