Photographer's Model (closed for pipper and JT)

[JayTee69gmx]

At first Phil thought she might need some help to get the swing going, but then she got synchronized straightening her legs and pulling back when she was farthest back, and she soared higher and higher. Her hair highlighted by the sunshine and tossed by the wind was beautiful. Phil switched to burst mode stop action and zoomed in on her face. Her expression of honest joy and freedom was perfect.

But in his peripheral vision he could see the wind was whipping up her skirt, flashing views of her gorgeous long legs, and from time to time glimpses of her panties, black on her white thighs. Phil zoomed back to get all of her in the frame, continuing with burst mode hoping to catch that moment when her panties flashed into view.

He walked around to get various lighting effects. She had the body of beautiful woman, but somehow the swing brought out her inner child. Phil found he was very attracted to her, and in particular, her spirit.

 

[pipper]

Laurie was so caught up in the joy of actually experiencing one of her childhood memories, that she almost got the swing so high, she was on the verge of being inverted. It took her a good six minutes to gradually let the swing come to its proper resting place.

“Wow!” she exclaimed, “that was awesome. Maybe you should have a go, or…get your wife to do it. After all, Downtown Abbey isn’t the only thing in life.”

As Laurie walked over to the teeter totter she said, “Oh, before I forget. The zoo would like you to take more photos of me with Oscar; just our heads. They will take a look at them, and if they are any good, they will give a chance to photo some of the snakes there…and if you’re good at it, they will commission you do a promotional shoot of the snake collection.”

Then her head dropped. “But they insist on owning the copy-rights. I’m not sure how that works out, but I’m sure you do.”

Laurie’s smile (or was that a grin?) returned as she looked at the seat of the teeter totter. Spreading her legs she slowly lowered herself, while a muffled moan escaped her lips. It was as if an invisible phallus was penetrating her.

 

[JayTee69gmx]

Phil watched her sitting on the see saw. She spread her thighs, then settled back slowly, leaning forward a bit, and gave a quiet little moan as she settled down. He had an image go through his mind of her sitting like that on his lap, and giving a quiet little murmur of pleasure as she found him already . . Anticipating . .

"Wait," he set up his camera on a tripod, zoomed back, aimed it above where she was, and set the release to remote. Rummaged in his bag, and produced a small device. "This is a remote release, when I press it the shutter will open, burst mode as long as I hold it down."

Then he climbed on the opposite end and used his weight to lift her into the air. Gently a few times, then "Hang on tight!." He sat down quickly, which tossed her up, laughing.

Carefully he set her back down, and climbed off to check the shots. "Amazing, you look so gorgeous, hair flying, laughing. These are fabulous shots."

Then, more seriously, "That is great to hear about the zoo. I will transfer full copyright to them, you will have to sign the release too, only condition is that the images may not be altered, and that you and I get named credits, model and photographer. We might even get to work with other animals."

 

[pipper]

Laurie loved reliving the days of her childhood. Where had they gone? Where was it written that at a certain age, one had to put childhood fun into the ‘delete’ bin?

She fluffed her blonde hair, to make it look a bit more respectable. “We should try that again, some other time.” Laurie looked at her watch and sighed. “I need to get back to make dinner, and check on Oscar. Speaking of which…”

A look of horror came across her. “I don’t believe it!” Laurie pointed to the car park. “Isn’t that Parker’s car? That bitch!”

The car in question drove away. “Any bets she’s going to blab to my parents…and maybe your wife? Come on! If we’re quick enough we might have a chance to confront her.”

 

[JayTee69gmx]

Phil set off after Parker's car, and quickly caught up, then settled in a ways back.

"Laurie, I didn't mention it to you, but the other day I got a photo of her spying on me with binoculars. I was on the way to your house. I printed the photo and gave it to Mr. Parker, telling him that if his wife didn't stop it I would go to the police. I am sure she didn't follow us. I think there is nothing to worry about. But just in case, mention today's shoot to your parents, and I will mention it to Mary."

"See if you can get one of those safari style shirts zoo people always wear on talk shows. Maybe even with a zoo logo on it. Be better for them to use in publicity shots."

