Photographer's Model (closed for pipper and JT)

[pipper]

Once the gown was completely off, Laurie stepped back a couple of paces to avoid accidentally treading on the discarded items, which might cause her to lose her footing.

It was time to slow things down. Now, only attired in lingerie and jewellery, Laurie slowly turned in a full circle, thus giving Phil, many chances of different photos. Going by the number of ‘clicks’, she knew that he had taken twenty-nine!

Now, facing him again, she began to remove the pins from her hair. Laurie was, indeed, in no hurry whatsoever! She counted thirty-seven ‘clicks’. At least Phil would have a considerable number of photos to choose from. She then threw the pins onto the bed, before proceeding to fluff her hair, swinging her head from side to side, therefore letting it flow around her face.

Then Laurie turned around – again, and ran her hands through the back of her hair. It flowed downwards to just below her shoulders. Another twenty-seven ‘clicks’ she reckoned since discarding the pins.

Turning to face Phil again, she smiled that beautiful smile of hers. She knew her blue eyes were sparkling. But what would she remove next?

 

[JayTee69gmx]

Again Phil moved around her to get different angles of her curves.

"You have such an exquisite figure Laurie. You really should consider professional modelling as a part time occupation. I am certain you will win the competition at school. But I will need to get more photos . . er . . suitable for your portfolio."

All this time he was shooting her from various angles. He even got a foot stool from the corner he used to adjust lighting with, and climbed up to shoot from above her, and lay down on the floor to shoot from below.

"Is there a chance we could go down to the yacht club Friday evening after dinner? Id like to try some night time shots of you, outdoors. That's where my boat is, but I'd like some low key shots with city lights in the background. You might have to wear warm clothes, it can be cool in the evening down there."

 

[pipper]

When Phil mentioned that she should consider modelling part-time, Laurie did consider it, but only very briefly. “It’s a nice idea, but the hours could interfere with my commitment to Oscar. If his health suffered through my lack of care, I would feel the wrath of those at the zoo, and my parents. Heck…they may even feed me to him, so he would have a decent size meal to make him healthy again!” She laughed.

For now though, she had a sequence to finish. Laurie lowered both hands down towards the front garter strap on her right leg, and unclipped it – ten ‘clicks’…front one of the left leg – five ‘click’s…rear of the left leg – eleven ‘clicks’…rear of the right leg – six ‘clicks’.

She could have unclasped the rear of the garter belt, but…Laurie slowly, bit by bit, lowered it; seventeen ‘clicks’ just to get it down to her knees. Bending down again to give another view of her cleavage, she continued to slide the garter belt down her legs: just seven ‘clicks’ later it joined the other discarded items.

After another round of ‘tease’ poses, Laurie removed her open toe high-heels. Fifteen ‘clicks’ to unclasp and remove the left one...just ten ‘clicks’ to repeat the process with the right one – all the while bending down. Now Laurie stood, as the idea that she should remove her bra, instead of leaving it on as planned, was beginning to sweep through her mind.

“Er…yes, a shoot at night would be nice.”

 

[JayTee69gmx]

Phil was willing her to undo the clasp of her bra, and set them free. He was certain from what he had seen that her naked breasts would have delicious curves that could be photographed in many ways, even more if her hands were involved too. Ideas raced through his mind as he kept clicking the shutter. But so far, no luck, The bra seemed to be staying put, worse luck.

He began to question what he was doing. What would happen if Mary walked in at this moment? Or her father? There was that adage that you should never do anything unless you would feel comfortable with it on the front page of a newspaper. The answer was so obvious he shoved it from his mind. This was a wonderful shared secret with all the attractions of forbidden fruit. Eve and the snake and Adam, playing out yet again.

Click, click, click . . .

"Great, come over after dinner tomorrow night, and we will go down to the marina and see what we can do with outdoors at night, for your portfolio.

 

[pipper]

Laurie shook that idea off. There was no way her bra was coming off today. In a future shoot, yes, but not today’s.

In the meantime, she had to finish this sequence. Her hands now shifted their attention to removing the left stocking. She heard forty ‘clicks’ before it dropped onto the growing pile of discarded items, and exactly the same amount of clicks for the right stocking.

