Exposure (Closed for SinfulGypsyChild)

. For a few hours at least, Kenzi slept peacefully..but images of Josh and his affair began swirling through her mind and conjured up enough of a nightmare that it woke her. Much as she tried, Kenzi tossed and turned on the couch until the sun began peeking over the horizon. At that point, she just gave up. The house was quiet and a look out into the still open garage told her that she had spent the night alone. Kenzi scoffed and rolled her eyes. Why did she even still care? It wasn't as though she was going to welcome him back with open arms. No..they were done. She had had enough of Josh Carmichael to last her a lifetime.

She suddenly remembered Ryan, and quickly padded back into the living room where her phone was. Kenzi smiled at the first message, and felt a tiny flutter in the pit of her stomach. It had been a long time since she had felt this excited and she hurriedly sent a reply to him before heading upstairs to wash away the nightmares and get ready.

**Good morning! :) Hoping that sleep found you easily. Meet me on the corner of Millington at 8, I have the perfect spot for us this morning.**

When they were teenagers, Ryan and Kenzi would spend hours at Josie's in their own world, talking about their dreams and plans for after high school. It was one of the only places in the city that hadn't been touched afyer all these years. Walking in the door was like being instantly transported to the 60's, and it was still tje best hangout spot for teens. Maybe not so much for the atmosphere, but the food was salty and greasy and delicious. And the owner left you alone as long as you didn't cause a scene.

Upstairs, Kenzi made quick work of a shower and chose a simple pair of jeans and an oversized light green cashmere sweater. It wasn't terribly cold during the day, but she grabbed a jacket just in case. Back downstairs, she grabbed her phone and ordered another Uber. She had left her car uptown the night before, but it could wait until after coffee. As she grabbed her bag from the counter where she had left it, Kenzi decided to let Josh know that she knew. Another message tapped out and sent just before the notification that her car had arrived.

**Josh, I'm done. Your lies have become absolutely suffocating and I can NOT handle it anymore. I hope whoever you were fucking in our bed yesterday has room at her place, because you're out of mine. Please pack your shit and politely get the fuck out of my house.**

Smiling to herself, Kenzi made her way out the door, and into the waiting car. She gave the driver directions and then sat back, letting her excitement course through her.
 
Ryan did not have a good night's sleep. His head hurt because he had three too many drinks with Kenzie, and he felt a little queasy as he tipped from drunk to hungover. He was easily roused from his uneasy sleep by his phone lighting up and vibrating on his bedside table.

**That sounds great. Will meet you there.**

Ryan arrived at the meeting spot Kenzie had suggested 15 minutes early. Then he smiled. He hadn't been to Josie's in so long he just assumed the place had closed. He went in and got a table and then ordered them both coffees, hoping Kenzie hadn't changed her preferences since college.

He waved at her through the window as she walked by. As she neared the table, he stood, and again he froze. She'd kissed him last night. Was he supposed to kiss her now? If he did, would he want to stop?
 
Kenzi smiled as she neared Ryan. He stood as she approached, and seemed a bit awkward, hesitant. As she closed the distance, she kissed him quickly on the cheek. The smell of things cooking and dishes clanking, conversations flowing surrounded them, but her attention was solely on Ryan. She noticed that he had already ordered them coffee as she slid into the booth across from him.

"I was wondering if you would remember this place. I come in here at least a couple times a month. They still make amazing pies..speaking of food, I am starving. Aren't you? Are you okay? Is Something wrong?"
 
She kissed me, on the cheek this time. Last night was just alcohol then.

"I'm fine. I just slept really awful last night.

Ryan was lying, at least in part. Sure he didn't sleep well, but mostly he was feeling confused and frustrated.

"Some greasy food will probably help. I'm thinking a breakfast sandwich would do." Ryan paused for a second. "If you don't want to talk about you don't have to, but how did things work out last night with your husband."
 
The mention of Josh shook her back to reality for a minute and Kenzi quickly debated making it a topic of conversation. She didn't really want to talk about him, but Ryan had made every effort since the night before. It would be selfish to keep him in the dark. For both of them honestly. If fate had anything to do with last nights surprise reunion, then they owed it to themselves to find out why.

"He didn't come home last night. Not that it surprises me at all. Josh has..never really been a good husband. Hell, he wasn't a good boyfriend. He knows that I know, I messaged him this morning. I'm over it all. I told him I wanted him out."