"Oh, I brought some old rope from my boat, its heavily worn, and very soft. I thought we could use it sometime, better than that ribbon? For our 'private' photos."

Phil thought he had some very good 'private' photos on the swing, and could hardly wait to work on them at home.

 

[pipper]

“Well, maybe I’m getting a bit paranoid every time I see Parker. I know that my father did speak to her as well, so hopefully she’s got the message,” a somewhat calmer Laurie said.

Then she inwardly smiled when Phil brought up the shirt idea. “Oh, yes. As I was going to tell you back at the park, I’m only going to be in the ones with Oscar. For the others, you will be assisted by one of the keepers who look after the reptiles. It will probably be, John Wiltshire. He’s the head one.

“From what I gather you’ll just shoot…no, shoot is the wrong word…er… take photos of a couple of snakes in their glass display environment as they move about. If those work out, the zoo, all going well, will commission to take photos of the entire snake collection.”

It was when Phil mentioned the ropes from his boat, Laurie knew that she had hooked him into bondage pics, but she wasn’t going to rush into that aspect of her plan. “I think for now, we’ll just concentrate on doing your class assignments and that portfolio.” She wanted that $500 badly!

After saying their goodbyes, Laurie entered her home, only to come face to face with her mum. “And when did you get that dress?”

Laurie stood her ground. “This morning, and I paid for it out my modelling wages. Mr Williams took me to a park as he had to do some outdoor shots, so I decided to wear it to the shoot. I’m going to change now, so I can start making dinner.”

Then without waiting for any response from her mother, Laurie went up to her bedroom.

 

[JayTee69gmx]

"Hello Mary. What's for dinner? Tuna casserole? Wonderful. I'll be down shortly."

Phil went up to his studio and quickly scanned the day's shots. He had at least ten great ones for her portfolio. Close cropped of course. Those sexy legs and panty flashes would distract too much. Still the combination of erotic and innocent was compelling. But suitable only for his personal collection. In fact, the thought of sharing those images made him . . jealous. Day by day found himself attracted to her on many levels. If she felt the same about him, she was keeping it well hidden.

"Yes dear, coming dear."

Dinner was, well, tuna casserole. But he took his time, enjoying thoughts of Laurie's long legs with the skirt blowing up showing flashes of the panties.

"You want to go to Edith's cottage this weekend. Oh I'd love to but I need to put the finishing touches on my school assignment. The course is paying off. I have been contacted to submit shots for a professional assignment."

Truth was the thought of sitting around listening to his wife's pals discussing Oprah's latest chicklit horrified him.

 

[pipper]

Thankfully, the rest of the evening went well. Laurie’s mother didn’t re-visit the new dress issue, and Oscar looked comfortable all coiled up on his ‘heated’ rock. Lately, he seemed to have got into the knack of coiling his lower body around the rock, rather than on top of it.

The next morning, Laurie fed him his meds, followed by some TLC, something Oscar would really need on Saturday, when a vet and keepers from the zoo, would take blood from him; which meant that Laurie would have to hug his head while the helpers restrained his body in place while the vet took the blood from Oscar’s tail vein.

After Oscar was back in his enclosure, Laurie went back to her bedroom, to catch up on her intern ‘assignments’. She hated reading ‘theory’ text-books, always had, but she had no option. If only Oscar could talk, and help her out! Yeah right!

Time dragged by. What could she wear for tonight’s shoot, if there was one! Phil hadn’t mentioned it the previous day, on the drive back from the park.

 

[JayTee69gmx]

Phil texted Laurie from work. 'Park shots are wonderful. Have to show them to you. Can you come by after dinner tonight? Maybe dress in 'layers?' You know what I mean?'

He had to work hard to catch up for the time lost yesterday, but it really was a welcome distraction from thinking about Laurie. Damned embarrassing to get a chubby at work. Was like he was 18! Crossed his legs under his desk and saw two secretaries whispering, glancing at him and giggling. Sheeesh! Buried his mind in the spreadsheets, inventing data sets to test the analysis methods. Backwards calculating random distributions. Ran the analysis and it all looked good. Tried out a few sample sets of real data, then set to feeding in last months results. Wondered how to present the analysis. Too complicated for PowerPoint.

