Photographer's Model (closed for pipper and JT)

[JayTee69gmx]

"Well the ones we took today you are wearing a towel. The ones we took yesterday, without the snake, you were wearing shorts and a top. I thought you wanted me to collage so it looked as if you were wearing shorts and a top, but with the snake. Am I wrong? If the towel shots will do, you can flip through them on my camera right now, and I can place the one you choose on your phone."

He was certain these shots would never appear in any portfolio of his.

 

[pipper]

“I realise that, Phil. What I meant was that when you’ve finished adding the top and shorts, I would like to see them all, and then pick the one I want to show Turner.”

Poor Laurie was beginning to have second thoughts, about that strip sequence she had planned. What was the point of planning it all, only to find that her parents were on the way home? She would text them after Phil had left.

“Oh, crap. Didn’t you fill a Thermos? And here, I asked you make a drink! I’m so sorry.”

 

[JayTee69gmx]

"OK, then. I'll be off, get this done."

Phil gathered up his stuff, and made his way back through the yard. The photoshopping was easy since he had been so careful with the setup. The finished product looked great, but the quality was too good to be a cell phone sbot. He supposed most would not notice, distracted by the subject matter. If someone did notice they probably thought it was what cell phones were capable of. He stripped all identifying information from the photographs, and popped them onto his phone memory.

Then he texted Laurie that he was ready when she was, let him know. Then went to work on the fashion images, getting a package ready for the director.

To get the process underway, Phil began flagging images for his personal portfolio to send to prospective agents. Park bench, swing, one of the peat pit without her, a few from his course, some while sailing, a couple from the fashion shoot. Then he littered the images with copyright restriction, embedded deep.

Finally ready for a break he allowed himself to view the shots from earlier with the snake. Particularly the one with the snake's head between her thighs, tongue trying to taste.

 

[pipper]

Laurie decided to some laundry to pass the time. There was no point looking in on Oscar who was no doubt enjoying his meal.

Sitting down on the couch to watch something on the TV, she sent a text to her parents, asking when they expected to arrive back home. It was just ten minutes later she got their reply, ‘About 11 tomorrow night.’ So the strip shoot could go ahead!

She was about to let Phil know, when she got one from him. Laurie didn’t hesitate one bit in replying. ‘Ready when you are. Oh, parents coming home about eleven tomorrow night, so you know what that means!’ Well, she hoped he did.

 

[JayTee69gmx]

Phil checked his watch, 6, good, plenty of time. He packed up his camera and remote, and went back to Laurie's place, letting himself in the back door.

"Hello? I'm here."

He started to imagine the strip shoot, with the snake watching from his enclosure. He would set up the camera on a tripod, while he sat in a chair, watching her performance. Wondered if she would dance to him, with the camera as observer, or to the camera which would record him as observer. Either way this would be arousing, he had no doubt. Eventually the camera would see that and so would she. But the idea no longer embarrassed him, she knew the effect she had on him, and she seemed eager to do this too.

 

[pipper]

Laurie was startled. What was Phil doing back here? She went to the backdoor. “Phil, what gives? I thought we were doing the shoot tomorrow.”

Then she noticed all his camera gear. “Okay then, let’s give Oscar a few more minutes to get his meal down to his stomach; then he’ll be interested in watching us.”

 

[JayTee69gmx]

Phil noticed confusion on her face.

"Did we get our wires crossed? I texted 'ready when you are', you replied 'ready', and I thought we were talking about the strip shoot we had discussed, the chair downstairs etc."

"But I have the photos ready for you to choose one for your phone."

He handed her his cell, open at the photoshopped sequences of the snake swallowing her, now apparently dressed in shorts and a top, rather than the towel wrapped bikini she had been wearing.

"Choose the one you want, and I will open a local hotspot on my phone for you to log onto and grab the image, store it with your photos. Then you should test it to be sure it opens ok for you."

 

[pipper]

"Oh, I thought you were referring to sending me the images. Never mind, we’ll do the shoot tonight. Anyway, I just received a text from Susan saying that she’s being sawn in half by Keith tomorrow, and would like me to see it. I guess it’s a so-called magic act. You’re welcome to come. It might give you some suggestions for a shoot!”

Laurie smiled as she looked at the images of with her lower legs inside Oscar. “I don’t know who was enjoying it most, you or Oscar!” Then she spotted one she liked. “That one will do.”

 

[JayTee69gmx]

"Well you can not see my face in those photographs, so I will be quiet."

Phil entered a few things, then texted code FFA7 to Laurie's phone.

"There use that to log into PWLocal Wifi and you will get access to Oscar.jpg. Download it to your photos area. Then I will erase the copies from my phone, but I still have some in our cloud."

