Photographing Patricia

CHAPTER 1

I went to the home improvement store a few weeks ago on a Saturday to pick up a few things for a project I was working on. On the way in I fell in step with a cute young girl also headed in. We both smiled and said hi. I stepped aside and let her enter first, being a gentleman. Of course I checked her out. Maybe not so much a gentleman. She was probably about 30, short brown hair, brown eyes, kind of cute. Very nice body. She was wearing tight jeans and a pullover sweater. I was in the screw and nail aisle getting some screws and she came down that aisle. She said, "We meet again."

"Hello again." I went about my shopping. Then when I was getting some wood glue in another aisle here she came again.

"I swear I'm not following you," she said and smiled.

"Hey. I wouldn't mind if you were." She laughed and went on her way.

When I approached the self checkout there she was, in front of me. "Hi again," I said. "I AM following you." Then I held up my hands on a defensive gesture. "No. Just kidding. I'm not a stalker or anything."

She laughed and said, "Good to know."

She finished checking out and I stepped up and paid for my stuff. When I stepped out the front door there she stood. "I lost my receipt," she said.

"Well that sucks. I'll give you mine," I joked.

"Thanks. That's really sweet. But I don't think that would do me any good."

"No, I guess not. I can help you look. It's a little breezy so it probably went that way," I said and pointed the way the wind was blowing.

"Thanks. But, you're right. As windy as it is it's probably long gone."

"Well I'm sure they can reprint it for you."

"You know? I probably don't need it anyway. I doubt I'll be returning this."

"And even if you do they can look it up by your card number if you paid by card."

"I did. That's right. I forgot they can do that. Thank you."

"You're welcome. Have a good day."

"You too."

I watched her ass as she walked away and thought, 'that was a little odd. It almost seems like she was just looking for an excuse to talk to me. But I know that can't be true. She's 10 years younger than me. And I'm far from being a chick magnet. Just wishful thinking.'

I drove across the street to Mickey D's to get a burger. I got my lunch and sat at a table to eat and looked at a magazine I had with me. I heard a female voice, "Hello again. We just keep bumping into each other." She was standing by my table holding her tray of food.

"Must be fate."

"Well, enjoy your lunch."

"Would you like to join me?"

"I see you're reading so I won't disturb you."

"Just something to do while I eat. Sit. I'd enjoy the company."

"Okay. If you're sure."

"Positive. I'm Lenny." I stuck out my hand.

"Patricia. Or Pat. Just not Patty. Nice to meet you."

"Same here. I feel like we're old friends we've met so many times."

"I know. It's crazy."

We talked while we ate. I found out she is an RN, single, but has a boyfriend. I told her I was a graphic design artist for an advertising company, single as well, but have a girlfriend. She said, "I thought maybe you were a photographer. I see your magazine there."

"Oh. Yeah. I do it as a side hustle. I'd like to go pro with it but for right now it's just something I do for fun. Well, not entirely. I do advertise and take some jobs. Trying to build up a clientele. That's actually why I was at the store. Getting supplies to build a backdrop I saw in this magazine I have here."

"Oh. What kind of photos do you do?"

"Landscape, wildlife, nature, people, cars. Pretty much anything, I guess. I contract to do car shows, weddings, personal portraits, and sell a little bit to magazines. I do okay, but not enough to live on without my other job."

"Sounds like fun. I used to like taking pictures. Just as a hobby. I wasn't all that good and gave it up. Do you do your own developing?''

"Oh yeah." And I bet you were better than you let on."

"No. I wasn't. But I did enjoy it."

"Well that's all that matters if it's just a hobby."

"I'd love to see some of your work."

"Sure. Anytime."

"I'm free right now. Are you?"

"Well, yeah. If you're serious."

"I am."

"Okay. Wanna follow me to my house. That's where my studio is. In my house. It's not far."

"Yeah. Let's go."

CHAPTER 2

She followed me home and I showed her my studio, darkroom, and equipment. I had some portraits hanging on the walls that she looked at. All different types. She said she was impressed. That they were really good. She asked if I had more and I got out a couple of albums to show her. She said she really liked them.

She said she really liked the way I did the portraits of people. There were several different ones. Glamour shots, regular portraits, indoors, outdoors, in front of backdrops, all types.

"Can I take a couple of you?"

"What on earth for?"

