Photographer's Model (closed for pipper and JT)

[pipper]

Laurie went through the different poses that Phil wanted, and Oscar didn’t mind a bit as she slightly moved his body into different positions. After all, the snake had gone through this process, for promotional photos at the club, with the girl who he always swallowed. Laurie had learned, from the zoo keeper that had gone to the club that a snake was always teamed up with the same girl.

When Phil informed her that the shoot was over, Laurie simply clapped her hands and pointed to the enclosure, the sign to Oscar for him to return to his ‘abode’. Once he was safely locked in, Phil mentioned what the school had proposed.

“Oh, that’s great! Er…so that means keeping my outfits conservative. Don’t want my parents, especially my mum, rejecting some of them!” Then her face saddened. “But, I’m afraid I won’t be able to do the commercial work. I have my internship to think off, and besides, a model has a short working career.”

Then she slipped her jeans on. “So, what do we have to do for the next lesson?”

 

[JayTee69gmx]

"Yes, your outfits should be conservative. If you are chosen, you will end up wearing similar things in front of the whole class. I am not sure you should dismiss professional modelling so quickly. It can be a side line, add some cash and excitement when you work for the zoo. Indeed the zoo itself might want to use you for promotions. So, keep your mind open about that, a weekend at a resort in Mexico might not be all that bad, expenses paid, plus modelling fees."

Why his mind landed on the swim suit issue of Sports Illustrated Phil did not know, but, there it was. And he squirmed a bit to keep his reaction from being too obvious.

"As for our next session, I have to spend a couple of evenings working on the shots we took tonight. I am sure some of them will make it into the portfolio. But you have surprised me with ideas before, why don't you surprise me again, This is Tuesday, so Wednesday and Thursday are out for me. Lets talk on Friday, and plan something for the weekend? We will have a better idea about schedules then too. But if you like, come over later Thursday evening if you can get away, and you can have a look over the proofs for the shots I want to take to the class, next Monday."

Phil busied himself packing up his camera and the muslin and the background, taking a few moments to look at Laurie and trying to imagine what she was thinking.

 

[pipper]

Laurie sighed. “You can’t use the photos of me and Oscar for anything except for your private collection. I told you on Sunday, that the zoo now owns him. You can’t use those photos for your class; for any self-promotional reason, or even sell them, without their written permission.”

As she donned her sweater, Laurie sensed that the rest of the week was going to be a ‘wash-out’ for her plan.”

It was time for the guilt trip that females were so good at! Hence another sigh, coupled with a dejected look. “I suppose I’ll see you on Friday. It’s not worth me coming over on Thursday. I can look at the proofs on Friday, when we’ll discuss the plans for the week-end.”

Then she double-checked that Oscar and his enclosure were safe and secure. “Okay, let’s go up. Oh, don’t forget to take your raincoat home that I borrowed last Saturday.”

 

[JayTee69gmx]

"Well, I will edit the first series, and upload them to Dropbox and send you the link. I think over time photos of the snakes rehab will be useful to you and the zoo. Your call what to do with them. The second series I will keep for myself."

"Laurie, I get the feeling you . . you . . Hmm . . . "

Phil struggled with internal conflicts, but thought, what do I have to lose here? She says no, worst that can happen is she refuses to sit for me again. Back where I started a couple of weeks ago. So ask her, you never know.

"Laurie, I really liked the outfit with the bustier and stockings. I would like to do that again, but . . . could you wear something even more revealing? Tomorrow night? At my studio?"

Yet again the loose fitting cargo pants had to hide his reaction. He swung his camera bag across in front to conceal it better.

 

[pipper]

As she lead Phil back up the stairs, Laurie’s smile was practically a grin. She had won, yet another battle!

After handing him his raincoat, Laurie whispered, “It’s at the costume store being cleaned, along with the rest of the outfit, but they have assured me it will be ready for pick-up tomorrow.”

But she wasn’t finished. “I’ll wear it, but I can’t go too far with the revealing aspect, as you did tell me, that the course didn’t involve un-clothed females.” Oh, how she loved watching Phil being slowly drawn into her web of deceit.