She glanced down at the table then, and then back up at Ryan. He was watching her tentatively, probably thinking she was crazy for staying with the stupid asshole for so long.

"Anyway..I really don't want to think about it right now. Today isn't about that. It's about old friends..and catching up. I really would like to spend the day with you Ryan..I won't get in the way of you're busy or working. I just wanna tag along."

Kenzi smiled just then and bit her lip. She had been telling herself since last night that he was just being a good friend..and that falling into bed with him couldn't possibly help her situation, but that seemed to be all she could think about as they watched one another.
 
Ryan felt guilty about Kenzie's situation. It wasn't entirely rational, but he couldn't banish the thought that if he'd said how he felt about Kenzie all those years ago, she might not be in this mess. Ryan had never liked Josh, but in the beginning, he appeared to make Kenzie happy.

And you're safe? I just don't want him...doing anything to you.

Ryan looked down at his hands, but when she asked about tagging along, he said, "Yes."

Then he remembered what he was shooting today. He coughed.
I mean, I wouldn't mind having you with me today. I want to let you know today I'm shooting a boudoir session. She's a repeat customer. Her husband's military, deployed overseas, and she wants to send him something new every few months. I give her a discount at this point. She's gotten bolder each time. She's turned into a real exhibitionist." Ryan kind of smiled. "Last time she said she was gonna ask him to share her photos with his buddies. Her shots have gotten...graphic. She won't mind you being there, but I just wanted you to know what you'd be walking into. I don't know if you'd be comfortable with that.
 
"O-Oh..yea, sure. That sounds..interesting. Are you sure it's um..okay for me to be there? I wouldn't want to be a distraction for anyone."

Kenzi had been picturing something different when she had told him that, and her plans had definitely not included another woman, particularly a naked one, if that was what he was implying when he said "graphic". Fresh images of her current nightmare flashed in her mind, but Kenzi pushed them aside.

This was not that situation and Ryan was not Josh. He would be working, this was his passion. The same way bringing old houses back to life was hers. She didn't have to be anxious about being with him around someone else, they were friends. They had always been close. Kenzi relaxed and took a slow, deep breath and glanced out the window for a moment. The knots in her stomach released as her attention turned back to him.

"Did it make you nervous at first? When you started doing those kinds of sessions? Was it hard to focus?"
 
"If you're not comfortable, we can choose another day when I don't have anything scheduled. I mean, I've got stuff for a couple days and this... well this is the most... tame. But we can wait four days, or we can just have...dinner? I'm not saying you can't come along. I wouldn't want to make you do anything you weren't okay with."

Ryan smiled.

"Was it hard to focus?"

Ryan laughed at the unintentional photography pun.

"No. It wasn't like a woman got in front of my camera and then just starting stripping for the helluva it. I knew what I was getting into. But seriously, if someone getting naked in front of a camera—probably for her sexual gratification, which might be enhanced by your presence—makes you uncomfortable, then we can go to dinner tonight after I'm done."
 
Kenzi knew that Ryan could just see the apprehension oozing out of her, and the look she had on her face probably didnt help. It wasnt that she was opposed..to watching him work, she just didn't really know the head space she was in at the moment. Nothing about his offer seemed bad or off-putting, and she found herself feeling a tiny bit ridiculous at how immature she was being. It couldn't have been sending the right kind of signals to him.

"Yeah..um, yea, no..that sounds just fine. Honestly. I'm sorry, I dont mean to seem like such a downer. I'm just..I don't know, my head is just a little messed up right now. But I won't let it affect your work, or our day. I'm actually excited to see you in action, so yes, I would love to tag along with you to your session. I'll just..stand in the back somewhere so I'm not disturbing.."
 
Ryan paid up and drove Lily to his studio. It was a squat building with one long wall that was nothing but floor to ceiling windows. Inside there were already some people. Mary, his lighting assistant, was closing the blinds slightly. Tina and Lori were just finishing up Shelly's hair and makeup. Shelly was sitting in the chair a robe on, but she shamelessly left it open, showing off a very toned and athletic body.

Ryan remembered the first session with her. She was nervous to show a bare shoulder. Some people just needed a little push.

Finished with hair and makeup, Shelly got up from the chair.

"No outfits today?" Ryan asked, noticing the lack of anything hanging on the rack.

