A Bridge Over the Brink (Closed for sw_24)

[PleasureBot69]

Magdalena Samsa sat in her office, looking out over the city. She was a well-liked employee at a government office responsible for Chicago's municipal recreational services, and was finished with her daily duties early. It was a pleasant feeling: basking a little in the burning red sunset that flashed over the streets and city-scape, and filled her office with a faintly fiery tinge. Taking a break from closing up her office for the day, she turned to look at a picture of fiancee, Gregory Blackstone, an elegant, handsome man in his early thirties.

Magdalena herself, Magda for short - though she kept this short 'pet' name for only her closest friends - was twenty-five, tall and brunette. She had a well-proportioned body, with a large set of breasts usually encased in classy dark lingerie, and hips like those of a model. Currently she was sitting in a medium-length skirt and a blouse, having spent much of the day slogging around the city in a heavier coat. The season was turning towards fall, and so the nights were closing in faster by the night.

Hearing a knock at her door, Magda turned with surprise to see who was there. It was hardly a rarity for people to drop by, but since it was Friday, many people had left early. She wondered who else would still be at the office.

 

[sw_24]

Thomas McArther, noticed, Magda was still in the office as he was leaving he ha stopped by her office to congratulate her on her engagement. He was fond of her, yet had not quite connected on more than a coworker level. He knew better than to call her Magda as he greeted her. "Magdlena, I just wanted to congratulate you on your engagement. I am certain he realizes what a lucky man he is." He smiled, looking to see a peak of her legs. He smiled and mentioned he was leaving hoping she would walk out with him.

As he left he ran into a friend Antonio Sanchez, a friend of his. He had a studio just a couple building over, Thomas asked if he was there to go out for drinks, but Antonio had an appointment to take photographs of a girl in the building. That was it and Thomas was on his way.

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Antonio paused at the door, stunned at her beauty, she was beutiful, in a way she did not realize. He stood for a few moments before knocking to get her attention. "Excuse me Miss Samsa .... I am a frined of Benjamin Moores ... I believe he is the best man in you upcoming wedding ... is he not. You see I am a photographer and as a gift to you and your fiance he has requested I take photos of you around town. Candid shots for the love of your life. Oh I am sorry this all must seem a bit out of place, I can tell that Benjamin has not included you in his plan has he. Please feel free call him and verify if you like."

 

[PleasureBot69]

Magdalena smiled in a friendly way, not seeing the man as any threat, or anything but a friendly worker showing up to do a day's task. Magda was a far cry from stupid - she had a senior position in the office for a reason - but she was morally innocent. The possibility that this man could be a psychopathic murderer, or kidnapper, did not particularly cross her mind. To the contrary, why on earth someone would want to take her out and photograph her - aside from it being her husband's initiative - was beyond her imagination, and so did not occur to her.

Magda knew Benjamin well. This was the other reason she implicitly trusted Antonio (though she still did not know his name): how would some psychopathic criminal know the name of a close friend of the family.

Well...a close friend of Gregory's, anyway. There had always been tension between Magda and Benjamin. Neither of them were bad people. But Benjamin sometimes had a way of looking at Magda that made her uncomfortable. And he seemed to think that Magda was "uptight", "prudish", and so on -- the very things that Magda most feared were true. Gregory sometimes seemed half-convinced of his friend's suggestions, and that made Magdalena lash out against Ben.

Rising, Magdalena took her black jacket off the hook, and slipped it on, leaving it open at the front. It wasn't too cold inside, though outside it was going to be a bit chilly. She stepped over to Antonio, extending her hand. "Yes, my name is Magdalena Samsa, you're at the right place. You're also right that Benjamin did not discuss this with me, but there's no need to call. I can see what's going on. You know, I think this could be some fun."

Thinking for a moment, Magda then went on. "Around town would be fun. I know a few good places which Gregory - that's my fiance - will appreciate. But why not start here with a few pictures? We first met in this office building, you see. He was a...mailboy," she said with a faint smile, remembering. "Do you have your equipment with you?"