 

[JayTee69gmx]

Phil smiled and said in a voice easily overheard "Yes, I will make up a folder of the photos I submit to class and send your parents a link to it. I am sure they would like to see how well they turned out. Tell them if they would like prints I would be happy to get some made for them, suitable for framing."

Back home he slipped the raincoat back into the closet, sure it had not been missed. He heard the TV in the background. Went up to his studio and started processing the photographs. The ones of her looking at the snake came out better than he hoped. Her hair almost covered one shoulder strap. The other was invisible, behind the snake's body. The contrast in their eyes was exactly what he was looking for. Shame he was not allowed to use these. Ah well the practice was worth while. He blanked the color key background and searched for stock images of a rainforest with flat lighting, found a couple and tried them as backgrounds. one in particular came out well, somehow the colors complemented. He applied some blur to the background to simulate shallow depth of field, and uploaded it to the file he shared with no one. Then quickly put together the other photos of the snake coiling on her, adjusted the lighting, and packed them into another folder, and emailled Laurie the link. Finally went back and found the ones he had submitted to class, put them it yet another folder and emailled Laurie with a copy to her father.

Then he pulled up the ones when she wore the bustier, and . . . enjoyed them. He had a feeling tomorrow night's session would be special.

 

[pipper]

That night, Laurie looked at the photos of her and Oscar, thanks to the link Phil had given her. Damn, they were good, very good! If only he could use them in the portfolio, then maybe she would have a chance at that $500. Suddenly an idea hit her. It might be worth a try, but it would have to wait till morning. Either way, she downloaded the images onto a memory stick.

The morning found her at the zoo, complete with a fully charged laptop. It didn’t take long to find her way to the offices. As luck would have it, the zoo’s director was in his office along with the head vet. Pleading her case to the secretary, Laurie was quickly shown in.

Mr Charles Price looked her sternly in the face. “Ah, Miss Laurie Barnes, for what do we owe your somewhat unexpected, and may I say, somewhat, unorthodox reason for us seeing you? Photos, my secretary tells me. Well they better be about zoo business.”

She was about to explain, when the vet intervened. “I think they have to do with Oscar, am I right?”

Laurie nodded.

“I would have preferred a ‘yes’ over a nod,” Price said as he sat down behind his oak desk. “Okay, let’s see what you’ve got,” he continued as he looked at his watch.

Laurie placed the laptop on his desk, and fired it up. After inserting the stick, she brought up the photos. Price and the vet looked intently at them. “Good heavens!” the vet exclaimed.

Laurie knew they were looking at the ones with just her and Oscar’s heads in the photos.

Price remained silent as they went through the photos one by one. “His coiling seems to be improving slowly,” he finally said. Then he looked at her. “I hope for your sake, that the guy who took these photos had a knife at the ready, just in case Oscar’s natural instincts took over.”

“Yes, I always have someone with me.” She lied. “Though I have set aside Mum’s old carving knife for it, I was wondering…” She lied again!

“What?” the director asked.

“I was wondering if I could have a proper knife from the zoo.”

“Well, she is looking after a rather large python,” the vet said. “I think Miss Barnes should be given one.”

Laurie smiled at her ‘champion’.

Price stood. “Very well, then. Just make sure she signs for it.”

It was time at last for Laurie to take a gamble. “Er…sir? There is one more thing I would like to discuss.”

Price sighed. “What is it? And make it quick!”

“The photographer is taking a course, and would like to…show the ones with…Oscar’s and my head in the photos. I request your permission, as the zoo owns him. I’ll make sure the zoo gets credited. If you want to, you can use some of them for promotional purposes.”

The two men looked at each other.

 

[JayTee69gmx]

As usual work dragged. At lunchtime, Phil decided to go for a walk. Get some fresh air. Think. His creative artistic side was in an all out battle with the cautious, careful accountant. That paid the bills.

On a whim he walked into a store, and noticed a sales clerk who was roughly the same size and shape as Laurie. Tall, slender but rounded, not skinny. Nowhere near as pretty, but that did not matter for what he had in mind. They talked, she suggested, and about 15 min later he walked out with a plain brown cardboard box under his arm. About the size that would hold a sweater.

