Through the Lens (closed to ToniTaylor)

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Through the Lens​

Name: Adrian Clark
Height: 6 foot
Age: 46
Build: broad, stocky, a former amateur rugby player he still exercised on his bike mostly but middle age spread was gaining momentum on him.
Hair: Dark, partially bald
Eyes: Sea blue


Adrian walked out of the kitchen, carrying the drinks for his guests. It was Boxing day, and the traditional Christmas social. He and his wife Jane lived on a small close of 8 houses in suburbia, a few miles from the heart of the state capital, and fortunately, all of the residents clicked to a greater or lesser extent, and so a sense of a local community ensured. Each year, someone would open their house boxing day and this year it was their turn to be the hosts; His long-standing wife Jane, and himself. They had no children. Whilst neither of them was religious, if they were unable to have children, it was nature’s way, and so why fight it.

On the floor under the Christmas tree was the pile of opened presents, yet to be sold on eBay or stored around the house. His own presents included a new lens for his Nikon DSLR; an 85 mm portraiture lens and a couple of photography books, the theme of the books was portraiture. The books had various themes, a couple were on portraiture work, whilst the third book was a book on ‘how to pose’. The final books were on lighting techniques, and a book his brother in law got him, a cheeky small book on ‘Boudoir Photography’ bought as a ‘silly present.'

Adrian was a keen amateur photographer having started with film in his mid-teens. But as he got older, and the cost of film developing rose, he ended up taking a break. But with the development of digital SLRs in 2002 or so, his interest in photography was re-kindled when he bought himself the Nikon D70, the first DSLR for the amateur. Since then he had developed a range of cameras and lenses but most of his work was landscape based. But he wanted to learn, or more improve his portraiture work, to take photos of his nephew and nieces as they grew up, as well as friends. Even something a tad more daring such as ‘Boudoir’ though his wife Jane wasn’t comfortable in front of the lens; esp for some more risqué shots.

He approached the guests, as he offered them their drinks, offering Toni and her mother their drinks first, and then her husband his beer. They spoke briefly before he moved on as the doorbell rang. For the first couple of hours or so, the hose was rather busy as neighbours and a couple of their friends popped by to the open house, but by four, as the winter darkness settled down, there were only a few neighbours remaining. As he returned from the kitchen, he saw Toni sitting in the armchair next to teh Christmas tree, flicking through one of his photography books, ‘Outdoor and Street Portraiture’

She was in her mid-20s and had lived next door but one for almost two years; having moved in shortly after their wedding he understood. Since then they had become friends, sometimes going out as a foursome to dine or head off to the local hills for a Sunday afternoon walk.

He approached her…

“So did you get any good presents gorgeous?”

 

[ToniTaylor]

Toni Taylor (image)
5' 3" 101 lbs, 32B-25-34.
24 years old
Long, straight brunette hair.
Deep brown eyes


Toni didn't much care for parties like this. It wasn't as if she was anti-social. Or as if she didn't like these people. Truth was, she didn't know most of them. At least not well. The ones she did know were all good people, though. But they were mostly her husband's crowd. His friends, his coworkers, his fellow club members, his countrymen, his neighbors.

Well, her neighbors, too.

Toni was an American and these people, including her husband, were all Brits. Is that the word they used? Brits, English? She knew she was a Yank, of course. She'd heard some of the people in the village call her that. Sometimes it was playful banter, fun and friendly. Other times the body language and tone told Toni it most definitely wasn't.

But that was neither here nor there tonight. These people were all fun and friendly. Toni appreciated that, even if she would have preferred to be home watching Netflix or the BBC.

She and David had been married back home just a little more than two years ago. Back home was Seattle, Washington. The good ol' USA. Thus, Yank. They'd married there because she had family there. A brother and his wife and kids; a sister and her girlfriend and their adopted baby. Despite marrying in the US, Toni and David had known they would be coming back to the UK. His home had always been this place, a village outside a suburb outside a town outside London. Or something like that. Toni still didn't have the geography down yet. She certainly didn't drive yet. Left side, right side. And those jagged lines on the road at intersections. What were they again? Upcoming stop sign? Crosswalk? She had so much to learn about her new home.

They'd stayed in London at an apartment supplied by his company for a few weeks. Then they found their new house, across the road and one lot to the left of the party. They'd moved in January before last. And yet, 23 months later, Toni sometimes felt as thought she'd only just moved here because she didn't seem to know anyone. Oh, the neighbors had been friendly enough: they'd come around to say hello or bring food that the Yank might never of heard of.

But Toni simply hadn't been ready to socialize. There had been and still was a lot going on in her world. In both of her worlds. And one of those worlds was now 4,790 miles away. No, not miles but 7,709 kilometers. Oh, wait: England uses miles, right? Oh, it could all be so confusing some times. As could chatting with the few neighbors Toni had met and spent time around. She and David had a long standing and private joke that the English couldn't speak English. She had said that about him when she first met him. It had been a turn on for her, though. It had gotten him laid on their first date. And David knew that was part of the reason. When he was feeling horny, David's accent and use of words the Yank wouldn't recognize tended to become more playfully obvious.