 

[sw_24]

"Yes, my name is Magdalena Samsa, you're at the right place. You're also right that Benjamin did not discuss this with me, but there's no need to call. I can see what's going on. You know, I think this could be some fun."

"I am so sorry ... he assured me he was to talk with you. You see he thought a perfect gift to you fiance would be photographs of his lovely birde ... and now if I may add I can certainly agree." Antonio assured her. He was a ladies man and had a way of comforting woman. His stature spoke little of his abilities to seduce a woman, though he was tall he was slim, his dark hair pulled back into a pony tail.


"Around town would be fun. I know a few good places which Gregory - that's my fiance - will appreciate. But why not start here with a few pictures? We first met in this office building, you see. He was a...mailboy," she said with a faint smile, remembering. "Do you have your equipment with you?"


"Yes I agree there are so many places about town to take photos, the pier, museums, the parks with the artwork and so much lovely architecture." He paused as she inqured about him having his equipment. "

Before he even answered, he had his camera out and had taken a photo. "I take my equipment everywhere ... one never knows when they will find the perfect subject." He smiled to her. He zoomed in on her face, catching a glimpes of the lake through the window behind her.

"A mail boy was Gregory you say." He tried to get her to talk. The camera clicked as he moved closer. He was about to move her hair along her face, but paused. "Do you mind ... is it ok if I adjust your hair slightly to catch the sun .... "

 

[PleasureBot69]

"Oh, no, that's alright." Magda smiled as he brushed against her hair, seemingly accidentally, encouraging him to adjust her as he needed. "That's very sensitive of you. I've never understood photography...how to make a portrait really beautiful. Like most people, I think I see quality when it's in front me, but what I envy about artists is - they can make it themselves. They don't have to wait."

"Sorry, now I'm just babbling to myself." She remained where she was standing, not wanting to disrupt his picture-taking. Her jacket, still hanging open, felt somewhat unprofessional - but would look good for a more personal kind of shot. Magda had to keep reminding herself: this was not for a wall in the office, this was for a frame in Gregory's keeping.

"So...do you know Benjamin quite well?" A very faint line of annoyance moved over her face as she asked, but she continued to smile for the camera.

Link to image showing current clothing (the model also looks oddly like me / my character): http://i.azcentral.com/i/sized/4/A/E/e298/j350/PHP4D4B2A8EEEEA4.jpg

 

[sw_24]

]"That's very sensitive of you. I've never understood photography...how to make a portrait really beautiful. Like most people, I think I see quality when it's in front me, but what I envy about artists is - they can make it themselves. They don't have to wait."

"Ohhh Magdalena ... such a nice name." I complimented her as his hand brushed her hair back, getting a subtle hint of her soft skin. "You are two sweet. I am a simple photographer, just lucky enough to find an occupation I do so enjoy. Yet with a subject as yourself, you simply make my job easy to make art."

"Sorry, now I'm just babbling to myself."

"Oh no no no, your voice is so sweet ... and I adore your appreciation." Antonio added. No please relax a bit ... remember this is for your lover." He teased. He continued to click photos. "Please stand get comfortable ... " pictures continued as he twisted and turned the camera, stopping a moment or two for adjustments. "Now sit on the edge of the desk, legs crossed, smiling slyly ... confident in yourself. .... yes yes yes"

"So...do you know Benjamin quite well?"

"Yes Benny" Antonia smiled knowing she was probably well aware of his disdain for being called Benny. "We are friends ... he likes my work ....we share times at the bar ... yet not much more. Antonio responded feeling her dislike of him.

"Shall we continue here, about town or well if you like my studio is but a couple blocks away." Antonio urged.

 

[PleasureBot69]

This man was such a flirt. And it was not as though Magdalena was not wise to how his comments could be taken as trying to gain intimacy. But he also seemed thoughtful, kind and interesting, and Magda was a strong woman who knew how to take care of herself. She felt no threat from him. "You know, I think your studio would be fine. There are a few other places I'd like to try, to make the pictures personalized...maybe we could go to your studio first, and see how things go. If you have a lot of backgrounds and so on, maybe we can gauge how much else we want to do after.