Phil texted Laurie's phone, 'Don't wear the Victorian outfit tonight. Your usual jeans and sweater will be fine.'

Back at work, he had more energy, and started a new analysis spreadsheet. Time seemed to fly, and soon he was on his way home, package in the trunk. He stopped off at the photography store in the plaza for a color filter set he had had his eyes on.

"Hi Mary, what's for dinner? Smells like, mac and cheese?"

 

[pipper]

Laurie was in a good mood as she exited the costume store with her cleaned Victorian outfit. It had been a profitable day so far. As she stopped to pick up a drink of coffee, her cell phone signalled that a text had arrived. Susan? Nope! It was from Phil. Now what! Had he changed his mind again, and cancelled tonight’s shoot?

She read it. What the…? Laurie quickly replied. ‘I wasn’t going to wear the entire outfit, just the items I finished with on Sunday!! Now, you’re telling me, not to even bring those!!!’

To describe her as ‘upset’ would have been an understatement. In Laurie’s mind, Williams was fit to be tied!

 

[JayTee69gmx]

Phil's phone vibrated. Laurie had answered. He shook his head. Texted back 'That is what I meant, don"t bring the whole outfit. Where we finished is fine.'

He put the cardboard box in his studio, and went down for dinner. It was indeed mac and cheese. He sighed and got some catsup. Mary rambled on about the book club meeting she was going to. He was to remind her to set the PVR to get Downton Abbey. As if he could forget Downton Abbey. Ever.

He thought about the sailing season coming up. Time to start prepping the boat. Launch was soon. Wondered if Laurie would come sailing with him, Mary got seasick once, and ever since wouldn't go on the boat. Phil imagined sailing the Caribbean, anchoring, swimming, spear fishing for dinner. basking in the sun. With Laurie next to him. In a tiny shorts and sailing gloves. Nothing else.

Mary left for her book club, and Phil started upstairs, when he remembered the PVR. He checked it. It was set to record Downton Abbey. Went upstairs to wait for Laurie.

 

[pipper]

Back home, Laurie remained calm. The last thing she needed was her mother to keep asking her why she was 'uptight’. After dinner, Laurie checked on Oscar, who seemed pleased to see her. “One heck of a life, you have there in this ‘cage’, don’t you? I feel sorry for you.”

Then she went and brought his ‘dinner’ to him; a rat. Laurie watched as Oscar made quick work of grabbing his meal. “Boy! You must be hungry.”

Minutes later, dressed in a sweater and jeans, along with a case of the last layer of Sunday’s outfit, Laurie walked up to Williams’ front door, not the back one. After all, she had nothing to hide, even from ‘Nosey Parker’. Her face had a stern look. Phil’s text reply had made things confusing. How on earth did he expect to be a successful photographer, when he didn’t give clear instructions to his model?

She rang the doorbell; then turned around and gave Parker a 'one finger' salute!

 

[JayTee69gmx]

"Hi Laurie, come on in. Just go upstairs to the studio. As usual Mary is at her book club."

Phil followed her up and watched her as she took in the changes to the studio. The bed was clear, and freshly made with large euro pillows, all in white. The curtains were drawn, no one could see in. Off to the side a backdrop was set up a few feet from the wall. The lighting all appeard set up for the bed. On the bed was a plain brown cardboard box. And a worn airplane carry-on was by the door.

"There is no reason you should change in a bathroom. I set up that backdrop with a chair behind it, and you can change there. And I went shopping and I bought you . . this."

He held out the cardboard box for her, opening it away from him toward her. Inside was a sheer white bustier, and matching sheer panties.A few little dark blue flowers had been done in lace. The sides were cinched with dark blue ribbon bows, and the panties were secured at each side with two more dark blue bows. A further bow was at the centre of the neckline, it appeared to be intended to rest at the top of the cleavage. A tug on those bows and the entire ensemble would fall away.

"Laurie, when you mentioned that the snake photographs had to be for my 'private collection' I realized you were happy with the idea that I might take photographs that would never be seen by anyone other than us. And so I bought this. For us. Don't worry, you can keep it here in that old carry-on. I will lock it with a padlock. Any one asks, the key is lost. So, will you try it on? for me? Please?"