"I just love taking pictures. Particularly of beautiful women. I just keep them for my personal collection. And also to show potential customers."

"I've always wanted to get some professional portraits done but I can't afford it."

"Oh no. I wouldn't charge you. Like I said, these would just be for my collection. And to use in my portfolio to show to my customers when I'm trying to get their business. With you permission, of course. And of course I'd give you copies as well. What do you say? Sit for me?"

"Well. Yeah. I'd be willing to do it, I guess.

"Great! Let me just set up a backdrop."

"You mean now!? I can't do it now. I mean, I'm not dressed for it. And I don't have my make-up on. And my hair's a mess."

"You look great."

"Can we do it tomorrow? I'm off tomorrow, too. I'd much rather be dressed nicer and fix my hair and make-up. If that suits you."

"Yeah. Works for me. Say about 1?"

"Yeah, 1 is good. See you then."

CHAPTER 3

She showed up at 1 as planned. She looked really pretty. She was wearing a nice dress. White, with those sparkly things on it. Low cut in the back and just low enough in the front to show a slight V of cleavage. It wasn't real short but showed a couple inches of leg above her knees. Her legs were quite nice. She wore hose and white shoes. She had curled her hair. It wasn't curly, just curled in towards her neck at the bottom. She had put make-up on but not too much, thankfully. I don't like a lot of make-up. Just enough to enhance their beauty, not make it look fake.

"Wow! You look fabulous!"

"Thank you. I thought since you said you wanted to use my picture in your portfolio I should try to look nice. Is this okay?''

"It's perfect." I snapped several shots of her in various positions and poses and in front of various backdrops. "You know what?" I asked. "I would like to get a few shots of you in your nurse's uniform. Would that be possible? Do you wear scrubs?"

"Yeah. Blue scrubs."

"Perfect. I think they would be great in my portfolio. I can follow you to your house if you want or you can come back sometime. Whatever you prefer."

"I only live about 3 miles from here. I'll run home and change and come back if you want to do it now."

"That would be great. If there's anything else you want to change into bring it along also. We can do whatever you want."

"Okay. I'll be right back."

She was back in 30 minutes, in her blue scrubs. She still had her make-up on. She was quite the pretty little nurse. And I thought, 'She'd make a great 'naughty' nurse.' She was also carrying a bag containing some other clothes.

"I did bring another change of clothes, too. Just some casual everyday stuff. I hope you don't mind. If it's too much, just say so. I don't want to take advantage."

"No. It's fine. I told you to bring more if you wanted. And I'm the one that asked you to pose. Remember?"

"Yeah. But that's a lot of film. I don't want to cost you a fortune."

"I get my supplies wholesale. It's fine. Don't you worry about the cost. You just sit there looking pretty."

"Thanks."

I got several shots in her scrubs, with and without a hair net. Then she changed into a red and black checked skirt and white blouse. I got shots with the blouse tucked in and untucked. Sitting, standing, frontal, side, rear with her head turned. We must have taken about 150 shots total. I told her to give me a couple of days to develop them and I'd call her to come see them. She asked, "Could I possibly help or watch you develop them? I always wanted to learn to do that."

"Sure. I'll do some of them tonight, then some more tomorrow night, and probably finish them the next night. So, whenever you want to come would be fine."

"Can I help tonight? I'm not doing anything."

"Sure. Tonight is fine. I just need to eat my supper then I'll get started. Would you like to join me at supper? I'm not the best cook in the world, but I do okay I guess. I was planning on spaghetti tonight."

"Oohh! I love spaghetti. So yeah. I accept that offer."

We cooked together. Spaghetti, garlic bread, and salads. I opened a bottle of wine and we each had a glass with our meal. After cleaning up and getting everything put away we went to the darkroom to start on the pictures. I kind of explained the process to her as I went along and let her help with some of it. We developed about 50 pictures and hung them up to dry. She asked if she could come tomorrow night to do more. I told her of course she could. And that she'd be able to see the ones we had developed tonight. She was elated at the prospect of seeing them and developing some more. She left to go home about 8 PM.

We both had to work the next day, I got off at 5 and she at 4:30. She said she'd come over after eating and showering, about 7. I said that was fine. She and I were both very satisfied with the pictures we had developed the previous night. They turned out very well. We developed about 50 more and finished about 9. She said she would be back tomorrow night to finish. I asked what her boyfriend thought about her coming over here every night. She said, "He's out of town. Won't be home until next Wednesday. What about your girlfriend?"