"A couple of questions. First, I don't think I caught your name. The other thing was, how much time have you been hired for?"

As she spoke, she stepped away from the desk, buttoning her coat for the walk outside. "Do you mind if I see how those came out - on your screen?" She gestured to his camera, waiting for his agreement in case he had an artist's flair for privacy.

 

[sw_24]

"You know, I think your studio would be fine. There are a few other places I'd like to try, to make the pictures personalized...maybe we could go to your studio first, and see how things go. If you have a lot of backgrounds and so on, maybe we can gauge how much else we want to do after.

"Yes Yes I understand" Antonio responded in his fake spanish accent. "My studio would be wonderful ... I am most certain I can find a back ground and ummm prop to suit your desires." He sensed her confidence. By no means was he a predator, yet he found it easily to bed a girl. For some reason it seemed women were drawn to him.

"A couple of questions. First, I don't think I caught your name. The other thing was, how much time have you been hired for?"

"Oh please excuse me for my not introducing myself, I am Antonio Sanchez and the pleasure is mine to meet such a lovely woman. Oh and Benjamin and I have come to an agreement where I have cleared my schedule for your photo shoot, no worries for you."

"A couple of questions. First, I don't think I caught your name. The other thing was, how much time have you been hired for?"

"Hmmmm" Antonio hemmed a bit. It was common for people to want to see the instant results. "For you yes please ... feel free to look" He moved close to her holding the camera with the first photo of her in front of her, but near her breasts, in an effort to gage her reaction.

 

[PleasureBot69]

Magda looked at herself on the screen, and seemed to be pleased by the image. Seeing herself in this shrunken space, from this third-person view, only emphasized in her own mind that she was beautiful, and this made her happy. She was a thoughtful woman, contemplative, even dreamy - but like most people, one of her foibles was a love of praise, flattery, and her own attractiveness. She tried not to use it to gain power over people, but many men seemed to be like putty in her hands, and she glowed a little brighter when this was the case. As a flower seems (in our minds at least) to relish being enjoyed in its perfume, so Magdalena relished being enjoyed for her looks.

If the camera was too near to her breasts for comfort, she made no mention of it. Instead, she smiled brightly. "That's a nice shot," she said simply, approvingly. In the picture, she wore a natural smile, as though the photographer had made her laugh. Seeing this made her laugh for a moment, although she stifled it. "Sorry - seeing myself smiling makes me smile even more. It's like blushing, I guess."

As they began to walk out of the building, Magda was still mulling over Antonio's words. "When you say that you and Benjamin had an agreement...what did you mean?" She seemed faintly suspicious, at least enough to dig. What Antonio might pick up was the degree of hostility that seemed to exist between Ben and Magda. Certainly, Antonio's words had been quite neutral, and so Magda's questioning them seemed to suggest that she thought Benjamin to be quite a shady man.

Which was, as a matter of fact, not unwarranted.

 

[sw_24]

Antonio was pleased she did not pull back when the camera was so close to her. As he looked down her blouse he whispered. "mmm such a lovely shot ... but as I said ... you are so easy to take a lovely shot of.

"Your smile is so loving ... you shall show it often, there is nothing to blush about Magdalena for you are a lovely girl." Antonio spoke confidently. She was confident and trusting, he had picked that up, he was certain she was aware he was a womans man.

"oh Benny ... yes Benny. I owe him a favor, for he got me a very good client. You seem to not like him .. I hear it in your voice. I do sense that and yes Benny can come accross that way" Antonio, suddenly stopped, falling to his knees the camera clicking before Magda knew what had happened.

 

[PleasureBot69]

The picture would show Magda's face displaying a faint look of surprise, though not a negative one. Her eyes were bright and bemused, seeing Antonio suddenly fall down in front of her. From this angle, her breasts seemed larger, and she almost loomed in the image like a goddess. Due to her walking forward, her upper body leaned forward, emphasizing her chest.