 

[pipper]

Laurie picked up the bustier. Phil had to be kidding! She was calling the shots, not him, but the fact he had purchased it, was a clue that her plan was proceeding in the right direction. Nevertheless, it had to be done to her timetable.

Laurie studied the label. She faked a look of disappointment. “Oh no, I can’t wear this. It won’t fit. I’m sorry.” Then compassion came over her. Was it genuine? “Oh…you can’t take these back, due to health regulations, but I can give them to a friend of mine. She’s into these type of outfits. Apparently, her boyfriend is turned on by these things. Just deduct my wages by what you paid for it, that way you won’t be out of pocket.”

Then Laurie picked up her case, while looking at the backdrop. “I’ll go to the bathroom and change. I need to ‘powder my nose’.” But as she was going to pose in her bustier, Laurie decided to give Phil what he craved, though not in sheer material. “I’m going to just pose in my bustier, and panties and the bustier won’t have its shoulder and garter straps!”

Then she walked towards the bathroom. Just before entering, Laurie turned around. “Oh, the zoo said that you can show the photos of my head along with Oscar’s in your class, on the condition that you give credit to the zoo, and that the snake belongs to them.”

 

[JayTee69gmx]

Phil's mental image of undoing those bows with his teeth vanished, but on the other hand she hadn't been offended at the suggestion of wearing it. He had thought she would either throw it in his face and stomp out, or put it on. But as usual where women were concerned, he was wrong. She chose some middle ground. And she had not commented that the lights were obviously aimed at the bed. And she was posing in the bustier and panties. But without the stockings. Truth be told he would prefer the stockings and not the panties, but that was not on the menu. Not today.

The good news was that he could submit the snake photos, the ones with both their heads in the frame. Have to find out the exact name of that animal for the credit. And before he submitted her portfolio he would watermark each photograph claiming all publication rights. He folded the lingerie into the box. He was certain it had in fact fit. Certainly well enough for the purposes.

 

[pipper]

As Laurie changed in the bathroom, she thought about the backdrop where Phil wanted her to change behind it. Did he really expect her to change there, when she had no real privacy? After all, what was to stop him from coming and asking her a question, just so that he could take a ‘butchers’? No, he would see her nakedness when, and only when, she decided he would!

After one final check of the bustier to make sure its six snap buttons were secure, followed by a quick fluff of her hair, Laurie made her way back to the studio. She knew very well, where Phil wanted her to pose – on the bed, so she eased herself onto it. “Don’t expect me to spread my legs, or undo some of the buttons. This isn’t one of those porno shoots,” she coyly said.

But that didn’t rule out that prospect in the future, for her plan for the next 'private collection' shoot would be a stepping stone towards that goal.

 

[JayTee69gmx]

Phil cursed himself for missing that expression on Laurie's face when she said 'porno shoot'. He wished he could study it. Mixture of coy, and shared secret, and enticing and sexy. Yet from what she said, not now. Wow, this was going far better than he ever hoped. The menu just got bigger. Wow.

"I love to see you just as you are, but you could open one button at the top so I can get more of your upper chest in the close crop. I really like the idea of cropping so the viewer can not tell if you are naked. And the more bare decolletage there is, the better."

"I guess you did not notice the plastic liners in the outfit I got. The saleslady said as long as they are in place I can exchange it. But store credit only. It was not all that expensive, and it was on sale. So tell me the size you want and I will get it for you. No rush, I might not get back there for a week or so." Be fun to see what size she quoted, larger or smaller than what he got. He was certain it was close enough in size. but what would she say?

"Now relax and do some poses for me, I really do not want to direct much, I enjoy your creativity, and I do not want to limit it." Phil started working without tripod, and with complex bounce flash. All high key, white bedspread, white skin contrasting with the dark blue bustier and panties. Just for fun he tried some shots of just her long legs.

 

[pipper]

Laurie wasn’t going to be rushed into speeding up her plan, even though it looked like Phil was slowly becoming under her control. “Sorry Phil, but all the buttons stay closed. If I did undo the top one, chances are the next one down might pop open, and we definitely don’t want that, do we?”