"Sawing a woman in half - hmm that sounds interesting. The magician's assistant. Yes that might well make an interesting shoot."

Phil wondered what she would wear for a strip shoot. He remembered the Victorian outfits with pleasure. Once we are into the set up, I must ask her who is the object, and who is the observer, between the camera and I.

 

[pipper]

Laurie laughed. “You being quiet could mean you’re guilty,” she responded as she downloaded the image concerned to her phone.

Then Phil mentioned the magic trick. “You do know that would mean me being sawn in half as well,” Laurie said, knowing that the trick relied on false legs in the box.

Then she looked at her watch. “Well, I was planning to use lots of layers, but I think I do have a lavish gown set I haven’t worn for some time, that’s if I can find it. If I can’t, I’ll come up with an outfit, worthy of a classic striptease. I’ll meet you down stairs.” Then she left.

 

[JayTee69gmx]

"OK, see you downstairs."

He did not know how much the snake enjoyed his work, but he did know how much he had enjoyed imagining his hands replacing the snake's mouth. And the envy when the snake later had had its head at her crotch, tongue trying. Soon, he hoped, he would at least be able to glimpse those delights.

Phil made his way downstairs and turned on the dim bulb. The snake was nowhere to be seen. Off digesting he supposed. He set the camera on a tripod, and adjusted field of view and focus to include the area where the snake might appear, the bulb, and the chair. After some thought he faced the chair at an angle away from the camera. If he was the direct object of her strip, the camera would be the observer. If instead she used the camera as her object for the strip, he could turn the chair and the camera would record him as observer. He sat in the chair, made a few test exposures, checked them, and finally was content.

The snake was still nowhere to be seen.

 

[pipper]

Laurie searched her clothes closet for the outfit she wanted, but it wasn’t there. ‘Where could it be?’ she thought. Then it dawned on her.

She went to the spare bedroom, where rarely used items were kept. Laurie opened the closet, and…there it was, parts of it were either hanging up or in boxes. Quickly taking the opportunity to strip off, she wondered if she was ready to bare all to Phil. What would her parents think let alone his wife, if they found out?

There was no going back now, so Laurie slowly put the outfit on, piece by piece. Hair pinned up of course.

Once it had her approval, she went down to where Phil was waiting. She strutted into the room, in a full length gown, high heels, opera gloves which had one bracelet each. The top of the gown was covered by a caplet; her hair hidden under a wide brim hat. The entire ensemble was in black.

“Okay, where do want me to stand?”

 

[JayTee69gmx]

"So elegant," Phil smiled. "And all in black!"

The shots would have a black and white character under the light of the single dim bulb. Very dramatic, he thought.

Phil went to the camera, and made certain of the settings. Then pressed the release, set to intervalometer, one frame every thirty seconds.

"The camera will automatically take a shot every thirty seconds now, until I use the remote to stop it." He did not want to lose any shots, and was not sure he could count on himself to press the release when distracted by her stripping.

He sat in the chair, facing about 45 degrees away from the camera, the single bulb overhead and slightly in front of him.

"If you could stand there," he pointed to the floor about three feet in front of him. She would appear front lit, more or less facing the camera, he would appear in silhouette, the camera observing as she stripped standing close in front of him.

 

[pipper]

Laurie smiled when Phil asked her to stand near him. “It looks like you want be close to the action,” she coly said.

She knew there no going back. Like a girl performing her first striptease at a club, she couldn’t call it quits partway through her act.

Laurie began to sway her hips, as she mentally played a strip-club beat through her mind.

First to go would be the wide brim hat. Laurie reached up and removed it with both hands, held it pressed against her taut stomach and bowed, then let it drop in front of her, as she straightened up again.

Then it was the turn of the caplet she had on over the top of her gown. Laurie unclasped the front; opened it up and then teasingly twirled it with one hand before tossing aside.

Then Laurie brought her opera-gloved arms up, crossing her wrists behind her head, as she stood still, thrusting her torso forward and tilting her chin up. One leg flexed free of the form-fitting gown she wore, emerging through the slit in its side and revealing a length of elegant leg clad in a sheer silk stocking which itself, was adorned by a garter.

 

[JayTee69gmx]

The camera shutter sounded in the background as it watched Laurie teasing Phil. All thoughts of impropriety went out of his head as he let himself be wrapped in her allure. The flow of her movements was erotic and beguiling.

When she commented on him wanting to be close to the action, he just smiled a little. There was no need to say anything, she knew what he was thinking. Unconsciously, he licked his lips.

He wanted her to be naked and at the same time wanted this feeling of anticipation to last forever. The camera shutter sounded again.