Due to her long skirt, the image would not be an up-skirt, although Magda's second reaction was to think that was Antonio's intention. When she realized that he was just surprising her, she paused where she was standing, laughing at how 'artistic' this man was. Apparently tickled by his spontaneity, she eventually leaned back slightly, laughing - emphasizing her chest a different way, so that their large size was more clearly defined within the blouse she wore.

Putting her hands on her hips, she posed a little in the street, putting on a slightly sultry look. "Gregory is going to think this is hilarious," she noted, putting a finger on her lower lip seductively and looking at the camera with a smoking-hot "serious look". "Are you going to get up again, you crazy man?" she asked Antonio, tickled by his antics.

 

[sw_24]

The picture was pure art, as the sky was orange and purple as the sun began to set, yet face framed perfectly as he tilted the camera clicking away. He could sense her thought of how humerous this was. "You look as a goddess would." He spoke between shots.

"Oh yes so sexy girl" He cooed as she gave him a sultry look. THough he could sense her apprehension about the look.

Finally he began to get up. "Plase hold this as I brush myself off." He handed her the camera allowing her to see the photo. As he bent to brush his pants off, he looked at her. Her body was so much better than what her work clothing allowed him to see.

He stood a few feet from her, allowing her to continue to look. "This Gregory is will love these photos. Some will be funny, some simply beautiful and others sultry." He paused to sense her reaction. "So what is it do you think Gregory would like."

 

[PleasureBot69]

Magda laughed again, once again with that magical laugh of hers that seemed to say yes. "I think Gregory would like this last one more than the others. Look, I may as well say, I'm not a very...you know...sensual person, normally. But I think Gregory wouldn't mind if I kicked things up a notch. And Benjamin's offer...this shoot...I guess I'd like it to be a very special one for Greg." It was not clear what she was saying. Even to Magda, the message was somewhat less than clear. She thought for a moment, and tried again.

"I don't want smutty pictures. I hope you can work with me on this, to make the pictures...you know, sultry and personal without being..." She leaned a little closer in order to whisper. "...perverted, or anything." Her bright eyes laughed at the thought, and she nodded over to a nearby building that they seemed to be approaching. "Oh, is this the place?"

As they walked on, she continued speaking, seeming to treat Antonio as though he were a basically sexless person. This is not an uncommon habit of a woman in the company of somebody hired to essentially provide a service - to forget that the person providing the service is in fact still a man, still a sexual being, and still observant of the woman's looks and charms. "I'm not sure how easy this shoot is going to be, in doing that. I mean, I'm wearing business clothes. It almost sends the wrong message, you know? I'm not trying to get hired by the man, I want to give him a sexy gift!"

 

[sw_24]

]"I think Gregory would like this last one more than the others. Look, I may as well say, I'm not a very...you know...sensual person, normally. But I think Gregory wouldn't mind if I kicked things up a notch. And Benjamin's offer...this shoot...I guess I'd like it to be a very special one for Greg."

"Yes yes ... I do think he may like that." Antonio teases "After all he is a man a sensual photo of his lovely bride .... but Magalena I do see you as sensual, sexy and well ...." He paused "It is my job as your photographer to bring that out ... to show you what lies within. "I am sure I can find the perfect ... sexy ... gift for Gregory."

"I don't want smutty pictures. I hope you can work with me on this, to make the pictures...you know, sultry and personal without being..."[/B] She leaned a little closer in order to whisper. "...perverted, or anything." Her bright eyes laughed at the thought, and she nodded over to a nearby building that they seemed to be approaching. "Oh, is this the place?"

"Smutty... I do not do smut Miss Samsa ... I see photography as an art ... to capture the moment ... to see beyond the picture ... to tell a story." Antonia said a bit scrnfully at the comment he would ever take a smutty picture. "Perver....never ... art yes!!!"

Even in her words he felt she had hinted to push her limits a bit.

"Yes yes that is me ... well not all my building, just the 11th floor ... penthouse" Antonio added laughing as the building was shorter than the others nearby. Though there was a great veiew over Grant Park to the lake, the Field Museum to the right from his patio.