Toni's initial lack of interaction with the neighbors hadn't gone unnoticed. Some of the neighbors assumed she simply had no interest in meeting them. She and David took pains to correct that image once it got back to them, though. They themselves had begun calling on the neighbors. Which had brought them to Adrian and Jane. David and Adrian had become closer friends than Toni and Jane, though. The two women had very little in common. And Jane had an already busy social life.

Toni liked Adrian Clark. He was a good and interesting man. David was always coming home to tell her the newest tidbit Adrian had shared with him. So Toni knew about Adrian's love for photography. Toni liked taking pictures. But her tool of choice was a cell phone. She didn't know anything about DSLRs. In fact, she wouldn't have known it stood for digital single lens reflex if she hadn't used her phone to look it up on the internet.

He was also a very good looking man. Tall with the build of an athlete. Former athlete anyway. He'd been a rugby player. Strong and tough. Then. And maybe still now. She would never tell anyone this, of course, but after learning about his sporting days, Toni had imagined Adrian taking Jane into his powerful arms and driving her to orgasm again and again without tiring. To be entirely honest, she'd imagined Adrian doing the same to her.

But, those were just fantasy. Toni had quite an active imagination. Sexually so, too. But she'd never cheated on a partner in all her life. She hadn't cheated on David, of course. Sure, they were still newlyweds. They were still very much in love with one another. And in lust with one another.

The party was well underway when Toni found and opened one of Adrian's new photography books. ‘Outdoor and Street Portraiture’. The pictures were incredible. So were the short little descriptions of and lessons about how the photos came to be so good. She told herself she would have to remember some of the lessons that were applicable to her phone. There weren't many, to be honest.

“So did you get any good presents gorgeous?”

Toni looked up in surprise at Adrian's sudden presence. She laughed. Adrian could sometimes be a flirt. But Toni knew he was harmless. Or, at least she thought so. He was married, after all. As was she. Toni had never cheated on a boyfriend, nor on David. Of course, they were still newlyweds. But still, she couldn't imagine she ever would.

"Sexy lingerie," she said with a devilish smile. She laughed and blushed a fiery red. Had she really just said that to a male neighbor and friend of her husband? Well, he had called her gorgeous first. "Seriously, though, David got me the most incredible and unsexy gift a husband could ever get a wife. Driving lessons."

Toni laughed again. "I told him 'I already know how to drive', to which he asked 'Like a Brit?'."

She held up the book in her hands. "Do you do this? Portraits? David said you were a, what do you call it, a photophile? I think I just made that up, sorry. But you know what I mean."

They chatted about his interest in photography for a good while. As they did, Toni picked up one book after another, looking through them. Then, on the bottom of the stack, she found the one about boudoir photography. She smiled and held it up so that he could see the cover. A nude woman sat on an elegant bed in an elegant bedroom, her back to the photographer. Her bared, shapely haunches rested upon her ankles. A slight turn of her upper body revealed the outer roundness of one breast but not enough to show its nipple.

"So, is this what you're aiming for?" Toni asked. She wore a devilish smirk as she opened the book and found another photograph. A woman stood in the open French doors of yet another elegant bedroom. The soft blue of the distant sky and deeper blue of the ocean below it left her obviously nude body in silhouette. She turned it to Adrian, smiling broader. "I don't suppose Jane is going to model to help you learn this is she?"

 

[CFMB_fan]

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Adrian started to grin about the sexy ‘lingerie comment and was about to reply before he realised that she was probably joking, by the comment on the driving lessons.

“Well driving lessons aren’t necessary sexy as you suggest Toni, though I can see the practicality aspect. And as you can drive, I do believe it will be just for familiarisation, as you have a driving licence you can drive over here, or is your licence for automatic? Then you may need to sit a manual test?”

He knelt on the floor by the side of the chair looking up at her as she flicked through the book. She was pretty, slender and slightly petite, almost the opposite of his wife Jane who was broad, and curvaceous. Her white or was it ivory blouse was slightly sheer, once or twice as she turned a page, the blouse pressed against the bra cup hinting at a lace cup, but he couldn’t make it out for sure, and he sure as hell wasn’t going to look as if he was trying to see what she had on!

He saw her pretty smile as she teased him about her present being sexy lingerie and briefly wondered what sort of lingerie she would consider sexy. He couldn’t help notice her dark eyes, and her long brunette hair, currently loose though she often wore it in a ponytail, both styles suited her he thought.

"Do you do this? Portraits? David said you were a, what do you call it, a photophile? I think I just made that up, sorry. But you know what I mean."

Adrian grinned as he replied. “Yes I am a keen amateur photographer but I'Ve never really wandered into the world of portraiture stuff, and now that I have a few nephews and nieces, thought it would be my challenge next year is to improve my portraiture skills.”

He looked around the room and pointed to a couple of sunset photos framed. “Those are a couple of my work as are some of the photos in the hallway."

“But in many ways, I’ve got all the gear and no idea!” he joked. And then he saw Toni pick up the Boudoir book and blushed as she spoke.