"Not a stitch," Shelly grinned as she let the robe drop to the floor.

Ryan was in professional photographer mode. He didn't even flinch.

"So, I guess we are skipping any coy poses today, Mrs. Buxbaum."

She put her hand on Ryan's bicep and laughed.

"Oh, I think we're past that by now, aren't we. Who's this? Your next subject? Did you double-book yourself?" Shelly look Kenzie up and down, almost like she was appraising her.

I wish.

"I'm being rude. Everyone, this is Kenzie—an old friend. She's shadowing me today. I wanted to show her what I do."

"And you chose to show her me? Thank you." Shelly's hand left Ryan's arm as she turned to Kenzie as if daring or encouraging her to stare.
 
Inside his studio, everything..and everyone was buzzing. His work was displayed everywhere, and she loved all the natural light that filtered in, although someone was in the process of darkening the room. Ryan was right at home with everyone, and Kenzi felt a little out of place. She stopped suddenly when he did, at who she assumed was the center of his work today. She was a very pretty woman, and Kenzi felt her cheeks flush hotly at how easily they spoke to one another.

It surprised her, as she and Ryan weren't together, not even dating. Hell they hadn't even slept together, but something inside her stirred. When the woman stood and boldly let the robe drop to the floor, Kenzi did her best to avert her eyes. The womans attention seemed to be on Ryan anyhow, though she had to stomp down the urge to rip her hand away when she saw how casually she touched him. The fuck is wrong with you? The thought flitted through her mind. Why was she so worked up over this complete stranger?

Kenzi met her gaze as Shelly looked her over, questioning Ryan as to who she was. When he introduced her, Kenzi smiled graciously and moved closer to Ryan, hooking an arm around his, silently, but undeniably staking her claim on the man between them. Her smile was sickly sweet as Shelly feigned an ego boost, and she had to look away when she rolled her eyes. As she glanced back, she noted that the other woman was now focused on her, beckoning her to take in her naked form.

Kenzi let her eyes roam over the bare flesh, her face solid and still. She showed no discomfort, or uneasiness. Finding rather, that she felt more territorial than anything. It was obvious that this woman would jump Ryan the first chance she got, alone at home and probably hornier than she could stand. There had already been one female to take a man away from her, although he allowed himself to be taken, but she would not lose Ryan to some naked stranger. He didn't seem bothered, but she felt that it was best if she stepped back out to get some air.

"Ryan, I hope you don't think of me as rude, but I'm just going to step out for a few minutes. I need to make a couple of calls..nothing serious, but I don't want to disturb you or your
crew. I won't be long, I promise..
"
 
When Kenzie slipped her arm into his, Ryan's skin buzzed. When working with a client, even as sexually charged as a situation may be, he maintained a level of professional detachment wrapped in enthusiastic praise. If he felt she needed it, he would tell a client she was beautiful and sexy, but it was to open her up for the camera, not for him. Suddenly, it was very different.

Then she said she needed to step outside.

Fuck. This is too much for her. I saw how uncomfortable she was. I should have just said no.

He didn't have time to dwell on it, though. He had a job to do. Shelly lay on the bed in the corner of the studio. She began running her hands over her body as Ryan snapped pictures, giving small directions. He made subtle adjustments, asking her each time before he brushed some hair out of her eyes, or tilted her chin slightly.

Every time he did, she said, "Yes, please."

She'd flirted with Ryan, flirted hard. While Ryan was playfully flirty back, it was again, to get her in the right headspace for the photos. Though, they'd left boudoir photography behind last session. Ryan knew he was essentially helping her shot porn photos for her husband and his friends. He walked into this session knowing that was what she wanted, and it had been fine. But it was suddenly very different now. He wasn't actively wondering what it would be like to fuck his client. Kenzie had thrown him. Somehow her touch had shattered the wall he'd built for these sessions.

He could feel his cock getting hard, unfurling down his right leg. He stood up and back away, though he was reasonably sure the four women in his studio could tell. A respectable length and impressive girth were making it very obvious. He'd taken some very explicit photos with clients, and while he'd maybe gotten a little aroused, it'd never been enough to cause him to become fully hard so suddenly.

"Let's take a break."

Ryan set his camera down and went outside to look for Kenzie.
 