Then she went into a series of poses. Laying down, either on her back or chest, keeling, sitting, and even posing for five photos, with her lying down on her back with her head hanging down over the side of the bed, with her mouth slightly open for the first three, and wider for the last two. Now, what could Laurie be possibly insinuating to Phil now?

She raised herself up, and sitting crossed legged, she said, “You’re wife wouldn’t have a satin neck scarf available by any chance would she? I think it might add some ‘excitement’ to this shoot.”

 

[JayTee69gmx]

Phil had absolutely no idea if his wife had a scarf or if she did where it might be, But he needed a break after that last series.

"I will check and see, I'll be right back." He set his camera down and left, closing the door. On her back mouth open, looked just like some porn he had seen online a few days back, only thing missing was something in her mouth, his . . . Damn! Stop thinking like that!

He went to their bedroom and rummaged in the shelves at the back of the closet. No scarves. However there was some wide red ribbon. He brought back a couple of feet of it.

"I'm sorry I could not find a scarf. I'm sure she has some but I have no idea where she keeps them. But I found this ribbon. Maybe I could tie it around your neck? Like a bow tie?"

 

[pipper]

Laurie watched Phil bring in a short piece of ribbon. Even better! “Maybe I could tie it around your neck? Like a bow tie?"

She grinned. “Aww…nice thought, but, I have other plans for it,” she said as she took it from his hands.

Sitting, with her knees up, Laurie remembered Susan telling her how her boyfriend used to tie her up and cinch the ropes between her ankles, tightening them as he did so. With that in mind, Laurie bent forward, and after making sure her ankles were next to each other, she tried to duplicate the process, by a simple procedure of a couple of loops with the cross over in the middle and then the knot. Then she tied the ribbon off.

The end result was that her ankles were now bound together. “Help, help,” Laurie mockingly said, as she brought up a hand up against her cheek, as she nodded her head towards the camera.

 

[JayTee69gmx]

Phil snapped the shot, laughing "You know I am a sailor, I know lots of knots."

"Put your hands behind your back, as if your wrists were tied too. Maybe I can bring some nice soft lines from my boat next time. I'd really like to do some outdoor shots for your portfolio. Can you get an afternoon this week? I will take time off work. Jeans and sweater would be perfect."

Phil imagined her with wrists tied to her ankles behind her back, kneeling, mouth open . . .

Soon even these loose cargo pants won't hide the effect she has on me, he thought.

 

[pipper]

Laurie knew that he owned a sail boat, but his proposal to do some more shots of her tied up even more, just wasn’t on. Well, not for immediate future, anyway.

“Er…let’s keep that suggestion for another time, as we need to concentrate on photos for your course” she said, while bending over to undo the ribbon. “I've just remembered that I have to send a report on Oscar to the zoo in the morning, so I need to get home and write it, before I totally forget.” Then Laurie was off to the bathroom to change.

Arriving back in the studio, she picked up the box which contained the items Phil had purchased. “This isn’t going back! Like I said, I’m giving these to my friend. Let’s just call this shoot a ‘freebie’, as part payment and let me know how much I still owe you.

“Oh, concerning afternoons, I’m free any day. But I think a nice dress would be better than plain ol’ jeans and sweater.”

Then Laurie went down the stairs carrying both the box, and clothes case. As she exited Williams’ front door, she said, “Phil, I’ve got even better news for you, concerning the zoo, I’ll tell you when we next meet.” Then she waved him goodbye.

 

[JayTee69gmx]

Phil called after her, "Don't forget to include some photos in your report to the zoo."

Closing the door he noticed for a change no curtains moved over at Parker's. At least for the time being his threat had worked. Oh she was probably still watching but she would be afraid to let anyone know. Phil felt sorry for her. What a boring life if that was her only excitement.

Seeing Laurie take the box, and being very careful not to let him have any chance to see the size tags on her bustier and panties Phil was certain the lingerie he bought was the correct size. Valentine's day was fast approaching. Phil wondered what he could get for her. Maybe a single rose to use as a prop for the more intimate photos she seemed to enjoy as much as he did.