The image of Laurie on the swing, hair flying, long gorgeous legs out straight, curves her panties covered. Damn!!! Looked around, and thankfully the secretaries heads were down.

On the way home, Phil tried to plan a way to ask Laurie for photos with them both in the frame. Private photos.

At home Mary said, "I'm leaving a mac and cheese in the oven on warm, for your dinner. Girls are going to have a poetry reading tonight." and left. Phil watched her car go up the street, curtains at Parker's moved. He hoped Laurie got his text.

 

[pipper]

Crap! She had forgotten to turn on her cell phone, and of course there it was; a text from Phil. “Layers, he wants. You randy bugger, you want another strip shoot. Well, who am I to disappoint you? But I’m not going all the way.”

But what could she wear? Oh, yes, a black evening gown, with matching opera gloves and open toe high-heels, plus accessories. The type of outfit a sophisticated stripper would wear.

Making sure it was nicely packed away, (she didn’t want Parker to get the ‘wrong’ idea) Laurie decided to feed Oscar another rat, so that he would have it fully digested when his blood work was done.

After a dinner of lamb chops, potatoes and peas, Laurie grabbed her case, and dressed in her regular ‘relaxing’ attire of a sweater and jeans; she went to Phil’s front door. Was that a curtain moving from across the way?

 

[JayTee69gmx]

Phil opened the door, and let Laurie in. Ushered her upstairs to the studio as usual.

"Laurie, don't change just yet. We have lots of time. Mary is out again. I'd like to do some shots just the way you are. That girl next door look. I want to flesh out that part of your portfolio if I can. I brought up a couple of books, and an upholstered chair and a table lamp. If you could just sit down and relax and start reading."

He had been tempted to give her a book of erotica, bondage erotica, but at the last moment he lost his nerve. Instead he chose The Orchid Thief and left it open and marked at:

"It's not really about collecting the thing itself," Laroche went on. "It's about getting immersed in something, and learning about it, and having it become part of your life. It's a kind of direction."

He had set up so the main light came from the table lamp. The backdrop was plain off white drape, and only slightly lit. He set the camera for a very shallow depth of field, and for tungsten light.

"Just relax, and read." He was hoping to get nuances of expression from her, triggered by her reaction to the novel. The passage referred to collecting orchids, but that was a broader metaphor. And to him it reflected how he felt about her. He hoped the photographs would show the moment she realized what he was thinking.

 

[pipper]

Laurie thought it strange that Phil hadn’t asked her to change straight away, but instead pose in what she was already wearing. She wasn’t going to make a ‘song and dance’ about it. After all, if he wanted to pay her for just wearing a sweater and jeans, then so be it!

Then she was instructed to read a passage from a book, Phil had asked her to read, while he photographed her. Susan had given her a copy of Susan Orlean’s book just after Oscar had been moved from the zoo to Laurie’s home. When she asked Susan why the book, her friend said that there was a ‘parallel’ between the book and Laurie’s life, but wouldn’t elaborate.

As Laurie slowly read the book, she saw how the seemingly simple love for a particular type of orchid had turned into an obsession. She began to think that Susan was, in some way, warning her not to get obsessed with Oscar. Snakes die, as does every living thing. True, Oscar had been considered for euthanasia due to his very poor health, thus rendering him a shorter life.

But she didn’t own Oscar, the zoo did. She was just taking care of him on his slow road to near full recovery. One thing she was always told by various zoo staff was to never, never get attached to any of the zoo’s creatures. Obsession could get hold of you to the point of losing a grasp on reality, and she couldn’t afford to do that with Oscar. Laurie was obligated to call the zoo’s vet, the moment Oscar took a turn for the worse.

As Laurie posed on the chair, reading the marked passage, she knew what Phil was alluding to. He was having ‘feelings’ for her. True, she was drawing him into her web of entrapment, but she was taking it slowly, thus giving her an ‘avenue’ of escape, just in case things did get out of hand. Phil on the other hand appeared to be making his intentions known. She had to throw ‘cold’ water on that. It was her plan, done her way, and to her schedule.