"So, is this what you're aiming for?"

He grinned but suddenly worried that Toni may be a bit of a prude or even a ‘feminist’ who complained about the over-sexualisation of the female form; which to a point he did agree with… “No not quite, I’m not sure taking photos of my nephews and nieces like that would be welcomed!” he joked. “But my brother in law he is a little bit of a joker, and so he got me that book partially as a joke I guess. But some of the techniques it covers are valid for all portraiture, including some posing suggestions…”

“I don't suppose Jane is going to model to help you learn this is she?"

Adrian chuckled, “I doubt it. She’ll happily pose to an extent for lighting tests and the like; but well she is self-conscious in front of the lens, I guess many people are, I know I can be.” Adrian looked up at her and smiled, the light from a wall light bouncing off her shiny hair giving Toni a slight halo effect.

“But I may try and persuade her one day to be more adventurous for me, US…” with a hopeful look on his face.

He took a sip of his wine before continuing. “Jane has bought me a couple of days’ photo courses, one using Flash and the other on portrait work. So Hopefully I’ll be able to start the long road to developing my own flair and style. Have you done any photography at all?” he asked.

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[ToniTaylor]

They continued talking about photography. After Adrian had laughed off Toni's question as to whether his wife would be posing for the boudoir shots, he told her “But I may try and persuade her one day to be more adventurous for me, US…”

Toni took note of the expression on Adrian's face and the tone of his voice. She smiled, then looked away as she again blushed. She had a suspicion that her host wasn't talking about just modeling before the camera. But then, that may have just been her imaginative mind, again picturing Adrian and Jane embraced in ecstasy.

“Jane has bought me a couple of days’ photo courses, one using Flash and the other on portrait work. So Hopefully I’ll be able to start the long road to developing my own flair and style. Have you done any photography at all?”

"ME?" Toni asked with shock. She laughed nervously. "OH no, not me. Not me for sure. I mean--"

She glanced down at the boudoir book again. She'd been turning the pages absentmindedly. Suddenly, Toni found her eyes opening wider at the current image. It was in a chapter entitled 'Couples'. A man and woman, both nude, were entangled in such a way that their, their STUFF, was ONLY JUST hinted at but not so much so as to be considered porn. Just erotica maybe. The areola of the woman's nipples. The ever so slightest hint of the crevice within which would be found her clitoris. An inch or so of the base of the man's semi-erect penis.

Toni slammed the book shut. Her face was exploding with fire. So much so that she stood and turned away from Adrian, murmuring, "I wonder how David's doing."

She was willing her face to return to normal as she returned to their conversation. "I mean. I. I always wanted to pose for some pictures for my family back home. I'm from Seattle. It's in, well, you know where it is. They're all back there, and with the exception of seeing my sister for a day when she laid over in London on her way to a ski outing in Switzerland, I haven't seen any of them since moving here."

Toni could feel that her face was better by now. She gave up her feigned attempt to find David and sat again. "I could see myself posing for some portraits for that. I suggested it to David. We have our wedding photos and some selfies of the two of us and of just me. But it'd be nice to send something home that was, you know, fancier."

 

[CFMB_fan]

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Adrian was enjoying the slightly flirty conversation, though it was purely that. He even noticed her cheeks blushing, but assumed it was as much due to her wine and the warmth in the living room as much as anything else. Bet he noticed as he looked up that once her twice he wasn't sure if he could make the outline of her nipple as it pressed into her blouse. But as they chatted at times Toni seemed more interested in the conversation than the book, her fingers turning the pages but her eyes not appearing to register what was on the page.

But then there was a sudden swift movement, as the book slammed shut, and stood, turning her back towards him. He suddenly noticed how shapely her thighs and were in the slightly lighter blue denim jeans she was wearing.

“Everything okay Toni?” Adrian asked genuinely concerned as he stood up, glancing around the room, but seemingly no one else had noticed.

She turned back to face him smiling softly as she continued.

"I mean. I. I always wanted to pose for some pictures for my family back home. I'm from Seattle. It's in, well, you know where it is. They're all back there, and with the exception of seeing my sister for a day when she laid over in London on her way to a ski outing in Switzerland, I haven't seen any of them since moving here."

Toni finished talking and returned to her seat, placing the book on the pile of books..

Adrian returned to the floor but this time more in front of her as he spoke.

“It can’t be easy, you and David must have something deep down for you to move so far away from your family…”

“I could see myself posing for some portraits for that. I suggested it to David. We have our wedding photos and some selfies of the two of us and of just me. But it'd be nice to send something home that was, you know, fancier."

“Oh?” he mumbled as his brain pondered briefly…

“Well, I could attempt to take some of the two of you or even just yourself if you would like? Maybe some in your living room? Not sure How professional looking they would be, but would be an opportunity for me to practice what I’ll learn on the courses?”

His eyes met hers as he wondered if she would pose for him? After all he needed, wanted several models of differing ages and sex for him to practice on. He also was curious as to taking photos in a more urban environment, outside esp in a semi urban landscape, but anywhere would do.

