Exposure (Closed for SinfulGypsyChild)

"Very well." He adjusted her arm slightly until the strap of the lingerie fell from one shoulder. It was a very mechanical and dispassionate touch. Professional. No skin to skin contact any longer than was absolutely necessary.

He stepped back and snapped a few more photos before saying, "Okay, Kenzie, time to get on the bed." He gave a few more commands and snapped a few more pictures before asking, "How much are you willing to take off in front of all of us?" There was a challenge in that question. "What do you want to take off?" And there was an invitation.
 
To her surprise, he held himself together quite well..or was doing a damn good job of faking it. The photo shoot was actually turning out to be quite fun, and Kenzi found that she was more relaxed than she had been since everything happened. Ryan guided her into one seductive position after another, until finally he decided to see whether or not Kenzi had been bluffing.

What do you want to take off?

Kenzi could feel herself wanting to flush..the tiny niggle of self-doubt wanting to take over, but she brushed it aside and ran her fingers through her hair as she cleared her throat. Ryan obviously had picked up on the indication that this was some form of foreplay between them..and was enjoying it immensely. There was no denying that she was as well, and certainly no denying that she genuinely wanted to see where it all would lead.

"Well...I'm only wearing the one piece..not really much to take off...so I think a better question would be, how long it will stay on."

As she spoke, Kenzi repositioned herself so that she was standing on her knees on the bed, facing him as she slipped her arms through the straps of the lingerie. The sudden rush of nervous excitement made it hard to keep a straight face, but Kenzi kept her eyes on his as she slowly lowered the top of the lingerie. The air in the studio was cool against her warm flesh as her nipples immediately hardened, her arousal reminding her just how turned on she was as her hands moved along her body sexily.

"Will this work..?"

Kenzi leaned forward just a bit and encased her breasts with her arms, pushing them together, perfect globes of flesh on display for them all to see. It was a first for her, but she didn't feel ashamed..if anything, she felt elated..sexy, naughty.
 
Ryan snapped pictures as she pulled it off. She was getting very daring. He liked it.

"I love the just stockings look. Now, can I get on your stomach, chin up, and hide your nipples. Legs crossed up behind you. Think PG-13. Will get racier as we move forward."

Ryan continued to pose her. If he had to make adjustments, he was still asking and still not touching any more than was necessary, though he had asked if she was okay with him handling her breasts as he fluffed them for a shot that Kenzie would mess up if she moved her arms. Things hadn't gotten as X-rated as they had with Mrs. Bauxbum yet.

"The light's changing," Ryan said. While no window had a clear view of the bed, the way the room looked had started to change as the sun moved. "Mary, can you get a light read over by Kenzie? I've gotta fiddle with some settings."

Mary came over and called out a number. Then she looked down at Kenzie and said, "This is gonna sound super personal because it is. But are you and Ryan gonna fuck after this? I'm not judging. I'd wanna help." Mary's face turned beet red. "Not like that. I can get Tina and Lori to pack up early and tell Ryan I can come back later to take care of the lights. I saw your kiss, and you kinda look like you'd jump him right now if we weren't here."
 
He worked diligently, as though he would an actual client. The poses were professional and he never touched her without asking first, as if she would mind. She was convinced that he had heard her inner voice scream with delight as he "adjusted" her breasts for that one pose, praying that he got just as much enjoyment from it as she did, innocent as it might have been.

She took a moment to breath as he called out directions for the lighting, standing up to stretch just a bit. Ryan suddenly asked Mary to do something with the lighting over the bed, and suddenly she was making her way towards Kenzi. She was very sweet, from what Kenzi had gathered just being around her so far, but she was a bit intrusive about things going on between her and Ryan. It was okay, for the moment, but Kenzi really hoped she didn't have to be rude to the girl.

She wasn't sure what Mary was indicating as she yelled out to one of the other girls, something about a number. Kenzi watched as Ryan focused his attention on his camera, the concentration on his face sexy in a way. She barely caught the sound of Mary as she began speaking, completely thrown off guard at her question. The offer to help by rushing the girls out afterwards didn't help. It took a moment before Kenzi could find the right words to say.

"I..what? No. Yea. So, um..first of all, wow. That isnt a question I thought I would be answering today. Secondly..is it that obvious?" She couldn't stop the wicked grin from forming as she looked at Mary. "I'm wondering if he's picked up on that vibe yet, but I'm not sure. I tried to throw him off in the beginning, but he's very professional. I like that about him, but I wanna know what he's thinking behind that lens."

Kenzi got quiet for a second and then glanced over at him again. There was no way he wasn't at least a tiny bit aroused. He had to be..and was doing a very good job at hiding it. Mary's question ran through her mind and Kenzi decided it was time to lock things up a little. The girl had openly admitted what she hadn't. Kenzi very much wanted Ryan, and subconsciously pictured them in bed..the one right behind her..in front of his wall of windows.

"I'd say it's time I really got Mr. Browns attention, wouldnt you Mary? I think that would be a good idea. What was that he said about liking something? Oh..yes, just the stockings. Well, let's see if I can do something about that." Kenzi made quick work of the teddy and kicked it to the side as she stepped out of it. The act was done before she could second guess or overthink it and as she stood practically naked in the studio, in front of all of them, paying attention or not, she felt completely liberated and surprisingly erotic. The robe she shed earlier was snatched up and cinched around her waist as she made her way to the end of the bed. Taking a seat, she crossed her legs, the robe opening and falling around her thighs, revealing the smut black stockings and bare thighs. She lay back on her elbows and waited for Ryan to finish.
 