So she continued to pose, with book in hand, making no sign in her body language, that she understood the passage’s intent. “I’m sorry, Phil, but I have no idea what this means,” Laurie finally said.

 

[JayTee69gmx]

Phil reveled in the shots he was getting. The expressions on her face, quizzical, thinking, remembering, understanding and finally feigned indifference. He was sure these photos would put her portfolio over the top in the contest. Then a much different expression. Surprise. Not looking at the book, or at the camera. He had not expected this. She appeared to be looking over his shoulder.

Involuntarily he glanced back, and there was Mary! Arms crossed with a glower on her face that was rapidly receding as she scanned the room. She looked at the pristine bed, Laurie in jeans and a loose sweater demurely sitting in a stuffed chair from the other spare bedroom, holding a book, legs crossed, relaxed, Phil, behind the camera so intent on photographing he had not heard her open the door, the room was messy as usual with camera stuff scattered around, but . . .

"Mary! You surprised us! I thought you had gone to your group. Is everything OK? Laurie was just giving me some more shots for her portfolio, you know the one I told you about, the contest at the camera course. She could win $500 plus a professional modelling session. But why are you home? Is everything ok?"

Mary now looked flustered. She mumbled something about forgetting her wallet, sorry to disturb them, rustled through her purse, wallet had been there all along, sorry, sorry . . ."

"No, no not at all Mary. In fact that last look of surprise on Laurie was so honest I am sure it will put her to the top."

Mary mumbled something unintelligible about Elenor Parker, and said not to wait up for her, she would be late.

As the door closed, Phil collapsed into nervous laughter.

"Well we are safe enough now. What did you bring in your case Laurie?"

 

[pipper]

Laurie just sat there, smiling, as husband and wife went through their short discourse.

It was when he laughed, Laurie became nervous. She quickly put a finger up to her lips, to signify ‘keep quiet’. “Just because we heard the front door close, doesn’t mean she’s gone,” she softly said.

Laurie knew all too well, that trick. Her mother had done that to her when she was younger. After promising to clean up her room, when her mother had gone out, she would then lay back on her bed when she heard the front door close, only to be completely startled when her mum entered ten minutes later. “Caught you, young lady! Now, start cleaning!”

“What did you bring in your case Laurie?"

“Oh, a nice black gown, the type that the strippers wore in the old days,” she coyly said. “But first, I think you should go down to make sure your wife, has actually left, before I change into it.”

 

[JayTee69gmx]

"Now how on earth would you know what strippers wore in the old days?"

Phil chuckled to himself as he closed the door, she had a point though. Best to be sure. He saw Mary's car in Parker's driveway. 'You tell her' he thought. Phil made them tea, and arranged pot, cups etc on a tray. By the time the tea had steeped, Mary's car had gone. He brought the tea up to Laurie.

"I am pretty sure that was that Laurie. But we can have some tea first. Then you can change. You really can change in here behind that screen. I have been careful to put a light on it so I could not see you inside even if I did look. Which I will not. You trust me don't you?"

Phil sipped his tea as they discussed what sort of shots the zoo was looking for with Oscar.

 

[pipper]

Laurie didn’t respond to his comment on stripper’s costumes. She saw no purpose in it. Anybody with an ounce of knowledge about the strippers of old knew they wore glamourous costumes for their acts.

Thankful for the cup of tea, Laurie was using the time to come up with an idea how to find out just how much Phil wanted to see more of her bare skin. The answer came when he suggested that she can change behind the backdrop, but for the time being she discussed the photos of her and Oscar. “Just the same as last time, just our heads; after that I won’t be with you at the zoo for the other shots. They’ll probably be done in the morning, before the zoo opens. That way you can take the photos both outside and inside the enclosures.”

Now it was time, to find out just how much of her, Phil longed to see. “Now, if I change behind the backdrop, I’ll go as far as taking the gown off, but that’s it, but if I change in the bathroom, I’ll go down to just my bra and panties.” Then she leaned forward. “What is your decision?”