 

[ToniTaylor]

“It can’t be easy, you and David must have something deep down for you to move so far away from your family…”

"His career," Toni said. It was a rather cryptic response. She explained, "I wasn't doing much. College. Wasn't enjoying it much. But David's career. He's going to go far. International corporate insurance. You already knew that, don't know why I felt it necessary to tell you that."

Toni told Adrian she was interested in sitting for some portraits, which piqued the man's interest. That, of course, piqued Toni's. She looked for her husband again, this time finding David across the room talking with a couple of men. He had on his business face. Toni was sure he was drumming up business, which he'd promised he wouldn't do at the party.

"I have to go save someone from my hubby," she began. But she looked back to Adrian, hesitated, and smiled. "But!"

She looked to David once more, catching his eye. He smiled and waved to her, then blew her a kiss. She repeated the gesture. Looking back to Adrian she said, "I'd like to do something special for David. A picture. Portrait, I mean. Too late for our wedding anniversary. But it could be an anniversary present for moving into our home. People do that, don't they?"

She laughed. She was a bit embarrassed that she was talking about making a picture of herself a house gift to her husband. "It's going up on our wall, so, it seems appropriate. What do you think?"

Toni listened to Adrian's ideas and gave some feedback. Soon enough they had plans. They would shoot some pictures of her sitting in front of the wonderful fireplace their place had in the living room. Toni was excited. And nervous. She hadn't sat for a photographer since getting her high school senior portraits done.

"Darling, we need to go." Toni looked up to find David suddenly there. Her husband looked to Adrian. "So, sorry. I have an international call coming in from Los Angeles in twenty minutes."

Toni hopped up to sling an arm around her husband. She was suddenly very happy. She thanked Adrian for a wonderful party. Then she inconspicuously made a 'call me' gesture with the hand out of David's sight.

 

[CFMB_fan]

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Adrian was indeed interested in the prospect of having both a ‘willing model’ and a project, a purpose for the shoot. He watched their body language as she often looked at David and smiled, and then saw the kiss, and her smile as she saw it, captured it. The younger couple were clearly in lurve he thought to himself.

“Well any gift is a lovely thing to receive to behold. And if there is no obvious occasion, or anniversary can make it mean that little bit extra perhaps? He asked her as he raised his eyebrows to his own question.

“But a couple of photos by the fireplace could be quite romantic and invite… “

They carried on chatting, not so much as making plans but bouncing ideas of each other, in terms of poses and the like. The conversation seemed to be a constant flow of ideas, barely an awkward moment as the two of them chatted.

"Darling, we need to go. So, sorry. I have an international call coming in from Los Angeles in twenty minutes."

“No problem David, I’m glad you both were able to come round and have a relaxed afternoon, but pity on those Americans who insist on working on Boxing Day!” he teased. But the following moments he wondered if Toni was happy being dragged away? She is quite old enough to stay rather than go home and sit in another room whilst he makes his call. But each to their own.

And so he wished them all the best with the usual seasonal greetings ss he leads them to the front door, he smiled as Toni turned around and made the ‘call me’ gesture before they descended into the semi-darkness. He thought about Toni’s looks and what she would wear in a couple of days time, when David was back at work, as was Jane. But Adrian’s organisation always closed down for the Christmas break, and so he had a few days at home.

He closed the door behind them, and watched them disappear, before he returned to the front room and started to converse with the other guests. By 8 pm, the final guests had left, and the kitchen and lounge were in a state to relax in as he sat on the sofa and picked up one of his books, and started to flick and read…

“Jane?”

She put down her book and looked at him as she replied. They spoke briefly, before Jane headed upstairs. She wasn’t sure why she agreed to his request, but she had had a couple of glasses of wine and so was feeling slightly less inhibited.

As Jane headed upstairs, Adrian quickly retrieved his camera and new lens on the base of the tree before moving the leather armchair that Toni had been sitting earlier slightly closer to the tree and the coloured fairy lights giving off a warm glow. He tested for the lighting and quickly added some more light, trying to be as subtle as possible. He wanted a rosey ‘fireside’ atmosphere.

It wasn’t long before Jane emerged from the upstairs, and Adrian’s cock twitched. He has asked her to wear one of her sheer pale blue blouse, braless, and a slightly floaty dark navy skirt, and a pair of mid-heeled knee-high leather boots. He was surprised by Jane’s agreement and willingness not only to pose for him, but to pose braless, and with stockings and suspenders. He knew how uncomfortable she found wearing them, but always commented when she did how fun the sex could be, in an otherwise vanilla sexed marriage.

It wasn’t long before Jane was sitting on the chair, holding her prop, a glass of her favourite Rose, and soon he was taking photos trying to make suggestions as to how she should pose. He wasn’t sure if it was that she was nicely relaxed, or the wine or maybe both, but compared to other efforts to get Clare to pose, she was much more willing and somehow natural.

He was even able to persuade her to push her chest, breasts out into the fabric and her nipples were clearly semi-erect. He knelt before her as he took photos looking up at her, her booted leg extended, as he altered the depth of field to try various effects.