"We're not at a real serious point yet. Just casual dating at this point. We usually only see each other once a week. And don't talk that much during the week. Maybe once or twice. So it's not a problem."

We made plans to finish the following night. I told her to come early and I'd make supper. She said she'd be there at 6 if that was okay.

"Perfect. I'll be showered and ready to go by then. Do you like grilled salmon?"

"Love it. See you at 6."

"Good night."

CHAPTER 4

We had our meal and finished up the rest of the pictures. And looked at the ones we had done the previous night. They turned out quite nicely, too. I told her I was going out with my girlfriend Holly the next night so we wouldn't be available to see the last batch. She said that was fine. I told her I was free all weekend if she wanted to see them then. We made plans for Saturday afternoon. "And thank you for sitting for me and for allowing me to use your pictures in my portfolio. They're really great pics and I think they'll help a lot."

"You're welcome. Thank you for taking my pictures at no charge. Like I said, I always wanted some professional photos but couldn't afford them."

"It worked out good for both of us. See you Saturday."

CHAPTER 5

She called to verify our meeting and came over at 1 Saturday. I asked if she had eaten lunch and she said she had a salad. I had eaten also so we retrieved the rest of the pictures from the darkroom and looked at them. Most of them were good. Of course a few not so much. There's always some of those. I picked the ones I wanted to use and marked the negatives to make copies. I gave her the rest. She offered to pay me enough to cover the cost of the film at least but I refused. I said, "I'm the one that asked you to let me photograph you. So I'll cover the expenses."

"I love them. Thank you." She flipped open an album that was laying on the coffee table. She had seen some of the photos in it earlier but not all. She turned to the back where she hadn't seen yet. There were some racier photos there. She looked through them. "I like these. They're very well done. Sexy, but not obscene."

"Yeah. I have people ask for those types of photos sometimes. And there are actually some that are a lot more, uh, shall we say, revealing? I don't keep those out for everybody to see. Just the ones that ask. And only if the people in the pictures have given their consent."

"I've thought about some like this, also. But never really had any need for them."

"I'll do some if you want. Maybe some for your boyfriend? I won't charge you."

"I don't know. We've only been dating a few weeks. I don't think I want to give him those kinds of pictures yet."

"I understand. We could take some and if you want to give them to him later you'll have them. Or for a future one if this one doesn't work out."

"Well. Maybe. I HAVE thought about it. Okay. But no nudes, or too risque'. They would have to be tasteful."

"Of course. Whatever you're comfortable with. You control the shots."

"Okay. I'll do it. When?"

"Now is as good a time as any. You want to go home and get whatever you want to wear and come back?"

"Okay. Sure. You sure you don't mind? I don't want to take advantage."

"I don't mind at all. It's good practice for me and also, if you approve, I can use them in my portfolio. But only if you approve."

"We'll have to wait and see about that. The ones you've done so far are fine, but I'll have to think about these others."

"Sure. Your decision."

"Okay. I'll be back shortly."

"Okay. Bring different things if you want. You know. More than one outfit."

"Okay."

CHAPTER 6

She got back to my place about 6. She was carrying a bag of clothes as well as a bag of burgers, fries, apple pies, and soft drinks. "I thought it was the least I could do to buy you supper for doing all of this."

"You didn't have to do that."

"Well, we need to eat."

"That we do. Thank you." We sat in the kitchen and ate and talked about what kinds of pictures she wanted. She said she had brought some of what she considered her sexy clothes, a negligee, and her bikini. "Is that too much?"

"No. Not at all." I was looking forward to doing these photos. This was my favorite part of this job. Doing sexy shots of pretty girls in various kinds of sexy outfits, and a few nudes when they were willing.