 

[pipper]

After a few moments’ posing, Laurie brought her hands down, letting them trace the curves beneath the gown. She let out a small ‘teasing’ moan.

Laurie then teasingly pulled off first one and then the other of the bracelets she’d been wearing on her opera gloves. Bowing seductively, she placed them on the floor. Then she took the tip of the index finger of her right glove in her mouth and, still smiling and while watching her audience of one, began pulling the glove off, ever so slowly, with her teeth. She repeated the same teasing performance with the left glove, slowly, slowly pulling it off by one silken fingertip until, with a final jerk of her head, she pulled it free altogether. Every motion was coordinated with the thumping strip music playing in her mind.

With the gloves joining the bracelets on the floor, Laurie’s attention turned to the gown. Turning around so that the back of the gown faced Phil, she teasingly lowered the gown’s zipper, timing her actions to the music playing in her head.

“Oh, looks like there is someone else taking in the scene.” Laurie had spotted Oscar’s eyes in the enclosure looking directly at her. While briefly lost in the fantasy of performing at the club where Oscar once worked, she slithered the gown off her shoulders, before lowering it down and stepping out of it, guided by the ’music’.

Laurie turned back to face Phil again. With the gown off, a bodice and matching briefs above her gartered stockings and high-heeled feet were revealed. The garter straps ran up her lovely legs like stripes to the garter belt about her waist. Laurie began to turn, giving Phil a good look as she slid from one seductive posture to another as if posing for a men’s-magazine photo shoot.

 

[JayTee69gmx]

Phil was reminded of one of their first photo sessions when she posed on the bench in his studio. The expressions on her face, the various coy but alluring looks. Then it seemed she was enticing some imagined audience, but now it was intensely personal, the looks were directed at him, and they were welcome. He really enjoyed her attention to a depth that surprised him.

He barely noticed the snake's eyes appear. Momentarily he thought of the metaphor, the snake watching Eve offer Adam the apple of carnal knowledge. But these photographs, powerful as they were, would only ever exist in their private collection.

As she continued the dance to unheard drums he began to notice her scent. The air in the room was still, and it began to collect around him. Fresh clean open, not a perfume but a wisp. Strangely, that aroused him, slowly, but relentlessly.

 

[pipper]

The bodice went next, slowly unlaced by Laurie’s nimble fingers until she could wriggle free of it. It dropped unheeded to the floor with her other discarded clothes, revealing a taut torso beneath a frilly black bra.

“I know you want to see more, Phil,” Laurie teased. She raised her hands to her bosom, spreading her fingers and squeezing the soft flesh hidden by the restraining fabric.
Then she raised her left leg, she bent to unfasten its stocking from her garter belt, then did the same with the other leg before ridding herself of the garter belt. Then she bent and unsnapped the garters, tossing first one and then the other into Phil’s lap. She stepped out of her shoes, then eased off her right stocking, sliding it sensuously down her shapely leg until she could kick it away over her foot, and then did the same with the left. Every move followed the music coming from her mind.

Now wearing only her bra and panties, Laurie preened and posed for her audience of one, bending her knees and arching her back, then standing on tiptoe with hands above her head and chest outthrust, and finally tilted her head and kicked her legs, left, right, left, right, once at a time, pointing her toes with each kick.

This time she decided that her hair would remain pinned up.

She reached for her bra clasp, twisting sinuously as she did, and unfastened it. Reaching with her left hand, she slid the right strap teasingly down until she could pull that arm out; then she did the same with the left, leaving the filmy garment supported by nothing but the ample shelf of her bosom. A final thrust of her torso took care of that, flinging the bra away. Then, smiling a glassy-eyed smile, she hooked her thumbs into her panties and eased them down, down, giving her audience of one a nice look at her chest as she bent to do it, until the little undergarment finally pooled at her feet. She bent and braced herself as she lifted first one foot and then the other free of the scrap of material around them. Then she posed again, triumphantly, legs spread, hands on hips, chest outthrust and head tilted back.

Her act was finished, and Laurie knew that she was completely naked. There was nothing to hide. The music in her mind faded away. Oscar was looking. Had her act reminded him of the club?

 

[JayTee69gmx]

He was completely thoroughly entranced. Naked before him, but not shy, she was proud of her body. Of course Phil was aroused, hugely aroused, and it was plain for her to see the effect her strip had had on him. It would not be apparent in the photographs, view of his lap was blocked by his back from the camera's location. But it certainly was apparent from where she stood.

His eyes devoured her body, head to toe, visually memorizing. Her hair stayed up, perhaps signifying that she was not yet giving him everything. Or maybe she thought it more appropriate in the circumstances.