Finally, when he was out of ideas, he uploaded the photos onto the laptop and the two of them laughing, Jane was clearly though embarrassed by some of the photos. But before she moaned to much, he shut her up by kissing her. An hour or so later they were asleep, his cum draining from her.


The following morning, he woke early as he frequently did, and so sat in front of the TV, sipping his tea as he started to edit the photos from the night before, cropping them, and in places adjusting the light and shadows to add a romantic edge. He couldn't help admire his wife’s full breasts, and at times he was able to make out the areola and nipples through the sheer material of the blouse.

In the cold light of day, he knew Jane would be somewhat embarrassed by the photos, but hey she looked good in them, and they were purely for their pleasure. In fact, they both had pleasure during and after the photo session. So it was all harmless frisky fun.

 

[ToniTaylor]

"What in the world are you doing?"

Toni had been standing before her bureau's mirror, studying her figure. She looked at her husband's reflection in the mirror. She laughed, blushed, and said, "Nothing!"

"You're posing!" he laughed. He looked her up and down. She wore a black lacy bra and thong set. And nothing else.

"Am not!" Toni countered, again laughing. "I was just, looking."

She glanced back to her reflection in the mirror. Twisting this way and that, she contemplated her curves. She looked pretty good. Not as good as she had at 18 but certain better than she would at 80. She laughed again, glancing to her husband. David told her often that she was beautiful. That she was sexy. Particularly when he was feeling horny.

"Thinking about doing some nudes?" David asked. When Toni's eyes grew wide, he smiled. "I saw the book at Adrian's. You know the one."

"No!" Toni said, laughing again. She felt her face and neck explode in blush.

"I'm sure Adrian would love to--"

"STOP!" Toni exploded in embarrassed laughter. She looked to her husband. "Aren't you late for work?"

David jumped into a fast paced monologue about the day he faced. Toni listened, but she didn't really hear. David's career involved things she would never understand. But she let him ramble on. She added the appropriate word or words of reaction where needed to imply that she was listening.

To be honest, Toni's mind was elsewhere. It had been since leaving the party the night before. She hadn't been able to stop thinking about the main subject of her discussion with their neighbor. She hadn't been able to stop thinking about the pictures in that book. Yeah, that book! Toni couldn't see herself doing something like that. But if she could, she had the body for it. At least, she thought she did.

And David apparently did, too. She heard a clicking sound and only then realized she'd sensed a bright flash. Looking to him, Toni found David holding his cell phone aloft before him. It clicked again, its flash causing Toni to wince.

She laughed. "What in the world?"

"If you're not going to let Adrian take sexy pictures of you," he said. He snapped another one. He shifted the position of both the phone and himself, the phone still clicking. Toni began posing playfully, with exaggerated movements. He started directing her. He began mocking an overly dramatic professional photography. "Yes, yes, perfect, give it to me, give it. Love the camera, make love to the camera, yes! Pouty face! Pout for me my lovely. Yes, yes!"

Toni started laughing hysterically. She waved him off finally, reminding him he had work. He told her with a serious tone, "I could call in. Just routine meetings. Nothing I couldn't put off."

Toni had turned back to the mirror again. She looked at her husband's reflection again. She didn't know whether or not he was serious. "Stay home?"

He shrugged. "Why not? Would you like that?"

"Would you?"

David laughed. He answered her by loosening his tie and stepping out of his shoes. He hesitated, waiting for her response. It came in a way that made him smile with delight. Toni reached up between her breasts and popped loose her bra. It sprung from her bosom and was dropped from her shoulders. Then, she hesitated. "Your turn."

Her husband pulled loose his belt and unsnapped his dress pants. They fell to his ankles, and he stepped forward out of them. Toni smiled again. She reached to the waist bands of her thong and began pulling it from her hips and down over her ass. David watched with delight until his wife was naked. He shed his own underwear.

"I should call the office," he said, nearing her. His cock wagged before him. Its movement only stopped when his wife took hold of it and began stroking it. He kissed her, then whispered, "Oh, they won't miss me."



Half an hour later, they lay in each others arms, spent and satisfied. David ran his hands over his wife's body. He found her so beautiful. So sexy. So perfect. He told her, "You should."

Toni murmured absently, "Should what?"

"Pose for some sexy pictures," he said. His wife laughed and slapped her husband's bare chest. "I don't mean for Adrian, of course. A professional who does that kind of stuff."

They talked about the topic several minutes. David was gaining headway. Toni was nearing giving in to the idea. Then, David's cell rang. He was reminded of a meeting he couldn't postpone. And twenty minutes later he was heading out the door. Toni lay there a bit longer, recalling their conversation. She still didn't know whether she could do something like that. Boudoir photographs? With a stranger? Would it be easier with a female photographer? Or maybe more natural with a male one? Having a male telling her what to do while she was only partially dressed might seem more natural. Even if it wasn't her husband as it had been earlier.



"I'd like to do it."

The look on Adrian's face told Toni that she'd caught him unaware. She explained, "I'd like to model for you. For some pics. Sorry, portrait photographs. I need to become more comfortable in front of the camera. And you need to become more comfortable behind it. Win-win, right?"