I set up a backdrop of a nature scene. She got dressed in my bedroom and came out wearing a short black skirt with a slit up the side, a white blouse with the bottom tied in a knot just under her breasts, fishnet stockings, and black shoes with heels, but not real high. She looked really good. I had her stand sideways to me and snapped a few shots. I told her to cock her leg to make it show through the slit in the side. I got shots from the side, front, and rear. I had her bend over to get a shot of her ass. I had her bend towards me to get a little down blouse shot. Some with her chest pushed out to highlight her breasts. Next she put on her bikini, which she filled out quite nicely. It wasn't a teenie tiny bikini, but it was very sexy. It was orange. The top just had strings that went around her back and around her neck. Her breasts were not huge, but they were very nice. The bottom was also basically strings at each side tied at her waist, It covered most of her ass cheeks. Which were also pretty nice. Her legs were long and tan. She in fact was tan all over. I got shots featuring her ass, breasts, and legs. I had put up a beach backdrop for these shots. I had her lay on a beach towel and got a couple of shots from her feet upwards. With legs flat, and legs bent at the knee. For negligee shots I put up a bedroom backdrop. Her negligee was a pale blue diaphanous material. Her top and bottoms underneath were a darker blue and pretty skimpy. Her outer negligee came down to just below her ass cheeks. She looked really, really hot in it. She said she was embarrassed but I told her she wasn't showing any more than she did in her bikini. I took more shots in her negligee than the other outfits. Again I got shots of her breasts, her ass, and her legs. I had her bend over again to make it rise up in the back and show her bottoms under the negligee. The negligee had a ribbon tie just under her breasts and I had her untie it and let it hang open for a couple of shots. She seemed a little embarrassed with some of these shots but she also seemed to enjoy it. I convinced her to lay on my bed for a few shots. I got some of her on her back, some flat, some with a leg cocked up. On her side. Flat on her belly, on her belly with her ass raised up, all very sexy. She said, "I guess that's it. That's all I brought."

"You know something that I have always thought was really sexy?"

"What?"

"A woman in a man's shirt and no skirt or pants. Just underwear under it."

"Yeah. I agree. That is sexy."

"Wanna do a few shots like that? You can use one of my shirts if you want."

"Okay. Sure."

I gave her one of my long sleeved white shirts and went out to wait. When she came out she asked, "Are you sure you want to do more? That's a lot."

"Yeah. I'm sure. In this business you have to take a lot of pictures then pick out the best ones."

"Okay " She rolled the sleeves of the shirt up to her elbows. And she indeed did look very sexy in my shirt. It hung not quite halfway to her knees.

I didn't use a backdrop for these. I had her act as if she were cooking in my kitchen. Then some in the living room.

She struck poses and I snapped away. I asked her to undo a button or 2 and she undid 2. I had her sit in a chair and cross her legs. I was taking pictures all this time. I went over and pulled the bottom of the shirt up some more to show more of her legs. After a couple of pics I said, "Wait," and unbuttoned a button at the bottom of the shirt so it would show just a hint of panties as she sat there. I could've had her do that but it was much more fun to do it myself. Her panties were pink. A few more pics. I said, "Let's see just a little more up here. Is that okay?" I started undoing the third button at the top of the shirt.

"Yeah. I guess."

I pulled the 2 sides of the collar of the shirt open a little bit to see just a hint of a pink bra. Again, I could've asked her to do that but I enjoyed doing it. I snapped a few shots. "Excellent." I said. "Very good shots. Now stand up and bend towards me to pick up that magazine from the table so the shirt gaps open. "Perfect. Okay. Undo the rest of the buttons. I snapped away as she unbuttoned the rest of the buttons. "Nice! Now strike a sexy pose. One hand on your hip and one on the back of your head. Hip cocked to the side and head tilted. Have you seen poses like that? You know what I mean?''

"Like this?"

"Yes, exactly. Perfect." I got about 10 shots. She looked sexy as hell standing there in my shirt, unbuttoned, bra and panties on display. I went to her and started positioning her hands on her hips in such a way that it held the shirt open more. With the shirttail behind her hands on her hips. I wanted to keep my hands on her longer but dared not push it any farther. I was getting pretty turned on. I snapped a few shots then went over and said, "Let's get a few with you taking the shirt off." I pulled the top of the shirt down off of her shoulders just enough to show her bare shoulders. "Good, good. Hold that pose. Now turn and look back over your shoulder. A nice sexy smile. Perfect. You're doing excellent. You should be a model."

"Yeah. Right."

"I'm serious. You're a natural. And beautiful."

"Thanks."

I went to her and pulled the shirt down her arms to her wrists and let it hang there. "Okay. Hold right there. Perfect. Now turn again." Her bra covered breasts and her pink panties were on full display now and she looked super hot. "Now. Let the shirt drop from one hand and hang from the other. Good. That's it. Now turn so I can get a shot from behind. Perfect. Okay, drop the shirt completely."