The morning air was still a little cool, but it was rephreshing against the warm flush that had begun creeping up her neck as she found her way back outside. Kenzi took a deep breath and relaxed as she let it out. It was almost laughable how unsettled she had allowed herself to become. And from what? Some woman she didn't even know? No. From the way that woman so casually touched Ryan..from the nonchalant way she had literally displayed herself for him. The shameless way of it all.

Maybe it was because of her current situation, or the fact that this woman, as well as her husband were both perfectly okay with everyone in his squad to see what should be intimate photographs..or maybe it was because Kenzi knew that Shelly would jump at the chance to have Ryan in bed. At any rate, it all made her uneasy and she was seriously questioning her decision to have come with him at all. It might have been better for them both if she had just met him for dinner later on.

Either way, she knew that she couldn't go back inside. Not until he was finished. There was a bench just to the left of the door and Kenzi planted herself on it. Deciding to actually check on some things, she pulled out her phone and felt a stab of panic as she saw that Josh had called several times and left voicemails. Upon opening her messages, she found five from him alone. The voicemails were short and angry, as were the messages and Kenzi just chose to ignore it all for the moment. No reason to worsen her mood. When the door suddenly opened, her stomach knotted, but she sighed as she saw Ryan walk out.

"I'm right here..I'm sorry. I didn't mean to run out like that."
 
Ryan sat next to her.

"I'm sorry about in there. Mrs. Buxbaum can be a bit much. She comes on pretty strong." He chuckled. "She didn't start like that. At first, she was timid. I think the longer her husband's been deployed, the more lonely and frustrated she's become. I don't think she understands I don't fuck clients."

He didn't know why he was explaining this. He felt like he'd done something wrong.

"But I don't clearly shoot her down. It's something that I learned when I bartended my way through college and university. If you make it seem like an impossibility, a lot of women will take their business elsewhere. I'm sorry it made you uncomfortable. If you want, it can get you an Uber. Would you want to go home? I could give you my key, and you could just hang out at my place if it's safer—physically or emotionally. Or you could chill in my office in the back? There's less no Netflix there, but it's an option."

Ryan realized he was rambling and not giving her time to answer.

"So what do you want to do?"
 
"I understand that part of what you do is making your clients comfortable..and I think what you do is amazing. You really do take beautiful pictures Ryan. I'm sorry for acting this way. I'm okay, really. I just..needed some air. I don't know what came over me in there, but I think you're right about her. She doesn't understand that at all. From a woman's perspective. She is very bold..and I absolutely credit the lack of sex. I guess I just wasn't expecting to be faced with more competition so soon. I don't know..I feel like I'm sixteen again, trying to figure out how to come out on top of the two women vying for your attention."

She glanced over at him and smiled. It wasnt entirely clear to her how he wasnt already tied down, but she was glad that he wasn't. And glad also that he seemed to not have the slightest bit of interest in the naked woman in his studio.

"I'm really okay. I'd like to go back in and watch you. I can handle Shelly Buxbaum, this isn't high school and I'm almost positive I know which of us you're thinking about..but..I want to make sure you know how much I'm thinking of you, just in case there are any doubts.."

Without waiting for him to reply, Kenzi leaned over and kissed him. Her lips fit perfectly with his as she slipped a hand around his neck and pulled herself closer to him. Her tongue teased his lips before sliding past them and into his mouth, coaxing his own to come and play. The kiss was sweet and Kenzi groaned inwardly as she felt something inside blossoming. A newfound sense of confidence so to speak. She wondered what he was thinking as she pulled away and glanced at him, biting her lip gently.
 
Competition?

It hadn't been clear. Ryan had hoped there was something going on, but Kenzie was making it very clear now. Then she kissed him. This wasn't chaste like the night before. He returned the kiss eagerly, his hand slipping around her waist. When she started to pull away, his lips followed hers for the briefest moment before he pulled back as well.

"No doubts, what-so-ever."

Then Ryan realized they'd just been making out in front of huge windows. Shelly looked at Kenzie, and there was a hint of jealousy. Mary just slow clapped for them.

Ryan blushed. As much as he enjoyed encouraging women to be more exhibitionistic, he was very not.

When he returned to work, something about no longer having any doubts about how Kenzie was feeling made it easier for him to regain his dispassionate professionalism.