They discussed the subject some more. When, where, how, and such. David was going to Los Angeles the next morning. It was decided that they could start after Toni got back from Heathrow. She asked about colors she should wear and types of clothing. She blushed when she recalled the last clothes she'd been photographed in. Adrian would have loved to hear that, she was sure.

"I'll be there," she said with both anxious excitement.

 

[CFMB_fan]

The first Shoot

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Adrian was still editing the photos of the night before when he heard, and then saw Jane descend the stairs in her yoga outfit, a pair of printed red and purple capri yoga pants and a matching multi-strap bra.

“Morning” they both offered as they chatted briefly, Jane turned the news off the TV as she woke up the Apple TV and was soon navigating across the menu system to load one of her ‘Yoga training videos’ on Youtube.

Adrian watched her. She had; as had he gained weight and could do with losing some. But she still exercised albeit walked and Yoga these days. He found females sexy in their sports attire, and within reason, size didn't matter. To him being sexual wasn't necessary a look, a size, It was an attitude which Jane generally kept.

He watched her over the top of the laptop screen on his lap, before placing the laptop down and headed into the adjoining study room for his camera. Back in the living room, he started to take some photos, squatting, as he did so.

“What are you doing!!” she exclaimed.

“Taking some photos of my wife in her sexy yoga attire.”

Jane blushed but she tried to forget the camera as she continued to follow the video, glad that the flash wasn’t being used. Adrian continued to take photos, trying to capture the essence the yoga routine, whilst capturing the exercises, Jane’s shapely legs in her leggings and her full breasts, her yoga bra struggling to keep them restrained.

“I’d better get ready for work!” Jane announced as she laid in her husband's arms, shocked by the fact they had fucked twice in 12 hours. But she was content as she stood up, feeling a thick wad of his cum ooze onto her thigh as she stepped into the en-suite bathroom and started the shower. She would be late, but who would be there to moan on the first day back after Boxing day. She stood under the hot water as she saw her husband don his dressing gown, and headed downstairs.

Ten minutes later she followed him, in a simple dress and boots, where Adrian had toasted her two slices of toast and poured her another cup of tea. She quickly devoured the toast before she headed outside and of to work.

Adrian exhaled deeply as he came to a stop, outside their home. He continued to breathe deeply as he placed his hands on his hips while he kept moving around. He looked across the road and saw that David's car wasn't there. But he kept moving as he walked towards a wall and started to stretch. He was still trying to maintain a degree of fitness though he knew he also needed to lose a few pounds if he wanted to improve his running times. But at least he was exercising regularly; more often than many others.

He was in a world of his own when he felt the presence of someone watching him and he removed his headphones as he saw Toni, smiling with a bright radiant smile.

"I'd like to do it."

“Sorry Do what?” Adrian looked at toni confused, still captuing his breath.

"I'd like to model for you. For some pics. Sorry, portrait photographs. I need to become more comfortable in front of the camera. And you need to become more comfortable behind it. Win-win, right?"

And so they had discussed the topic briefly before Adrian started to get cold. He offered her a coffee, but she declined, and so he headed inside. But they had agreed that they would meet the following day after she had returned from taking David to Heathrow. The shoot would be in their living room by the fireplace, a few photos of her for David’s gift of photos for him as they had discussed at the party on Boxing Day. When it came to her attire, Adrian suggested that she should wear what he liked he in, those outfits that he always commented that she looked good, looked sexy in, he blushed as he said that.; as well as when he offered what she thought she looked sexy in After All they were for David to be given them as prints.

During the afternoon he got his gear out and ensured it worked, recharging the batteries where required before reading on the topic. He also edited some of the photos from the night before and that morning, of Jane in her sheer blouse braless or in her yoga outfit. and printed them out.

And so at the agreed time, Adrian walked across the road to David and Toni’s abode almost opposite their house. He had a couple of bags, one with his camera and lenses, the other with some lighting units. They had discussed attire, and Adrian had suggested a couple of outfits that David likes her in or even a range of outfits. After all, if it is a gift for him, then an outfit that he likes, that David finds Toni particularly sexy or pretty would be a nice touch to the photos.

And so he stood to wait for Toni to answer the door, curious as to what outfit she would have chosen, and what else she may have planned.

 

[ToniTaylor]

(OOC: Obviously, there will be pictures that are out of context. Use your imagination. That goes for my writing partner and anyone following along. )

When she answered the door, Toni wasn't wearing anything special at all. A cotton tee shirt and a pair of jogging shorts. It was a simple outfit. Nothing sexy. Yet she wore no bra under the tee. Toni's nipples were ever so slightly noticeable beneath the soft cotton. And the shorts were tight to her form and reached barely below the round of her butt cheeks. Her long fit legs were well displayed, even if it had not been her intent to show them off. She said with delight, "Adrian, come in, please. Good to see you."

Toni backed away and waved him inside. She asked if he needed any help with his gear. She led him into the living room. She gave him a quick tour of the 'back drops' she thought would be nice. The fireplace with its Christmas stockings still hung. The east wall with its still standing Christmas tree and the natural, afternoon light spilling in from the large southern exposure windows. The southern exposure windows, obviously, beyond which was a small wood. It featured conifers still full of green and a few deciduous trees with their limbs bare.