"I don't know."

"Why? You wouldn't be showing any more than you are right now."

"No, I guess not. But that would just seem like I was almost naked."

"It wouldn't be showing any more than your bikini."

"No, but my bikini's not underwear."

"I guess you're right. If you're not comfortable with doing that, it's okay. You don't have to. These are your pictures. How about this? Take the bra off, put the shirt back on, and leave it unbuttoned enough to show just a hint of your breasts?"

"That's worse than my underwear! But I do kind of like the idea. That would be very sexy, wouldn't it? A little naughty but not obscene."

"Exactly."

"I'll be right back." She went to my bedroom and came back out with the shirt on and 2 buttons undone at the top. I had her sit and make sure the shirt gapped open a little and took a picture from the side.

"I'm not seeing much," I said and stepped over to unbutton another button. "Lean forward with your elbows on your knees." I got a pretty decent down blouse shot. "I don't know. That's not working real well. Let me get you a different shirt." I got a smaller one that wasn't as stiff as the one she had on now and would hang away from her breasts better. And also was shorter. "There. That's better," I said. I was able to get a few very good shots that showed her breasts quite well. Not all of them but enough to know she wasn't wearing a bra. "Nice! These are some good shots. Now stand up. I started undoing more of the buttons.

"Whoa!"

"You want some good sexy pics don't you?"

"Yeah. But not naked."

"You're not going to be naked. These pics are going to be sexier than naked. Partially clothed and hiding a little is sexier than baring it all."

"I agree."

"Okay. I just want to open your shirt enough to show part of your breasts but not all. And you're covered at the bottom. Trust me."

"Well, okay."

I opened her shirt and let it hang from her breasts. Her nipples were covered. I started snapping away. "Now turn a little, now the other way. Cock one leg. Bend over a little. Look up and reach above your head to get something out of the cabinet." All of these moves caused her breasts to be shown more. And they were marvelous. "Okay. Stand still." I again positioned her shirt to show most, but not all, of her breasts.

Then I grasped the waistband of her panties and went to pull them down slightly. She jumped back and said,"Whoa! What are you doing?"

"Don't panic. I'm not trying anything. I just want to make you look even sexier, if that's possible. Panties down just slightly. Just above the hairline."

"Okay. But I'll do it."

"Okay." She pushed the waistband down an inch or so.

"Maybe just a little more?" I asked. She did and I snapped a few pics. "What would you say to losing the shirt and get a couple shots from the back? And maybe cover your breasts with your arm or hands and get a few frontal shots that way."

"I don't know. That's getting pretty risque'. I'd be too embarrassed to do that. "

"Yeah. But you gotta admit, it's pretty sexy. And you are one beautiful lady and have a rockin' bod. So you should be proud and show it off. Nothing to be embarrassed about."

"Well. I am proud of my body. I'm not ashamed. Just embarrassed to be that exposed."

"I get it. But these would be for your eyes only. Unless you want to share them with your boyfriend or whoever. I wouldn't put them on display."

"Okay then."

I stepped over to her to help her off with the shirt. Like it was a big chore. I just wanted to undress her. I also wanted to get my hands on her soft smooth skin as I posed her in various positions. She kept her arm or her hands over her breasts the entire time. Damn! She looked good in nothing but a pair of pink panties. A wonderfully shaped ass and long, luscious legs. I snapped quite a few pictures. I would have loved to get her out of those panties also, but I dared not suggest that.

But I did suggest that she let her nipples poke between her fingers as she covered her breasts with her hands. And she allowed me to reach under her hands to tweak her nipples to get them hard. I heard her sigh a little bit then giggle when I did that.

After several shots she turned her back to me and put her bra back on, then my shirt. And buttoned it up. "I think that's enough," she said.

"Shoot. I was enjoying it."

"Yeah. I can tell." She glanced down and pointed to my obvious erection.

"Oh. Yeah. Sorry. But you are a beautiful, extremely sexy woman, Patricia. That's beyond my control."

"Thank you. And I'll take that", indicating my erection, "as a compliment."

"And you should."

She went to my bedroom and got dressed in her own clothes and we made plans to develop the pictures the next night as she had to go to her parents house now.