With her head tilted back, he could not see her eyes. What was she thinking.

Phil remained trapped, unable to move, she had immobilized him as surely as ropes could. His breathing was shallow. His pulse raced.

 

[pipper]

After Laurie straightened herself up, she spotted Phil’s ‘excitement’. She wished she could deal with his predicament, but he was a married man after all.

Laurie needed to say something to break the situation between them, and she now had an answer to Phil’s earlier request. “Well, now you’ve seen me naked, I guess I can pose for your nude studies, but we have to be careful. We don’t want to get your wife and my parents, especially mum, in a tizzy.”

She looked around to inspect all her discarded clothing. “I’ll go upstairs and find a clothes hamper to put them in.” Then she bounded up the stairs, naked as the day she was born.

 

[JayTee69gmx]

Phil stood up, with some difficulty, and made his way to his camera, pressing the remote to stop the exposure series. Normally he would have checked the shots, quickly scanning to see how they turned out. Autonomously he started, then stopped. He was already half mad with lust for her. He could not bear to feed that lust, at that moment.

He saw the snake watching him. "Yes, yes, you are right I should have, I should have. But I couldn't. What would we do then, after?" The snake was lucky, it relied only on instinct. It didn't have to rationalize its actions.

Phil packed his gear, meticulously. A dull ache made itself known, deep in his groin. He knew this would happen, had to happen even when he asked to do the strip shoot. But he never thought it could be this intense.

Her clothes were still scattered on the floor. He took one last deep inhale of her clean open delicious scent. And awaited her return.

 

[pipper]

Laurie put on a pair of panties, then a dressing gown. There was no point in wearing a bra, she had decided.

Phil had seen her naked, but what about him sans clothing? True models that posed in the nude didn’t expect their photographer to strip off. Maybe in time, she’ll get him out of his clothing. It looked like she was fully in control of her plan again.

After slipping on a pair of slippers, she grabbed a hamper and went down to the basement.

“Everything okay?” Laurie asked, as she began to put the discarded items into the hamper. Why she asked Phil that, she didn’t really know. Was she alluding to his predicament?

 

[JayTee69gmx]

Phil took a long deep breath, exhaled slowly, finally he had control over himself, but he had no idea how long that might last. He had to act now, before something happened. He stood up from the chair, and walked over to her, standing close. He bent down and softly kissed the top of her forehead.

"Yes, everything is OK Laurie, better than I could have imagined. You were wonderful, and you were wonderful to do that for me. I need some time, by myself, to . . . absorb what happened. Tomorrow, call me when you are ready to go see your pal's magic act. I will bring the camera stuff but leave it in the car. Magicians are nervous of photographers, one cannot distract a camera the way you can a person. But if they like, I will take a photograph of them, that enhances the illusion for them. We can talk about that when I get to meet them."

And Phil slipped out across the yard to his place. Once inside he started the shower, then stripped down, naked. took out his camera, and paused a moment. Vaguely an idea crossed his mind of photographs of them together, both naked, extending the Adam and Eve allegory. As fast as it appeared, it vanished. He flipped the screen on the camera to review the last of the evening's photographs. And put the camera down, stepped into the shower. Hot steamy shower, slippery soap. Once, twice, and taking longer, a third. Finally the tension released. he dried off, slipped into his cool, empty bed, and immediately fell into a deep dreamless sleep.

 

[pipper]

“Oh, don’t worry about Sue and Keith. In fact they may like being photographed. I’ll text her in the morn, and get back to you when they would like us there.” Laurie wanted Phil to become friends with them. They were very opened minded in their ways.

Laurie felt sad, that she couldn’t return Phil’s kiss on her forehead. Maybe tomorrow she could. She watched through the kitchen windows as he went back to his house. Standing at the rear door was out of the question, with her in a dressing gown. Some neighbour might have got the wrong impression!

She went down to check on Oscar, and tidied up the basement, one last time before heading off to bed.

 

[JayTee69gmx]

Phil slept without dreaming, better than he had in weeks. He awoke to a sunny day, showered, shaved and in his robe, made black coffee, had it with some fruit and yoghurt.

Then with his cell near, he set to work, finalizing a portfolio for Laurie and a second for himself, to send to the agents. Today he would show it to her, ask her approval of her part. And ask her comments on what he intended to submit for himself. Every time bis mind drifted to thoughts of the night before, he redoubled his concentration on the portfolios. He completely resisted the temptation to look at the shots of her stripping, but he did bump the files to a safe place, encrypted in the cloud.

Second cup of coffee, and then upstairs to dress for the day, jeans, photographers vest over a simple tee. Boat shoes. Then double checked the portfolio images.