"Coffee?" she asked. She laughed. "Americans and our coffee. I have tea, too."

She went off to the kitchen to fill a couple of mugs while Adrian set up. When she returned, they discussed clothing options again. She nodded toward and open door, beyond which was an obvious bedroom. "I have some outfits laid out. I'll go put one on while you continue setting up."

Toni pointed out some wall sockets for his lighting and chargers. The amount of gear amazed her. He pointed out that he had even more at home for full and proper portraiture. Innocently, Toni said, "Well, maybe next time we do this at your house, then."

She headed off to the bedroom, closing the door behind her. Ten minutes later, she emerged in what her husband called her 'picnic blanket' dress' for its white and gray-blue plaid pattern. It fit her snugly through the bosom and waist, highlighting her curves. And its lower hem was well above mid thigh, giving the same great view of her legs as the gym shorts had previously.

"How's this?" Toni asked innocently. She turned left, then right. She turned her back to Adrian. The cloth fit her rounded butt tightly. It was cut to give a hint of the separation between her delicious cheeks. She turned back to Adrian. "Where do we want to start?"

They began with his chosen location. Toni was nervous: it had been years since she'd last done this. Adrian seemed nervous as well, Toni thought. She dismissed it as not yet being fully comfortable with his equipment. It certainly wasn't because of her, right?

After a bit, they shifted to a second location in the room. They tried some new poses. Toni was feeling more comfortable by now. Adrian was a delight. Professional. Funny at times. Almost flirtatious when he suggested some twists of her body or expressions on her face. Toni remembered her husband telling her to 'make love to the camera'. She blushed, trying to imagine posing for Adrian in just her thong and bra. Or less!

"I have another outfit," Toni said when the photographer made a comment about color contrast. She hopped up and hurried to her room. "Give me a minute."

Toni swung the door closed behind her. But, the latch didn't catch. The off-balanced door swung open a couple of inches. She stripped down to nothing not knowing whether or not Adrian caught a view of her. She moved out of view and donned her next outfit. Exiting the room, it never occurred to Toni that she may have been on display for the man.

"You probably don't like this," she said. "You were looking for more color, weren't you?"

She repeated her turn, turn, spin display of the next outfit. It hugged her every curve like a second skin. Nipples, belly button, ass cheeks: with no bra and an almost-not-there thong, her womanly features were displayed as if not covered at all.

"I kinda wanted to do this one, 'cause, well," Toni began to explain. She laughed and exploded in a fiery blush. She struck a sexy pose, then laughed again. "David says this is the dress that made him fall in lust with me."

Toni laughed again. She slapped her hands over her face in embarrassment. She was remembering that night. That night of their second date. That night when Toni already knew that this man she barely knew was the man for her. That night when, overwhelmed with lust, Toni took David to her bed. That night when he treated her to the most incredible sex of her young life.

"I want to do something different with my hair," Toni said suddenly. "Be right back."

She hurried off to her bedroom. This time she ensured the door closed. She continued into the attached bathroom. There, she pulled her dress up to her waist and shed her thong. She parted her feet and pressed some tissues to her damp folds. She cursed herself quietly. She should have known better than to think of that night. It always caused Toni's pussy to leak with excited anticipation.

After she'd gotten control of herself and found a second white thong, she returned to the living room. She blushed again, then smiled. "Okay! Let's do this!"

 

[CFMB_fan]

The first two outfits:

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Adrian was slightly taken aback by Toni’s attire as she opened the door, her nipples under her T-shirt responding to the cold air as she stood aside and let him enter with his two bags. He was anticipating something more smarter, maybe a dress or a blouse and skirt. The bags looked like they contained a lot, but in reality, one bag had his camera and some lenses whilst the other had two stands and lights as well as a couple of diffusing umbrellas.

“Morning he offered as they made brief conversation as the door closed behind him and led him into the living room a room he had been in a few times so knew the layout, which had changed slightly due to the seasonal decorations.

“Coffee?” she asked.

“Oh yes please, one of your Espresso lattes if possible?”

Toni turned and headed into the kitchen as he started to unpack, turning his laptop on, the screensaver soon displaying selected photos, including some of the photos he had taken of jane the night before in her sheer blouse, braless sitting on the chair next to the christmas tree, a couple from him looking up along her leather clad calves. A Ds person could see it taken as a sub PoV. there were also a few from that morning in her yoga attire.

With the laptop running, he turned to the camera and started that up, placing it onto the tripod mount, before starting to set up the lights. His first thought were some of Tone in the leather chair next to the fireplace, and so he set the two lights up, and the diffusers, and with a couple of adjustments, he hoped he had the conditions right for the ambience, atmosphere he was wanting to create.

Toni returned with his coffee, and again they chatted about attire, Adrian suggesting some of the photos would look good in something more smart, even formal, as well as a range of casual attires. He looked at her in her top and jogging shorts and added a flirty comment.