CHAPTER 6

She came over at 6 the next evening and we ate some meatloaf she had made and brought over. I warmed up some veggies and rolls to go with it. She wore jeans and a T-shirt. Both pretty tight and they showed her assets off nicely. Then we went to the darkroom and started developing the pictures. She was anxious to see them, as was I, and we worked until we finished. 223 pictures. We finished at 10 PM. She was very pleased with the results and so was I. "But," she said, "I don't remember some of those shots. The close-ups. I don't remember you doing close-ups."

"I used a zoom lens and it looks like I was right up close but I wasn't."

"Those ones with my nipples poking between my fingers look like you were 6 inches away, but I know you were several feet away. And when I was laying on your bed and you took shots from my feet up my body. You can see the pubic hair under my panties."

"Yeah. All done with a zoom lens. I hope you don't mind. I knew those would not be for the public. Just private for you and your boyfriend if you decide to share with him. And hopefully me, if you'll allow me to keep copies."

"To tell you the truth, when I first saw them I was shocked and a little angry. But I realized they really are good. And pretty darn sexy. You made me look good."

"They are VERY sexy. And I didn't make you look good, you do that all on your own. You're beautiful, and you've got a killer body. I'm sorry I did that without asking but I got wrapped up in the moment and I figured I would destroy them if you asked me to."

"No. I like them. The way you did them is very tasteful. Sexy, revealing, but not too much. You're very good. Oh. And, yes, you can keep copies. But I'll pick out the ones I'll allow you to use in your portfolio. "

"Thank you. And you're an excellent model. And of course you have complete control of them. "

We were sitting on the couch in my living room looking at the pictures. And sharing a bottle of wine. Occasionally she said things like, "Oh my God! Is that really me? Oh gosh that's embarrassing. I can't believe I let you take these. How do you make me look so good?"

"That's all you, Baby. I just snap what I see."

"No. There's an art to it. I know that from when I used to dabble a little."

"Yeah. I admit there are things I do to make the picture better. Angle, lighting, timing, posing, and such. But I can't change the subject."

"What do you normally charge for your services?"

"That depends on the job. Whether I have to use backdrops or just natural settings. How many photos they want, how many copies, how long it takes, all sorts of variables. But it usually runs between $500 and $1000."

"Not bad. Especially to do something you enjoy."

"And I enjoyed doing your photos more than any I have ever done."

"Awww. That's sweet. I enjoyed it, too."

We sorted the pics as to which ones I could use in my portfolio, which ones she didn't want anyone seeing, other than her and me, and some to just can.

Then I asked her if was still interested in photography. She said, "Yeah. Kinda. I still take some pictures now and then. But when I found out I wasn't very good I mostly gave it up."

"Do you have decent equipment? That makes a huge difference."

"Not really. All I have is a 35MM Kodak. Not one of the better ones."

"If you'd be interested I could give you some of my older stuff that I don't use anymore. And I'd be glad to tutor you, also."

"I can't afford to buy your stuff. I'm on a very tight budget."

"I said I would give it to you. Not sell it to you. To help out a fellow photography buff. And hopefully a friend."

"Oh yes. Definitely a friend. And if you're serious that would be awesome. I'd love some tutoring. Can I look at your camera there on the tripod?"

"Sure." I told her what kind it is and some of the specs.

"Can I take a picture?"

"Help yourself."

"Okay. Go stand over there and I'll take one of you."

"Okay. I guess that's only fair."

I posed for her and she snapped my picture. Then she said, "Alright, now a sexy pose."

"Oh, I see how this is going to be. Payback time." I pulled up my shirt sleeve and flexed my bicep, what little I have, in a mock sexy pose. I bent forward and hunched my shoulders in an imitation bodybuilder pose. I laughed and she giggled and snapped my picture.

"Alright, unbutton the shirt. Let's see those abs."

"I don't have abs."

"Shut up and do it." I unbuttoned my shirt and put my hands on my hips and stuck my chest out. "Good. Good. Hold that pose. Now turn around. Let's get a shot of the tushy." I played along and played the part of a sexy male model. "Alright. Now lose the shirt." I did and she took a picture. Then she came over to pose me.

She said, "I could see that you really liked looking at the pictures you took of me. I saw it in your eyes. And here." She reached down and grasped my cock through my pants. "I got a little bit excited myself looking at them. There's something very erotic and stimulating about exposing yourself to another person."

"Yeah. I did thoroughly enjoy looking at your pictures. And yes I did get aroused. As I am right now."