It took some encouraging words to get Shelly to loosen up again. Ryan was flirty, but it was very surface flirtation. Once he had her back in the right headspace, the poses becoming more and more explicit. She was lying on her back; head just tilted over the edge. One hand was on her breast, and the other was dipping between her legs. The slight shudder that ran through her body made it obvious she wasn't just miming the motions of fingering herself.

"And we're almost out of time." Ryan hesitated, looking at Kenzie. His subject hadn't moved a muscle. "Are there any final pictures you want me to take?" He always asked this question in the last ten minutes of the shoot, but he had a feeling he knew where this would go giving Mrs. Bauxbum the option.

"Can you shoot me just like this from the other side? I want to show him my pussy." Again, she wasn't embarrassed in the slightest.

Ryan removed the pillows from next to the headboard and pressed his back against it. He snapped some photos, and then Shelly's back arched as she moaned. Ryan shutter kept snapping until her body relaxed.

"Thank you," She said to Ryan as she sat up.

Ryan took it in stride, though Tina and Lori seemed a little shocked. Mary hadn't been paying attention.

Ryan climbed off the bed and said, "I'll give you a call in a couple days to come select your shots."

As he was finishing up the details with the still very nude and breathless Mrs. Bauxbum, Mary come up to Kenzie and said, "So how long have you and Ryan been dating?"
 
She couldn't deny the small rush of pleasure that flooded through her at the small victory of knowing he was all hers. Kenzi cleared her throat and looked utterly unbothered as they walked back into the studio. She found a place off to the side, sitting and crossing one leg over the other as Ryan turned his attention back to the woman on the bed, who was currently pouting like a small child.

She listened as he stroked a very obvious ego and rolled her eyes as the woman cooed in response. The shots started off actually somewhat decent, but it soon became very clear that the other womans shame had no end. Ryan's attempt to douse a still smoldering situation made Kenzi smile, particularly when he glanced over at her. Though he seemed to follow usual protocol, it was a sweet gesture. The other woman wasted no time in snatching up whatever extra time of Ryans she could.

Her request felt like a jab at Kenzi, putting him up close and personal with her obvious masturbation, despite her weak attempt at subtlety. Ryan seemed to pay no mind..though if he was, he was doing an awesome job at hiding it. Kenzi watched as the woman climaxed in the bed and wanted nothing more than to drag her to the door and throw her out of it. To stoop to the level of petty and desperation she had and throw it right back in her face. But then..why couldn't she? What exactly was stopping her?

The answer came in the form of one of his assistants as she approached. She inquired about Ryan and herself, and Kenzi laughed lightly and shook her head. "Oh no, we aren't dating..we're old friends. I mean..we ran into one another last night, and he offered a sympathetic shoulder. I..wanted to spend the day with him and see his work. Although I wasnt quite expecting to have front row seats to my own private porn shoot. Would you excuse me..for..just a second."

Kenzi smiled apologetically and quickly closed the distance between Ryan and the still naked client of his. As she approached him, Kenzi put her lips against his ear and whispered softly, knowing her sudden decision would drastically change the course of how she had initially decided to handle things. "Watching you take all these explicit photos have turned me on..I can't help it. If I asked you to, would you kick everyone out and take pictures of me like this?" Her tongue slowly traced along the edge of his ear. "Pretty please?"
 
This hadn't been Ryan's plan. But seeing someone else show an interest in him, even if it wasn't an offer he'd ever accept, seemed to have sparked a possessiveness that he couldn't deny he found appealing. Kenzie asking him to take her picture was enough to get his brain going.

"Mrs. Bauxbum, I've got other clients I need to attend to today. We'll talk later."

He turned from her and walked Kenzi a little ways away. "Do you want me to get rid of all of them, or just Mrs. Bauxbum. I could ask Tina and Lori to do your hair and makeup. Mary could help me with the lighting. You're worth doing it right." It sounded like he was using is photographer voice—gentle, encouraging, with just a hint of command in it.

"If you're not comfortable with it, then it takes time to them out of here. Half an hour at least. The girls are contractors. They take their stuff with them, so they have to pack up. Mary's really helpful when it comes to maintaining the costly lighting equipment properly. She's paying for college by herself, so I'm sure she'd love the extra hours."

By then, Shelly was dressed in yoga pants and a tank top, and saying goodbye to Ryan's crew.
 