“Bet he would love a couple of photos in your sporty, attire Toni!”

She just seemed to smile and giggle as she headed into a spare bedroom, and as he heard the door click, he sat in the armchair and took a couple of photos using the remote in his hand before viewing them on the screen.

“Perfect”

As he was scrolling through his photos she returned, in a rather fun summer dress, again she was clearly braless but her breasts were small but perfectly formed and pert he had thought to himself a few times, including when he first saw her that morning opening the door for him.

“Love that dress but not necessary the weather for it now!” he remarked.

And soon he was directing the best he could as he tried to focus on the composition and lighting. Fortunately, Toni seemed rather at ease in front of him, and had her own ideas of her poses, as well as ADrain making various suggestions, look at me, pout, blow the camera a kiss. APart from the first couple of pics, where they were both ‘cold’ to the shooting experience Adrian did not sense any nervousness on her behalf. He ont eh other had was, as he felt he was under the spotlight, had to perform magic with his skills and knowledge, yet his portraiture experience was limited.

“Who's your favourite celeb Toni? Imagine the camera is him!” he added quickly. The first shoot went rather well it seemed as he adjusted the brightness of his new LED studio lights, and even added an orange filter to add some warmth to the photos.

Every now and then as he rested the camera he admired her, her young form, her shapely toned legs, her decolletage exposed by her dress, and her cheeky smiles. Numerous times he complimented her, partly because he wanted her to feel good for the camera but also in part because he genuinely meant it.

As she posed in that short ‘Picnic Dress’, he knelt wanting to get a differing viewpoint. As he did, with Toni sitting on the arm of the armchair, he could literally see up her thigh, and make out the white gusset of her underwear under the shadows of her dress. He took a couple of photos before he stood up, conscious that Toni, and David may question why he took more than one or two. But he was also slightly surprised by how ‘bold’ she was being.

But finally after 30 minutes or so of snapping away, giving Toni both directions and suggestions, they agreed it was time for a new dress; outfit. A change of colour and contrast. As she disappeared, the door closed and then opened slightly, clearly the cach not catching. Adrien looked up briefly t see her changing out of her dress in just her thong. Her back was turned towards him, but he saw her back, smooth free from the obvious bra strap marks.

He quickly looked away as he imported the photos onto his laptop, before readying himself for the next shoot, the screen saver kicking in after 5 minutes, showing his various photos at random.

He saw her remerge from the bedroom she was using as her changing room, in a simple white summer dress, and his jaw dropped. She stood there in a rather tight white dress, revealing every contour, from her nipples and lumps of her areola to her navel and beyond. He actually blushed slightly as Toni explained her reasoning.

"I kinda wanted to do this one, 'cause, well," Toni began to explain. She laughed and exploded in a fiery blush. She struck a sexy pose, then laughed again. "David says this is the dress that made him fall in lust with me."

“Well Toni it is quite the dress, and you need a certain physique and confidence to wear, and you clearly have both!” he stated with a smile…

“And Any sensible guy seeing you in that dress could become quite lustful over you Toni!” he added cheekily.

And soon they were back in the swing of the shoot, as Adrian stood, knelt or even stood on a stool as he took photos giving Toni suggestions and directions. They were initially by the fireplace again before a few by the tree, Adrian adding coloured filters or removing them to get slightly different ambience with the lighting. The white dress was a little bit difficult because it was reflecting some of the light though tinkering with the diffusers helped. She posed on the armchair, sitting in the seat or on the arm, or posing as she stood next to the chair. He even remembered the hallway mirror and asked her to stand next to it, looking at the mirror and then away from it, catching her reflections in the mirror while mostly avoiding his own reflection in the mirror.

But as they returned to the living room and the sofa this time, he noticed Toni becoming slightly flustered.

“Getting too hot?” he asked not knowing the reason why she was blushing. He watched her leave, and then moved the lights to another part of the room, this time next to an old antique bookcase and drinks cabinet.

“Feeling better Toni?” he asked ass he emerged,

“Sure lets do this!” she stated or was it commanded?

He gave her more directions and suggestions as she stood, leant against the furniture, placing one foot on a shelf as he gave her directions to look normal, to look sultry, to look provocative.

Finally, as he glanced at the clock, he spoke. “Time out? Time for a coffee to see what you think of the ones I've taken of you so far?"

“Coffee sounds good…”

She disappeared as Adrian started to remove the camera card from his camera and place it into the laptop. She returned ten minutes or so later back in her tight jogging shorts and grey top that she wore when he first saw her, with their drinks.

“Thanks Toni, want to see them so far? These are unedited, uncropped.” he stated as she sat next to him on the sofa, Adrian having used a HDMI lead to view the photos onto the large flat screen TV, as they started to quickly review the photos.

As they did, he started to comment on them stating what was both good and bad about the photos as well as often complimenting her on her look, her pose. There was one photo of Toni sittign in the arm chair, her legs crossed her arm extended out onto her knee as she looked directly into the camera. He pasued as he quickly changed a couple of settings, decreasing the highlights and increased slightly the shadows.

"Wow I love that one!"