Sparks in Spain

"Malia you have to come with me, i already told greg about you" irinas voice whined as she dragged me towards a tall grey modern building.
We had been hanging out this whole week since she had been in madrid for the time modeling.
"No, i dont have the body for that" i sighed but she kept pulling.
Her long arms were clasped around mine.
She wore a short burgudy dress that showed off her long slim tan legs.
I on the other hand was wearing a white flowy tanktop and tight black highrise leather shorts. i wasnt exactly wearing a bra (irinas idea)
Although she was older than me by quite a bit, she was super fun to hangout with.
She was letting me borrow her clothes, suprisigly her clothes fit me, we had fun together mostly shopping.
She would pick me up after practice and would just go shopping.
I hadnt seen cristiano in 5 days since he had an away game in whales, and after that he stopped in portugal to visit his mother and family.
I missed him dearly.
Irina and i had talked about it.
She explained to me that they had slept together,although she did admit that they had feelings for eachother.
When irina and cristiano first met, they had a lot of 'sexual frustration' which they thought was masked feelings but it wasnt.
They were physically attracted but she said they were not meant to be.
They had only been together since both if their managers agreed to it and had signed a contract so both of then could get more publicity,Irina was close friends with cristiano though, but no more feeling.which i accepted, she admitted she had her eyes in someone else but wouldnt tell me who.
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"Come on lia, were doing this" she cried out as i finally gave way. she dragged me to the building door and opened it.
I straightened out my outfit and she did the same.
"Hola, we have a shoot with greg today" she smiled charmingly at the young male receptionist. He looked up at us both and smiled nervously checking his computer.
"Floor 13 room 2" he gave us a winning smile and Irina thanked him and we walked towards the elevator.
The door dinged and we both walked inside. the elevator was a room of mirrors so i decided to make use of them and check myself out in the mirror.
My hair was quite long now, it reached the top of my butt. It fell in loose dark curls.
I straightened my thin white top and adjusted my boobs so that they didnt look so wierd. Irina had convinced me not to wear a bra, she said it was freeing, but my boobs were bigger than hers and beleive me, it did not feel very freeing. I just felt self concious and i looked like a hippy.
I pulled my leather shorts down a bit and whiped a hair off my leg.
Being in madrid really helped my tan, ill admit that.

"Nervous?" she asked while looking at me in the mirror while fixing her perfect mocha hair.
Words couldnt describe how nervous i was though.
Irina was taking me to do a shoot with victorias secret. She only did a few shoots with them a year since she wasnt a full on 'victorias secret angel' but they had asked her to come in and she asked if she could bring me. she had showed them my 'modeling portfolio' that i never knew existed until she made me one with my nike pictures in it and a few pictures of me at prom.
They suprisingly had said yes and my stomach was doing flips.
"Yeah" i managed to squeek out as the shiny metal doors opened, revealing a hallway mingling with photographers and different lingerae hanging on racks.
We walked through the halls and entered a large room with different backdrops hanging around.
Some had white behind them and lounging couches infront and others were pink and gold.
"Irina" i heard a feminine shriek as a tall man wearing a plum colored blazer and grey tight pants walked up to her and kissed her on both cheeks.
"Hello greg" she spoke kindly in her russian accent.
His attention averted over to me.
"Oh my goodness you are precious."
I let out a soft laugh and a shy smile. i had never been called 'precious' before.
"You know cristiano, well i have taken photos of him before back when he was younger, he is a fine looking man, and your portfolio tells me that you work with glenn? super!" he pulled out a large folder and opened it revealing pictures of me in various nike clothing.
"Yeah i do work with glenn" i smile at him reflecting back to glenn, my nike photographer with dreaded hair.
"And Cristiano is her boyfriend" Irina chimed in.
Greg seemed to have a mini heart attack and he gave me a tight hug practically squeezing me to death.
"Lucky girl" he teased me.
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I found myself in a dressing room wearing a black lace bra with gold stitching and a matching pair of panties.
I turned around and looked at myself in the mirror.
I felt sexy and cofident as i looked at my toned ass.
'Trainin has payed off in many ways' i thought to myself as i wrapped a white silk robe around me.
My phone began buzzing so i decided i might aswell pick up while im not super busy.
"Hey baby"i heard cristianos familiar low voice and i couldnt help but grin seductivly. i had missed him in many ways.
"Hey" i chimed back
"I just wanted to let you know that im home now, i missed you" i heard his voice growl through the phone.
"Good, congrats on winning the supercup cristiano--" i spoke with sincerity since real madrid had won the european supercup against sevilla
I paused to take a breath and then continued my sentence,
"Scoring twice is impressive, i guess i will have to reward you once i get to your place" i could hear his breathing hitch through the phone and i let out a seductive laugh.
"I look forward to seeing you then" i could hear him trying to control his tone and i smiled.
"Me too, i have to go now. see you soon" i sighed into the phone and hung up.
"You ready malia?" i heard Gregs voice and I walked out fully revealing my 'outfit'
"Malia you are perfect" he sighed as he placed a hand on his chest dramatically.
I think it was pretty safe to assume that he was gay.
Irina walked out wearing the same set as me but in a cream color. she looked fantastic and the set contrasted with her golden skin tone.
Greg couldnt handle himself.
"Ladies you look increadible" he cheered while giving us a small applause.
Irina looked at me and rolled her eyes a bit while laughing. i couldnt help but snicker at her facial expression.
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"Can you pick me up from academy" i texted cristiano while irina drove me back to the academy.
The shoot had gone very well.
We were both still wearing out set but with robes covering ourselves as irina drove.
I was wearing a dark red lace see-through bralette along with matching panties that cut up high so that my ass was basically all visible.