Now what? The pearl necklace of course! Between the ‘teasing’ and its actually removal, there were twenty-six ‘clicks’. As for the loop earrings, twelve for the right one, and fourteen for the left.

At last the shoot was over…or was it? Her right hand came up and began to lower the bra strap off her right shoulder, and before Laurie knew it, the left hand repeated the process. Now what could she do? This wasn’t planned! It was as if her hands had a will of their own.

Professionally, she returned the straps to their proper place, hoping her hands wouldn’t stop her. “Okay, that’s it for now. I’ll go and change.”

 

[JayTee69gmx]

When she announced the session was over, Phil left his camera and said "Excuse me." He left and went downstairs to gather his thoughts for a moment, and to give her privacy as she tidied up the studio. The last few shots were perect, he had had no time to zoom, but he was sure he could get some great crops showing no clothes, just her head and shoulders and naked upper chest. Perfect for her portfolio. Her long slow tease had been erotic in the extreme, and he was having problems with self control. He had never experienced anything like it before. Increasingly he wanted to spend time with her, not being teased, although he enjoyed it, but just with her. How insane was that, old (by her standards) married accountant. And trapped.

 

[pipper]

As she looked at her reflection in the bathroom’s mirror, Laurie began to wonder why she had lowered the bra’s straps. She had never planned that. Not even for a ‘teasing’ conclusion to the sequence, but that’s what it turned out to be.

Not bothering to change her underwear, Laurie simply covered them with a sweater and jeans. Next chore involved packing away the rest of the outfit, including the hair pins on the bed. She didn’t want to give Phil any physical keepsakes of the shoot, though he did have the photos.

Going down to the kitchen, she found him wearing a confused look. “Er…any chance of a mug of tea? I’m really could do with one!”

 

[JayTee69gmx]

"Of course, I will put the kettle on." He filled it with filtered water, and plugged it in. Got out the tea pot, and put two spoons of loose tea into an infuser.

No longer did the jeans and loose sweater seem innocuous to him. He knew what lay under them, and he easily recalled her wearing only a bra and panties.

"I'm curious Laurie, what sort of things do you read?"

 

[pipper]

“Oh, my favourite author is Charles Dickens,” Laurie replied, thankfully that Phil hadn’t brought up the shoot as a topic.

“As usual there is always the main plot, with mini plots mixed in. Dickens always made sure his works were a picture of the different ways how each level of class were treated, and the awful living conditions the lowest had to suffer.

I did manage to pick up two DVDs of David Lean’s films of ‘Great Expectations’ and ‘Oliver Twist’. I always find that black and white films have a more…dramatic ‘feel’ to them. Oh, I also have a BBC one of ‘Our Mutual Friend’. It’s very nicely done.”

She smiled. “As for tomorrow; if it’s okay with you, I’ll wear the same outfit I wore to our first shoot. I think it would go well with the surroundings.”

 

[JayTee69gmx]

Phil used the remains of the water to heat two mugs while the tea steeped.

"Yes, that is an excellent idea. I can shoot in color but the effect will be almost black and white. I was planning to use HDR anyway. But that black coat will require it."

Phil thought for a while, then asked, "You wore dark stockings I think. Do you have something dark but with more texture? I don't know the name of such things, but umm thicker, textured but still, uhh . . form fitting?"

An image of her naked but for thigh high boots and those long gloves raced through his mind. He pushed it away, but the damage was done.

He awkwardly stood and turned away pouring the hot water out of their cups, and filling them with tea. Still facing away, "I forgot Laurie do you take milk, or sugar, or lemon, or?"

 

[pipper]

“Just milk please,” Laurie said, knowing she was stirring up his imagination again. “I think I’ll keep to the dark stockings, if you don’t mind.”

Then her mind went back to the incident in the studio. Why on earth did she lower the straps off her shoulders? She would have to ask Susan, who had a knack of giving thoughtful answers to many of Laurie’s more ‘deep’ questions.

Laurie then sighed. “I’m not looking forward to Saturday morning. Poor Oscar will have a blood test done. By the amount of zoo staff who will be holding him down, he’ll probably think he’s being knocked out, for the trip back to the zoo.”

 

[JayTee69gmx]

"Of course dark, it just makes it a bit easier to deal with the lighting if they have more texture."