"Yes. I see you are. What are we going do about that?"

"I'm sure we can think of something." I took her in my arms and started kissing her. She still had her hand on my now very erect penis. While we continued to kiss I lifted her t-shirt up and over her head. I cupped a breast in my hand and squeezed. Her bra was thin and I could feel her nipple harden underneath. I reached around her and unclasped the bra and pulled it off. I now had unfettered access to her glorious tits. I fondled each in turn and started kissing her neck and shoulders. In short order my lips were on her breasts, kissing and licking. I took a nipple between my lips and sucked on it, making her moan. She held my head to her chest as I sucked and kissed all over her tits. She was undoing my belt, then my jeans, and stuck her hand down inside to grasp my hard cock. She stroked her hand up and down on it and I started undoing her jeans. I raised my head to kiss her lips again and pushed my hands into the back of her jeans to cup her ass cheeks. I started sliding her jeans down. They were tight so I had to grasp the waist band with both hands and work them over her hips and ass. I knelt at her feet and removed her shoes and helped her step out of her jeans. Then I stood up and kicked off my shoes as she pushed my jeans down. She knelt and pulled them over my feet. Then she pulled my underwear down and took my cock in her hand again. She stroked it a couple of times then leaned in and put her lips around it. She reached around and held my ass in her hands and moved her lips up and down my shaft. I let her do this for just a minute, then I knew I was going to blow so I pulled away and lifted her to her feet. I backwards walked her to the couch and sat her down on it. I pulled her hips to the edge and knelt between her legs. I grasped her panties in my hands and pulled them down her long, luscious legs. When I pulled them over her feet I started kissing my way up her legs, switching back and forth. I didn't waste any time and arrived at her crotch very quickly. I saw that she had a small patch of black hair just above her pussy. Just a thin strip about 1 inch wide and 3 inches long, up and down. I kissed her pussy lips, which were already moist. I ran my tongue up and down her slit and she squealed with delight. I licked and kissed her pussy for a few minutes then inserted a finger and finger fucked her and raised up to suck her tits. Then I went down again and put my tongue into her snatch. I worked it around a little then found her clit and worked my tongue back and forth over it. She screamed and grabbed my head in her hands and pulled my face tighter into her. I con tinued working her clit with my tongue and she screamed again and gushed a load of her sweet juices into my mouth.

She urged me to a standing position and slid off the couch onto her knees. She took my cock into her mouth again and started blowing me and fondling my balls. In about probably a minute I was shooting a load of hot sperm into her mouth. She pulled back and I gave her a creampie all over her face. She stood and continued to fondle my cock with her hand and we kissed and I fondled a tit with one hand and her ass with the other. I got hard again very quickly. She pushed me back to sit on the couch and straddled my legs. She lowered her dripping cunt onto my rock hard dick and moved her hips around while we kissed. I squeezed her tits again and tweaked her nipples, making her squeal again. She started moving her pussy up and down on my shaft. Slowly at first, then increasing speed. I told her, "I'm about to cum again so please slow down and make it last longer." She did. She sat still for a few moments, then started moving her hips back and forth. After a couple minutes I laid her back on the couch and got on my knees between her legs. She guided my cock into her once again and I started moving in and out slowly while gazing down at her. Her tits went around in circles as I thrusted in and out, She started moaning and raising her hips to meet my thrusts and said she was close. I started fucking her faster and harder. I felt my balls slapping against her pussy when I pushed into her. I reached down and fondled her tits as I fucked her and in just a few more seconds we were both cumming. She screamed out "Oh fuck! Yes! Fuck me! I'm cumming!"

I said, "Oh God, Baby! Your pussy is so tight! It feels so good! I'm cumming, too!" I blasted my load into her and felt her pussy muscles contract and squeeze my cock harder. As her pussy muscles relaxed I felt our mingled juices running out of her and down the front of my thighs. When my cock deflated I pulled out and laid on top of her to kiss her as our orgasms subsided. In a few minutes I got up to allow her to sit up. We sat naked and kissed for a few minutes.

I said, "So. You passed your first lesson in photography with flying colors."

"Oh yeah? What was the lesson?"

"That it's all about the interaction between the photographer and her subject."

We both laughed. She said, "You're an excellent teacher."

"And you're an excellent student. I hope we have more lessons."

"Me too."