"I'm not sure how easy this shoot is going to be, in doing that. I mean, I'm wearing business clothes. It almost sends the wrong message, you know? I'm not trying to get hired by the man, I want to give him a sexy gift!"

"Oh you may be in luck Magdalena ... I have just finished a photo layout for a boutique in New York ... I have racks of things you may find pleasing for you." It was true, he had just finished work and as typical the clothing would remain for a few days after the shoot. "Such a variety ... we will find the perfect thing for your Gregory."

He held the door open for her allowing her to enter the loft style building. Gudiding her to the elevator he inserted his pass card to allow him access to the 11th floor. He was telling the truth, he did in fact rent the entire floor. The elevator moved slowly ... "My studio has many a phot for you to view, some of my works ... please look see if you find a photo you would like to try."

The door opened slowly, to his studio, the lits were dim yet the walls were filled with photos. Anywhere from sunsets, nature scenes, weddings, personal photos and even a few nudes tastefully done. In the far corner there was a callage of a woman he had photgraphed three years ago. The photoes showed her starting much like Magdalena in her business attire, moving to more casual, a couple dinner scenes, then in lingerie, then leather, the final her arms are bound, she is wearing only heels and the lether bindings, her eyes are closed, her hair covers her face, though you see her nervous lips, as men in suits stand around her.

"Please look Magdalena ... find what you like, what you enjoy, what excites you ... I will get you a glass of wine ... yes" Antoio hung his coat, which though he was slim, he was quite fit. His tight t-shirt displayed his strong torso, his tight jeans hugged his body hiding little. His outfit would cause many to question his sexuality.

 

[PleasureBot69]

Magda paid close attention to the new room, as she was inclined to do, taking it all into account. She noticed in particular the large image of the transforming woman. Perhaps it was naivete, the foolishness of innocence, but she did not apply its message to herself. She counted herself as a separate existence from pieces of art. They were foreign by definition, and she rarely drew their morals up into her own life. And so this business woman who became a slut - she was just a character, with no relation to Magdalena.

One might say that Magda saw the morals of stories, but never applied them to her own life. It was as though they could not tell her anything about herself, that she did not already know. She lacked a healthy doubt and skepticism about her own motivations and inclinations, so that the possibility that she was a business woman who would be turned into a submissive slut - did not enter her mind in the slightest.

In the image, the girl was surrounded by staring men, who seemed to be judging, evaluating her appearance, her predicament, and enjoying it. Magda thought that's very interesting, and what a strange thing it must be to be in a sex club! Still, a 'sex club' was a foreign entity, a place Other to herself, and one she was not likely to encounter. All the more reason to leave it as an aesthetic moment, and pass it by.

Smiling at the picture, she looked around a little more before Antonio returned. She noticed his clothes more distinctly now, and thought wow, he probably really is gay. Well, artists... Magda bought into stereotypes no less than most people, although rarely supported the malicious ones. For example, thinking of a fashion-forward man as homosexual: sure. Thinking of a homosexual in any unkind terms: never. To the contrary, if he was gay, so much the better! These sexy pictures took a lot of courage from Magda, even to the tame extent already explored: she would want a non-threatening photographer.

"What a lovely place," she said simply.

An opportunity arose for Antonio to play the situation with skill and finesse. Magda pointed out a woman who was dressed slightly flirtatiously: her bra was showing, and her short skirt showed a lot of thigh - she pointed this out as her desired image. But her eyes seemed distracted by an image of a some women wearing leather lingerie. In the pair of images, the first was standing gazing intensely into the camera, as though trying to seduce the photographer:

http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VY_v2DXPvWU/Tuo-xUIQVzI/AAAAAAAABO4/7Ri5utDLhS8/s320/leather+c.JPG

And in the second, the woman was on her knees, looking up at the camera expectantly:

http://www.mr-shopping.net/images/products/open_bust_faux_leather_corset_582092.jpg

Magda's eyes seemed tempted by these pictures, as though wanting to experiment, but afraid to ask. She seemed to be pointing insistently at much more moderate pictures, ones that seemed to be in more classically 'pure' taste.