He poured some milk from the fridge into a small pitcher, and poured two cups of tea. Fingers of one hand through the handles he set the pitcher on the table and set one of the mugs in front of her, the other he then sipped, looking at her thoughtfully.

"Be interesting to document the procedure for drawing blood. Let me know when they come over."

Phil noticed that Laurie's eyes always got a little bigger when she thought about the snake, although he saw the same effect a couple of times when she was taking off the clothing, earlier.

" . . . it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair . . ."

"I think I memorized that in grade school. Just came back to me."

In some way it echoed how he felt about Laurie.

 

[pipper]

Laurie smiled. “Oh, ‘The Tale Of Two Cities’. I remember my grandfather giving me a real tongue lashing, when I was a lot younger, because I said ‘titties’ instead of ‘cities’.” Then Laurie blushed when she suddenly realized what she had just said.

She took a sip of her tea, hoping to prevent another slip of her tongue.

Then she remembered Phil mentioning photographing Oscar during his ‘medical’.

“Oh, it should be alright, but I best clear it with the zoo first. I’ll just remind them that they’re thinking of commissioning you for some snake promotional photos.”

 

[JayTee69gmx]

Phil cupped his chin in his hand, bemused. Looked Laurie in the eye, then flicked his eyes down to her breasts, then locked on her eyes again.

"I am over 21 Laurie, and soon you will be too. I have heard that word before. You can relax with me. As far as I am concerned we are both adults."

"You know it really is nice to get to know you through these photography sessions. I enjoy your company." He sipped his tea, relaxed.

"Its fun to explore these things with you. But tomorrow night we must concentrate on getting more shots for your portfolio. I'm sure on the weekend we will get chances to have more fun. In fact I really hope we do."

Phil squirmed a bit in his chair as he sipped his tea. Her mere presence had an effect on him, and he was pretty sure she was aware of it. And aware of it, she promoted it. And must be enjoying it too. Perhaps not the same way he was, but she was enjoying it, he was sure. Otherwise why would she continue. And Phil was more than happy to let things continue to progress. She brought excitement that had been missing in his life for a long time.

 

[pipper]

Laurie thought for a moment. “There’s a place where Susan and I sometimes go to frolic in a peat pit. It isn’t deep; about waist deep. Now, that would make a fun shoot. I’ll get hold of the guy who owns it, and see if it’s available for Saturday.

“There is a shower and changing room for me to wash the peat off. What do you think? I can bring some old clothes for the dip.”

Laurie knew that all these photography shoots with Phil were an escape from everyday life, apart from Oscar that is (she loved spending time with him), but what about her plan? Why was she now having trouble baring her breasts? She hadn’t planned to do that tonight, but her hands looked like they had other plans. After all, they slipped the bra straps off her shoulders, but Laurie quickly put them back in place.

And why was Oscar now apparently smiling at her? It was true that snakes could put their prey into a trance, if it looked at the snake’s eyes long enough. No, he wouldn't do that to her. He probably liked seeing her.

Just so many questions going through her mind, but no answers.

 

[JayTee69gmx]

"The peat pit idea is interesting. I don't really know much about it. Would you want to bring Susan too? That would be fine. Have to clear model release etc with her though. Hmm. Maybe too complicated. Well, up to you - if you want her to come that's fine with me. And I guess she could just watch, or be involved. Up to you."

He hoped it would be a private thing with Laurie. Really private. She was becoming less and less inhibited and more and more willing to explore the sexual attraction he felt for her. At this time he would be happy for any opportunity to be alone with her.

Phil checked his watch. Getting late. He finished his tea.

"Laurie, I'm not sure how late Mary will be . . . uh, will you come over after dinner tomorrow so we can go to the marina?"

 

[pipper]

He asked, if she was thinking of bringing Susan to the peat pit. “No, just the two of us, as Susan and her boyfriend are busy practicing in the afternoons, for an ‘extreme’ bondage show they’re going to put on for their friends.”

Just mentioning bondage, got Laurie a bit hot, and it wasn’t ‘under the collar’! Was her friend slowly pulling her into their ‘fantasy’ world? Well, Phil had, suggested, two days ago, tying her up a bit more in a later shoot. Maybe it was an idea worth considering.