 

[JayTee69gmx]

"Hmmm, I am not sure why you are averse to changing in here. In a real studio there would be a dressing room for you, thats why I set up the chair and stuff back there. Bathroom seems, well I don't know how to put it really. Just thought it would be nicer for you to be able to change in here."

"But I do want to photograph as much of you as I can. And whatever makes that happen is what I want. So, use the bathroom if you must."

As he made the comments, Phil was imagining how she would look in bra and panties, dress was black so presumably they would be too. Or would they? And how much of her breasts would that bra cover. What he had seen so far suggesed that she was nicely curved, nothing gross, just nice. Well soon enough he would know. By now he was used to the fact that in her presence things were always bigger than usual, and the thought of her in bra and panties really turned up the heat. The cargo pants had lots of room, but even so he wondered if she was noticing the effect she had on him. More and more he wanted her, on all levels.

 

[pipper]

Laurie wanted to make sure Phil got her message about the dressing arrangements. “My former photographer told me that his instructor always said, ‘That even if your model is going to pose in the nude, she, or he, has the right to complete privacy in a dressing room where the door can be locked’.”

The fact that he wanted to photograph as much of her as possible, brought about a smile on Laurie’s face. “Okay, I’ll go and change.”

Once safely locked in the bathroom, she began to change, by simply undressing completely. Then on came the black bra and panties, quickly followed by a matching garter belt. Soon, one at a time, the stockings were rolled up her legs, before being attached to the straps of the garter belt.

Then the gown itself; she slowly stepped into it, before pulling it up, and zipping it closed. Its top had a row of fluffy feathers at the front. Although, it was strapless, the presence of the bra’s straps, gave a ‘teasingly’ appearance that they actually belonged to the gown.

Laurie’s next move was to put on the open toe high heels, before proceeding to pin her blonde hair up in a bun. Loop earrings, and a pearl necklace followed. All there was left to do were the opera gloves, to which magnetic beads were attached at the wrist to the left glove, and a pair of silver bracelets, one near the top; the other at the wrist of the right one.

After one final check to see that everything was all in order; Laurie returned to the studio. “Okay I’ll do the stripping; you’ll do the picture taking.”

 

[JayTee69gmx]

Phil moved the stuffed chair back to the spare bedroom, and took down the dressing room set up he made. No point if she didn't like it, and what man could see into the mind of a woman? On one side of the studio area he set up a large color key backdrop, green. Since she had said the gown was black it really didn't matter green or blue color key, but green was farther from her eye color and would probably work better. On the other side of the studio he set up a plain off white backdrop, with the bench if she cared to use it. Flipped the dimmers on to reduce ambient lighting to open her pupils, and set some flashes. One camera, the one set for the remote release, he put on a tripod, ever hopeful. The other he hung around his neck.

While he waited for her he went over the bustier / panties / white stockings photos. They aroused him as they always did.

Then she walked in. And said she would strip! Phil inhaled sharply, and tried to concentrate on photographing.

 

[pipper]

Laurie hesitated. Something was wrong, but what was it? She looked around the studio. Somehow, she appeared to missing something. She brought up her gloved hands up to her shoulders. Damn! “I’ll be right back!”

Just a minute later, Laurie returned from the bathroom with a feather boa around her arms. “Sorry about that.” Then she began her strip sequence. One thing Laurie remembered from her time with Keith was that she could mentally count the camera clicks. That came in handy if Keith wanted a certain number of poses.

With that in mind, though Phil and she had set no shot limit, Laurie decided to use the mental count method for each article of her outfit. So, for the next twenty ‘clicks’, she played with the boa. In some poses, Laurie held it outwards, in others, she hugged it close to her body. In the following ‘clicks’ she slowly began the process of dropping it from her right hand. Soon it was on the floor.

Not bothering to move the discard boa away, Laurie began to unwind the magnetic beads that were on her left glove. It only took her eight ‘clicks’ to have them stretched out between her hands before playing tantalizingly with it, even to the point of ‘pretending’ to hold part of it between her teeth. Then she swung it in any direction from her left hand, before letting it drop.