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Unsure of what exactly brought out the inner seductress, but glad that she had taken a chance, Kenzi smiled as Ryan subtly, but firmly dismissed his client. As they stepped away, she wondered for a moment if she actually could or would even go through with it now, second guessing her decision to be so brazen. When Ryan asked about everyone really leaving, it took a minute before she could find her words..was she really about to do this? She glanced around the studio and at the other girls. She noted that Shelly had gotten dressed and her attention now elsewhere. Even dressed, her body, her shape was still enough to draw looks.

You're still sexy Kenzi..Ryan can barely look away from you for more than a few seconds..you know you look good.

"Do you think I need hair and makeup done?"

She glanced up at him, and then nodded towards the group of women.

"Let them adjust the lighting however you think will be best..but..I don't think I want anyone in the studio when you're taking the pictures."

Kenzi looked over at them again and suddenly felt brave again when she saw that Shelly still had yet to leave, as though waiting for an approachable moment for Ryan. Something had definitely changed with Kenzi..maybe she was tired of playing by the rules and always being so nice..but whatever it was, she was growing to like it.

"On second thought..let them stay. But..could we start slow? Maybe I will let Mary do a little work first. You must have lingerie of some sort for your female clientele? If you do, I'd like to take a look through them and pick something. We could start with that..and I'll just remove it slowly as I become more comfortable. Is that..okay with you?"
 
"Do you think I need hair and makeup done?"

"No, it's not like that. You're beautiful. There's a little prep for everyone. Catch fly away hairs and make your lips and eyes pop for the camera."

"Let them adjust the lighting however you think will be best..but..I don't think I want anyone in the studio when you're taking the pictures."

Ryan nodded encouragingly. "Yeah, we can do that."

It was wall breaking down. A small one, but Ryan could already feel the thrill of pushing a woman outside her comfort zone.

"On second thought... ...Is that..okay with you?"

Ryan grinned wider. "That's a walk-in closet over there." He pointed to the back wall. Pick out anything you want. It's not just lace in there. There's a lot of leather and latex to choose from if that's your sort of thing." Most of the time, the more bondagey stuff was for models, but more than a few women decided to give it a try after they saw it. It was always fun to get a woman to try something new.

Ryan walked up to Shelly, who was still making small talk with Tina and Lory. He took Shelly's hand and shook it. "It's always great to work with you, Mrs. Bauxbum." She put his arm on his shoulder bicep again. Ryan slipped a hand around her to her back. Laughing with her, he guided her towards the front door.

"I'll call you when it's time to select photos. Bye." Ryan was polite but firm that she needed to get the fuck out.

Ryan turned back to his crew. He specifically sought out women to work with. It wasn't a perverted choice that would lead to a sexual harassment lawsuit. Women were often more willing to be daring the fewer men there were in the room. And he knew he could always keep it professional.

He looked at Tina and Lori and asked, "Girls, do you have anywhere else to be today?"

They both looked at him then at each other and grinned. "Not until late evening."

"I'll pay you for another session if you stick around and do hair and makeup for Kenzie."

Ryan turned to Mary, who gave a very enthusiastic "Yes" before he could even ask the question.

Ryan smiled. "Thank you. Alright, ladies, let's get to work."
 
A little shiver of excitement coursed through her as everything fell into action. In the span of minutes she had gone from watching the action, to bring the center of it. The girls were too eager to help Kenzi get ready as they pushed her towards the back of the studio and left Ryan to get ready himself. Mary practically pushed her in the seat in front of the mirror and quickly got to work. After a quick ten minutes, Kenzi had been blotted and refreshed and was up again and on her way. The other two assistants had disappeared back to the staging area to reset the lighting and change the bedding, though they had each personally chosen something for her to pick from in the dressing closet.

There was quite a variety to look through, ranging from simpler pieces to strappy leather with buckles and such, but Kenzi just picked one of the two from the girls. They were both black, but one was came with a sheer overlay, and the lingerie itself was made of the same material. A snug strappy teddy that hugged the curves of her body like a second skin. The front dipped low and showcased her cleavage well. Along one wall was an equally vast selection of heels, and just above it, several compartments that contained hosiery. She chose a pair of black leather pumps and thigh highs. It had been a long, long time since she had worn anything like this, and the feel of it all made her feel undeniably sexy and just a bit aroused.