When Phil checked his watch, Laurie knew it was time to head off home. After finishing off her tea in one fell swoop, she picked up the clothes’ case and headed to the front door. “Yes, I see you after dinner, and thank you for a being a wonderful host.”

 

[JayTee69gmx]

Phil watched her leaving, noticing as he always did, the curves her jeans accentuated. Still surprised that she said her friend was 'practicing' for a bondage show. Practicing? Briefly he imagined using his sailing knowledge to offer an open source course online 'Practical Knots for Recreational Bondage' Teach about the reef knot and how to collapse it, the constrictor knot. The liability disclaimers would take a month to write.

Then he imagined Laurie, in a bikini, kneeling, ankles tied together, wrists tied behind her back, wrists tied to ankles . . .

"Phil? I'm home"

Phil ducked down to the basement leaving the door open. "Just a second Mary, I'll be right up." Problem was he was up. Needed to get it down, fast. Dammit.

Ran the tap in the bathroom he had installed when they thought about making an apartment down there. Ahh finally regained his composure. Washed his hands and dried them.

By the time he got back upstairs Mary was already checking the PVR to be sure it had recorded that night's broadcast. Phil said hi, went up to his studio to edit the night's photos and arranged them by density. Tomorrow after work he planned to assemble them into a montage of coarse pixels of the photo of Laurie when she dropped the bra straps.

 

[pipper]

Once she was home, Laurie set her case aside by her bed. She had planned to leave it in the hallway, as she was going to take its main contents to the costume store for cleaning the next day, but the thought of her mother trying to peek inside, ruled out that option.

Before retiring for the night, she went down and checked on Oscar. He wasn’t on his rock, but just moving around his enclosure. “Out for your evening slither, are you?” He looked at her, seemingly pleased that she had visited him. “I wish you could talk, then maybe you could tell me how it felt to have a naked girl inside you…knowing very well, they wouldn’t let you eat her.”

Laurie was stunned by that last statement. What on earth made her say it? True, a snake could eat prey that was bigger than itself. Its body could swell to hold the big meal all the way down into its stomach (the ‘bulge’ disappearing, over time, as the meal was slowly digested), and the ability to unhinge its jaw made the ‘taking in’ of any large meal, a lot easier.

Laurie waved Oscar goodnight, and then headed up to bed.

The next morning, just after breakfast, she phoned Mr Stuart, on whose property the peat pit was, and explained that it was for a photo shoot. Thankfully he gave his consent. That call was followed by one to Susan, and a trip out together was agreed to.

After a quick look in on Oscar, Laurie grabbed the clothes case and drove off to pick up Susan. On the drive to the costume store, Laurie brought up the subject of the previous night’s shoot.

“Did you take it all off?” her friend asked.

“No”

“But you must have gone topless.”

“No.”

“Oh, for crying out loud, what’s the point of doing a striptease sequence when you won’t even show your boobs?”

Laurie grimaced at the word ‘boobs’. “I hadn’t planned on…I just told him I was only going down to my underwear, but when I got that far…my hands started to slip the bra straps off my shoulders. I have no idea why.”

Susan looked at Laurie. “I think I know why. Your conscience wasn’t ready, but your sub-conscious was! I once read that hypnosis involves separating the person’s conscience and sub-conscience and it’s the sub-conscience that really controls our true thoughts. In your situation you really wanted to go topless, so you let your hands go up to the straps, then you let your conscience tell you to put the straps back in place.”

Laurie didn’t know if Susan was telling the truth, or just given her a load of crap, but as she didn’t know nothing about the topic she couldn’t disprove it. Had she really intended to go topless? Her plan did call for that, but at a later shoot, and then nude at an even later one.

“I’ll think about you’ve just said, at the peat pit tomorrow. Phil and I are doing a shoot there.”

Susan grinned. “Perfect! Do you remember when I told you that Nick would like to start doing bondage, and I was in two minds about it?”

Laurie nodded.

“Well, when we went to the pit, I did something that shocked you, didn’t I?”

“Damn right you did!”