After a handful of ‘bump and grind’ poses, Laurie set about removing the bracelet that was around her wrist from the right arm; ten ‘clicks’ later that landed up next to the beads. As for the bracelet around the top of the right glove; it took twenty ‘clicks’ to join its partner.

For better or for worse, Laurie wasn’t in any rush to divest.

 

[JayTee69gmx]

Phil's mind raced as he watched her perform. He wished he had thought to put on some music. But she seemed to hear some music in her head. In a rush the idea came to him. This would make a collage. Each image the same size. Like those series prints from a photo booth. But 100s. All assembled. As she removed clothes, the overall tone of each image would become lighter. Each image could then be used as a portion of a larger image. The overall image would be a portrait of her. But examined closely it would be made of tiny individual images of her. So he would need lots and lots of shots. Lucky he had a 60 gig card in the camera.

But also he realized this session was a tease. And she loved to tease. Despite his best efforts his mind raced ahead, imagining her naked. How much wanted to touch her, caress her, show her how much he adored her. He had a lot of self control, but she really was testing his limits.

He thanked the person who invented loose cargo pants. It had come to the point that her presence aroused him. How could she not notice?

 

[pipper]

Laurie knew she was getting Phil ‘excited’, but she still had a long way to go before her plan was fulfilled.

After another round of eight ‘bump and grind’ poses, Laurie began to draw the right opera glove down her hand. Ten ‘clicks’ to remove it and another ten before it laid on the floor.

Another ten ‘clicks’ followed when she ‘tauntingly’ teased while playing with the left glove, before it took - this time - twenty ‘clicks’ to remove it. She was in no mood to quicken things up. Eighteen ‘clicks’ later, the glove was finally discarded.

Laurie then started a sequence of playing with the straps of, what one would assume, her gown, but in reality belonged to her bra.

The floor of the studio around her was littered with the discarded boa, beads, bracelets, and gloves. It was about to get more cluttered.

 

[JayTee69gmx]

From time to time Phil took shots of the growing collection of things on the floor. He was not sure how they would fit his planned collage, maybe not at all. But you miss every chance you do not take. And that goes doubly for photographs. Shoot it or lose it.

When she got to the straps of her dress, he was fascinated by the forms that appeared as her white arms crossed the black dress. He moved to the side a few times to catch the arch of the curve of her breast under the dress against the white backdrop, optically balanced by the curve of her bottom.

It is always obvious where another person is looking at you, and even though there was an ever more prominent tent in his trousers, she ignored it, or noticed it only in her peripheral vision if at all. How could she not be as aroused as he?

 

[pipper]

Laurie kept her ‘feelings’ in check, just as a real stripper would before her audience. This was just a photo shoot, not a porno one.

For the next twenty-one ‘clicks’ she just went through some coy poses. Now, came the moment - this shoot anyway – that she knew Phil was waiting for.

Laurie decided to turn around. Now, with her back to Phil, she slowly lowered the gown’s zipper…click…lower...click…lower…click. Forty ‘clicks’ later, with the back of her solid black bra, in view, Laurie turned around and began to lower the gown down from her breasts till the top of the garter belt came into view, again to the sound of the ‘clicks’. This time there were ten of them.

Laurie turned, yet again, before continuing her act by swaying her hips as the gown was pulled down by her hands. Bit by bit, click by click, the rear of her matching panties were exposed.

Now it was time to finally discard the gown. Turning to face Phil once more, Laurie continued to lower the gown. Garter belt, panties fully revealed. Then the stockings came into view. Click by click - twenty in all - the gown moved downwards, before Laurie bent down, thus exposing her cleavage, while she carefully pulled the gown clear of her high-heels.

 

[JayTee69gmx]

The curves of her bottom were exquisite. Perfect. Yes, covered by solid black panties, but they did nothing to hide the shape. The more he saw of her the more perfect she seemed. She entered the role as if effortless, but the detail showed careful planning. He wanted to possess her all of her, and he wanted her to possess all of him.

Then she faced him and bent down revealing the curves of the upper part of her breasts. The main portion still restrained, far from natural curves, the bra distorted in a way the panties could not distort her bottom.

None of this session could be used for her portfolio. He knew she was doing it exclusively for him. And that made it even more erotic for him.