Kenzi grabbed the overlay and walked towards the door, taking in her reflection in the door-sized mirror on the wall. She couldn't quite suppress the gasp of surprise either. Just seeing how good she looked boosted her confidence..the blow from having been so openly cheated on not yet shaken off. Kenzi smiled, turned and posed for a second and then decided against the added piece. Instead she grabbed a silky robe and cinched it tightly as she exited the room. Nothing she had done thus far to show her interest in him had been subtle, and she knew that Ryan wanted her just as badly. They weren't kids anymore and she had nothing to feel guilty about. She heard Ryan speaking almost quietly with the girls as she rounded the corner and joined them.

"I'm um..I'm ready..if you guys are."
 
While Kenzie was in the changing room, Ryan had Mary help him change everything on the bed. It was what they always did, but he thought Kenzie, in particular, might enjoy it. She was 'turned on' by watching him take pictures, and Ryan started to wonder what would happen when she became the subject.

"Ryan!" Mary said.

"Sorry, what?"

"I asked if you could hand me the pillows." Mary was smiling. "So, Kenzie said you two weren't dating."

"I don't think what we've done so far counts as dating. We ran into each other at the bar after you and the girls left. Then we had hangover breakfast together."

Mary kept smiling. "It's not my job to tell you what you're doing, boss, but why the fuck are you taking her picture instead of banging her right now?"

"She had a rough night, and she asked for pictures, and I thought it would be a chance for her to feel beautiful, sexy, and special."

Mary was pretty sure pictures weren't what Kenzie was after. But if this meant extra cash and helped another woman feel good about herself, she wasn't going to say no.

Ryan was finishing setting up a tripod near the bed when he looked up and saw Kenzie come out in the robe.

"Mary and I put fresh everything on the bed for you. We can start with the robe on if you'd like. On the bed, off the bed, just do what feels right, and if I think you need instruction, I'll tell you."
 
She gave a cursory glance over the bed and mentally approved of the silky beige linens, no doubt the work of one of the girls. If she had her guess, she would say Mary. Turning her attention to the photographer, she bit her lip teasingly. "Come on Ryan..we're both grown-ups, I think I can handle taking my robe off. If you can. " She smiled wickedly as she tugged the belt loose and let the robe fall open, allowing just a peek of what lay beneath, but then turned her back to him just as quickly. Kenzi took a slow, deep breath and exhaled as the robe slid from her shoulders.

Another rush of excitement flooded her nervous system as she felt it come to a puddle at her feet, edging her already aroused state. As she slowly turned around, Kenzi placed a hand on her hip and used the other to brush her hair over her shoulder as she glanced up at Ryan coyly. "How do you want me Mr. Brown..? Should we start on the bed, or maybe against the wall..? " The question was innocent and direct enough, but would be taken in an entirely different manner. She had lost her chance when they were teenagers because he hadn't believed her, but this time, she had no doubt that she would get her point across.
 
"How do you want me Mr. Brown..? Should we start on the bed, or maybe against the wall..? "

Mary made a strange squeak as she suppressed a laugh.

"I think will start against the right there next to the bed and then have you on the bed soon enough," Ryan said. He acknowledged the racy implications of what she had said, but he'd slipped into his photographer voice. While it was still a bit playful, it was mostly very business-like.

Tina and Lori held back incase Kenzie's hair or makeup needed to be touched up, but Mary was very busy moving and adjusting the lighting. She kept shooting Kenzie a little thumbs up. Something she had not done with Shelly.

Ryan began snapping pictures, the shudder snapping very audibility. For someone who said, "Do what feels right," Ryan had a lot of demands. "Chin up. Turn your head this way. Raise your hand a little higher." And while he said them calmly, there was a definite tone of command there.

When he was having trouble communicating, he walked up to Kenzie and said, "Are you okay if I touch your arm, just to adjust you for a better shot?"

When positioning Kenzie with his words, he didn't seem to be asking so much as telling, but here, he made sure to ask before even letting go of his camera.
 
He was good. She was sure that her actions would have left him just a little off balance, but he was obviously quicker on his feet than she accredited him for. That was okay..there was still time. She found that posing for him came naturally..and she was very surprisingly comfortable in front of him. After a series of shots, he approached her. She found it strange that he would ask such a simple question..maybe he was still trying to be cautious with her..but there was no need. She could handle him just fine.

"You can touch me where ever you need to Ryan..position me however you want."
 
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