“I decided that a certain part of the peat pit would be the division between the conscience and the sub-conscience of my being. In reality I did want to try bondage, but I was always having doubts, so I decided that if I passed the division point, entirely, I would let my sub-conscience take over.”

“So that’s when you agreed to try bondage?”

“Yep, and you should try it, and if you entirely pass that division, not only should pose topless, you should go nude as well. If you just go topless; then the battle for nudity will be even greater, so just go for both in one go.”

Laurie wasn’t sure how to respond. “I…I’ll think about it.”

Susan didn’t want to push the issue any further, for fear of her friend putting up a protective wall around herself. “Do you know the division point in the pit, I’m referring to?”

“Yes, I do.”

“Good, now let’s go and drop your outfit off, and grab a meal.”

 

[JayTee69gmx]

Phil took the afternoon off work the next day to check out the marina in daylight to plan for the evening shoot. First he climbed on his boat and opened it up. He had not been aboard for a few weeks since it was generally too cold to go sailing, and photography had been keeping him busy. It was a bit stuffy in the cabin so he opened the ventilation hatches. Looked around and tidied up a few things. Checked that shore power was working properly, and put a fresh bottle of spring water in the little fridge in the galley. All else looked good.

Leaving the boat to air out, he slowly walked around the marina, imagining what the lighting would be that night. The city skyline was to the east, and the patio on top of the restaurant gave one good location. Two stories up. So the city lights would be in the background, and the railing in the foreground. If the camera back was at an angle to the railing there would be tapering lines leading the view to the subject. Have to tip the waitress to let him shoot up here.

Looking around the harbor he saw a big ketch had tied up in the visitor's area. Walking along the dock there he found an area where the outline of the boat would be the background, bollards and lines forming angles in the foreground.

Finally at the other end of the marina was an area with no boats just finger docks. Should be able to get interesting patterns of reflections off the water, in segments between the docks.

Phil wondered if he could convince her to come for a shoot on the boat, sailing. Not at night of course, but in a couple of weeks it would be warm enough. They could sail out a few miles, away from everybody. Back on his boat he made a cup of tea, and sat at the table in the cabin, imagining being alone with her, here on the boat. Just the two of them. Playing with bondage. Tying her to the mast where it came down through the cabin to the keel step. Laurie dressed in old clothes. Slowly cutting them away with his rigging knife.

"Yo! Phil? Permission to board?" Jim, the marina owner was standing on the finger dock.

"Sure Jim, I'm in the cabin. Come on down." The boat rocked a little as Jim stepped on board.

"Everything ok?"

"Yes, yes, all is good. Like some tea Jim?"

"No, no, just checking up, you usually aren't here, afternoons."

"Oh I just wanted to air her out a bit. Can't wait to get sailing again."

"Still kinda cold for that."

Jim made his way back off the boat, holding a shroud for balance. "See ya." Phil exhaled. Things had subsided quickly when Jim's voice had disturbed his reverie. Yet again he questioned himself. She is 20 you are almost 50. There is no chance she could be interested in you, that way. Get a grip man.

Phil checked through his spare lines, and found a couple that were worn soft. Rigging knife was in the drawer. Spent a few minutes sharpening it with a carbide tool. Finished his tea and rinsed out the mug. Quickly checked the weather on the VHF. No rain in the next few days, so he left the vent ports open a bit. Powered down and closed her up.

 

[pipper]

Laurie was in way happy that Susan spent most of the drive home, telling her about what was planned for the bondage show. So much tying and cuffing; arm binders and such, even being covered in a latex cat suit, before being secured into a sarcophagus which was then lowered upright into a hole, after which a lid with small holes in it was secured in place over it.

Laurie was excited about Susan’s and Nick’s plans, but there was no way in hell she would even think about doing that! For now, she had to deal with the battle that was going on in her mind. To either bare her breasts, or even bare all. She couldn’t delay the decision; her plan now demanded an answer from her. It was as if it had taken control of the events. Any thoughts of keeping her breasts covered, for any shoot in foreseeable future was now out of the question, but what about nudity?

Susan had asked Laurie to send a text after the peat shoot, just telling her if she had entirely passed the so called ‘division point’.

Now back home, Laurie checked on Oscar, who seemed content. If only he knew what was going to happen tomorrow, she thought. Though he had undergone this blood test twice before, she knew that it would be a ‘nasty’ experience for Oscar, with many people holding him down.