 

[sw_24]

Antonio watched from the shadows, what Magda was looking at. Her wandering eyes would tell him much. He saw more and more pasuing at the sexy art photos than the tame photoes, spending nearly no time at the wedding photographs, or the casual, or the nature or the architectual.

As he approached her she commented on his lovely place. "Well it is not much but thank you. As he moved he used his hands, maybe as a direct intent to hint at him being gay. He had found woman where much more willing to partake in there desires and when they saw him as a gay man who would not care or judge there bodies. He could see the desire in her eyes, yet also knew not to point the issue.

"Yes that is a lovely, teasing photo, suggestive but not overt. You can see it in her, her desires, to be a woman. That was a lovely shoot" Antonio added. "Wait right here I have the perfect outfit. "

he turned vanishing in the back room for nearly ten minutes before returning carrying a mini skirt business suit, white blouse, and dark burgundy lingeire, with black trim, along with a standard pair of stillettos 4". He had selected the outfit intentionally, it would accent her features, her legs and breasts, and with a simple, undoing a button would scream sexy. "I think this would be perfect for you, I have already placed the garter and stockings in the dressing room for you, Miss Samsa"

He hoped she would agree before adding "We will see how this goes and maybe we can move on to more seductive photos as the evening progresses.

 

[PleasureBot69]

Seeing Antonio's antics made Magda smile a little, but when he came through with a full set of clothing that would really sex her up, her eyebrows raised. This man was seemingly more red-blooded and straight than he seemed. Either that, or he simply had the detached interest that someone who didn't swing that way might have built up over the years. Magdalena began to suspect the latter, and with a smile, took the clothes as offered.

Going into the back-room, she stripped out of her clothes quickly, and changed into all of the offered materials. This left her feeling sexually charged and powerful, with the flashy lingerie, stockings - a rarely worn garment for her - and tight blouse that left little to the imagination. She was showing a lot of thigh, and a lot of neck. But for now, her breasts were mostly covered by the light blouse, and the skirt was long enough to conceal her modesty.

Stalking out, she struck a few poses for Antonio, turning to wink over her shoulder, and approaching him with a smile. It seemed that the clothing change made at least some impact on her feelings of conservatism. She wore her usual perfume, a light l'air du temps, and seemed truly erotic as she posed a little for Antonio. She was not normally a sexed-up woman, but the trim lingerie and professional-yet-tempting clothing brought out some of her inner playgirl!

"This stuff is hilarious", said Magda, seeming to be enjoying wearing it quite a bit. "This must be the kind of thing men like, hey?"

 

[sw_24]

"ooohhhh my dear Magdalena ... you make a stunningly sexy woman." Antonio coooed his camera flashing. He easily noticed hse had gained some confidence with the new outfit. He doubted she had anything like the skirt and blouse in her wardrobe and was confident she may never had worn stockings or had done so only once or twice.

"you look so much more comfortable and stunning." He grabbed her hand leading her toward one of his sets.

"This stuff is hilarious"[/B], said Magda, seeming to be enjoying wearing it quite a bit. "This must be the kind of thing men like, hey?"

"oo not so funny when worn by a woman like you." His hand held hers, though brushed against her breast. "yes of course men will love this, in particular your Gregory."

He led her to a set of an office, though dark paneled walls and desk. The lighting was dim, the city lights in the back ground. "Stand here" He ordered her a bit more demanding as stood her looking back toward the desk, her feet apart. The tight skirt limiting her stance. "Turn face me" click click click "Wow nice nice" Click Click Click Such a wonderfull ass" He complimented as he continued to shoot pictures.

Pausing he adjusted the lights and approached her, his hands landing her waist he gently turned her, like so hes, and again spread her legs, her arms crossed, he stepped back takeing a few more photos.

Me moved taking closups, then set his camera down. Without asking, he reached unbuttoning the top two buttons of her blouse, giving a peak of her astounding breasts. "ooo dear ... " He picked up her surised sensual look with the camera.

"Thats it look sexy .... sultry .... " Antonio encouraged.