The next morning at work Phil booked off for the afternoon, told his boss it was for personal reasons. She would assume some medical thing he was uncomfortable discussing. Maybe even worry a bit. Made a mental note to tell her all went OK, tomorrow when he got in. And he hoped it would. Texted Laurie, is this afternoon OK with you? I can meet you at home about one? Drive to that park by the river?

Phil suddenly had an image of Laurie on a swing, dress blowing up, hair flying, smiling at him.

 

[pipper]

The next morning, after sending off her report to the zoo, Laurie went out with Susan. She hadn’t attached some photos of her with Oscar, as Williams had suggested, on the basis that the zoo’s president and head vet had seen them the previous morning.

After a coffee stop, the two girls worked their way to a dress shop. Laurie took her time, before one particular black one, caught her attention. She noted its description. ‘Lace with tonal underlay, scalloped high neck line, sleeveless, full shoulder coverage, slim bodice, A-line skirt, back zip, cotton; polyester/spandex lining.’

“Perfect for outdoor shoots, don’t you think?” Laurie asked her friend.

“Well, even though it has a high back, you can’t wear a bra with it; will show through the underlay.”

Laurie winked at Susan. “I know!”

“You sly fox!”

With the dress now paid for, courtesy of her wages, Laurie was driven home. Once there, she gave Susan a box. “Open it! I think Nick will like it”

Her friend gasped in delight as her eyes locked onto the items “Where did you get them?”
“I ain’t telling.” Of course Laurie couldn’t. Phil had bought it! “They should fit; we’re the same size!” Then her cell-phone received a text. “Oh, Williams is picking me up at one. We’re off to a park! I best get ready for him.”

After a quick exchange of good-byes, Laurie showered, applied minor makeup, donned her new dress, plus matching high-heels and panties. Then it was down to check on Oscar. For some reason he had developed the knack of smiling at her lately. “I wish I knew what you were happy about?”

Laurie was about to ‘talk’ to Oscar a bit more, when she heard the door-bell. She looked at her dress watch. “Oh, it’s Phil! See you later, Oscar.”

Up the stairs she went; opened the front door. “I hope the dress is to your liking?”

 

[JayTee69gmx]

"Laurie, you always surprise me, and the surprise is always a pleasant one. Come, hop in the car."

Phil led her to his car, an older model Toyota Camry. Tan color. He slipped it into reverse and carefully backed out the drive and onto the street. "Do up your seat belt, please."

"I know, I know, its a boring accountant's car. But they are really reliable, and last forever." He drove smoothly through town to the freeway, then down three exits, and off up a secondary highway into the hills. "Sometimes I wish I had bought that Porsche convertible. But this is so much more practical. Still . . ." and he looked over at her wistfully, imagining her hair blowing free with the top down. He sighed.

Soon they were at the park, and he stopped near a small playground. Quickly dashed around the car to open the door for her, and extended his hand to help her up out of the seat. At that moment he realized she wore nothing under her lace dress. Her smooth skin showed here and there, and he was not certain but there was just a hint of slighly darker pink about where he imagined her nipples were. Again, lower there was a black area, suggested panties were all she was wearing under the dress. He felt the now familiar twinge deep in his groin.

"I . . I . . I thought you could do various poses on the playground equipment here," he stammered, trying to get control of his emotions. The swing, the teeter totter, I will dust them off first for you." He produced a rag from his camera case and cleaned off the seat of the swing.

 

[pipper]

“Teeter totter? I use to call it a ‘seesaw’ when I was smaller,” Laurie commented as she took in the view as she sat down on the now cleaned swing. “Wow this brings back memories.” Grabbing hold of its chains, Laurie decided to give it a try. “Let’s see if I still have the knack.”

Then Laurie pushed her feet against the ground, then lifted them, before stretching them straight out in front of her while she pulled back on the chains. Once backward movement had commenced, Laurie then folded her legs under while pushing forward on the chains, and then preceded to continually repeat the process as she slowly went higher while looking at the beautiful blue sky.

Laurie seemed to be oblivious to the fact that the wind created by the swing was playing havoc on the skirt section of her dress, or was she up to her tricks again?