After dinner, Laurie showered, and after applying some makeup, she got dressed, before heading out to the Williams’ abode. Her black knee-length boots clicking on the driveway.

 

[JayTee69gmx]

Phil answered the door, there was Laurie. He called back over his shoulder, "Mary? Mary? I'm going down to the boat." There was a muffled response which might have been 'yes dear.' He pulled a jacket from the closet, and shut and locked the door behind him.

"I've put the stuff in the car. Hop in."

The car made a happy chirp as he unlocked the doors with the fob. Laurie got in and he waited until she had put on her belt before backing down the drive.

While he drove to the marina they made small talk about tomorrow's shoots, the snake getting blood drawn and the peat pit. As they drove he became aware of her scent in the enclosed space. Not perfume or cologne, just whatever she had used to wash her hair, and an generally clean fresh scent. All too soon, because he really liked to be with her, alone, spending time with her, all too soon they got to the marina. Punched the code to get in the gate, parked by his dock, and got out the camera bag and tripod from the trunk. Mounted a flash gun on another tripod with a diffuser, and a couple of collapsible reflectors.

They went into the main building and he talked with the waitress a few minutes, pressing something into her hand. The roof patio was deserted. Too cold really to sit for long. He positioned Laurie by the rail, with the city lights behind her, and placed the flash and the reflectors. She posed, perfectly as usual. He took a few shots, then walked up and gently touched her chin, turning her head just a little up and away.

 

[pipper]

During the ride Laurie told Phil that the crew from the zoo would be arriving at nine, and that he could take some photos of them in action, but to keep his distance just in case Oscar started to ‘fight back’.

As for the peat pit shoot, Laurie didn’t go into details of what poses she was going to do while in the peat itself, just commenting that she was going to ‘ad-lib’. Either way, she was still mindful of that ‘division point’. Could she pass it entirely?

Once in a while Laurie would get a whiff of her Jasmine shampoo, while hoping that Phil’s nose would pick up her Roses De Chloé fragrance. She had decided to use it for the shoot. After all, if she was going to pose in a ‘high-end’ outfit, she might as well dab it on. Why some girls wore perfume as if they had showered in it, was beyond comprehension!

Sometime later found them both on the patio of a restaurant, where Laurie went through a series of poses. Then, horrors of horrors; Phil touched her and turned her head. She flinched! “Hey! Didn’t they teach you, to ask your model for their permission before touching them?”

 

[JayTee69gmx]

Phil jumped to one side when she reacted and pressed the remote shutter release in burst mode. He got at least ten shots of her expression, mixed surprise and indignant and anger.

He smiled. "I think every photographer since cameras were invented used some variation of that." Studying the shots in the screen on the back of the camera, "Your expression is perfect! Surprise, indignant, angry. Very difficult to get those emotions from a model. These will be perfect for your portfolio. Shows range."

While he packed up the camera, tripod and reflectors, "Come I'd like to do a series on the dock by that big ketch down there. The boat will be in outline behind you, but the light on the lines should lead the viewer to your eyes. Which by the way look amazing tonight. The darkness really has made your pupils expand. You really are a very striking woman Laurie. I am very lucky to have you as a model."

 

[pipper]

Laurie rolled her eyes. Had he touched and moved her head, on purpose, just to get her angry? True, it took much talent to look angry while trying to fake it. Then Phil began to say how amazing she looked.

Again, Laurie roiled her eyes. “Well, you wouldn’t tell your model, that she was downright ugly, would you?” She smiled, letting him know she had said it in jest!

Secretly, though, Laurie loved all the complements Phil had lavished on her. In fact, she had always considered him a handsome man for his age. Why his wife, was spending most of her time either watching Downtown Abbey or with her friends reading books, rather than with her husband was beyond all belief.

Maybe that was why he liked Laurie posing for him; she was the female companionship that he wanted, when Mary had other things on her mind; in essence a substitute for his wife. But would that involve sex? No…no, Laurie’s plan didn’t even include that; sexy posing, yes, but not sex. That would ruin both families.

“Okay, Phil lead the way,” she finally said as she gathered her thoughts and composure.