It was taking all of Ryan's concentration and will to not be 'unprofessional' with Kenzie. But he was managing.

He saw Mary chatting with Kenzie, and his blood ran cold. Mary was very... forward. Mary had actually approached him about the job. She was studying photography in college and wanted some hands-on experience. Early in the interview, she said, "You're hot for an older guy, but I don't fuck my bosses."

It was one reason he hired her, not the not fucking bosses part, but that she had no issue telling him what was on her mind. It made her a good lighting assistant. If she thought he was fucking up, she had no problems telling him. She'd take him aside to say it. She didn't undermine him in front of clients but was very blunt. And when he agreed with her, he ensured the clients knew that it was Mary's suggestion. The girl had talent.

Judging by the slightly shocked expression on Kenzie's face, Mary was maybe saying more to Kenzie than she would to regular clients.

After the lighting was fixed, he walked up to Kenzie. She had the robe back on. He hadn't even thought to offer it to her while they made adjustments. That was a slip-up.

"Sorry, I should have offered you the robe while we weren't shooting. How are you doing so far?" Ryan didn't want to mention her cheating husband, so he went with, "Is this making you feel sexy and desirable? Mary wasn't bothering you, was she?"
 
Kenzi sat up as he made his way over, and then stood as he closed the distance between them. She smiled and shook her head as he chastised himself, reaching out to place a hand on his shoulder. "It's fine, I..changed my mind at the last minute about my next step with the photos. I really hope you wont be too disappointed." She smiled again, somewhat shyly even, as though downplaying her secret idea.

There was no doubt that she had expected that she and Ryan would have sex at some point, the feelings were definitely there for both of them. Mary though, had sparked something inside of Kenzi, made her want to be more daring. Her blunt demeanor was surprising, but honestly welcomed. It was hard for her to maintain female friendships because of their blatant inability to be forthright and honest. Mary, seemed not to possess that flaw, and Kenzi very much respected that. She noted that it would work in her favor to make sure Ryan kept her around.

"Oh no, of course not. She was just telling me about some of the more...daring things that some of your clients have done, like, during their photo sessions. It just shocked me that they could be so bold in front of people they hardly knew. I mean, you know, if it was their first or even second session with you..anyway, I like Mary. She's incredibly direct, but very sweet. She means well, and she definitely likes you. I'm pretty sure she likes me too." Kenzi stopped herself and laughed at the fact that she was basically rambling at that point.

"I'm really enjoying myself Ryan. I do feel...very, verysexy right now and undeniably desirable. It's been a very long time since I felt this way about myself. Thank you..for reminding me that I am. You're very good at what you do, you have made me feel nothing but comfortable." She leaned up and kissed him on the cheek, but lingered a few seconds before pulling away. "Now..if you guys are ready, I'm ready to continue. I thought this time, we could go with...just the stockings.." Kenzi smiled coyly and slipped her thumbs inside the belt on the robe, pulling it loose. It fell open and was on the floor in a second. As she shamefully brushed her hair over her shoulder and posed, Kenzi bit her lip and smiled at Ryan.
 
Even just the kiss on the cheek had Ryan's pulse racing. That was even before having Kenzie increasingly close to full nude before him. Ryan picked up the robe and handed it to her. There was suddenly a huskier quality to his voice.

"I'm glad your feeling so daring, but you move so fast. Let's start slow. Start with it on, and then we can let it slip off. Half the fun here is getting undressed. Showing just a little bit more each shot. The subject unfolding before the lens."

He paused.

"And Kenzie, I'm glad I could help you feel sexy and desirable. You are. That's not just a photographer buttering up a client talk. The thing about the camera is, even with lighting and angles and makeup and hair, we're not adding anything that isn't already there. Just revealing it."

He helped her cinch the robe back closed.

"And I do like that you're being very bold. If there's any kind of shots you're looking to do, anything that pops into your head, you let me know. There isn't much I'd say no to. You've already seen I'm willing to go pretty far with a client."

Ryan smiled and stepped back, and his voice was back to the 100% professional sounding Ryan. His feelings on the matter weren't 100% professional, but that was beside the point.

"Now, let's have you turn around and take the robe off—" Ryan stopped. "Mary, can you move that mirror. I want almost to be able to see what Kenzie looks like from the front. Again, PG-13."

Mary moved the mirror, and there was a little back and forth until Ryan felt the angle was right.

As Mary was finishing getting the angle right, Ryan was having difficulty not thinking about bending Kenzie over the bed and fucking her right there. Maybe give Mary the camera and have her learn to do action shots. It was not anything he'd actually do. As forward as Mary was, he wasn't sure she'd be into that, and even if she were, that would violate more than a few labor laws and coworker norms. Given how sexually charged their work was, professional boundaries were even more critical.

"Okay, Kenzie. You're gonna take the robe off slowly. I want to see you hold the belt out wide when your done and let it gradually slip off your shoulders. When you let it fall to the floor, I'm gonna take a step to the right so that we can see your whole body in the reflection in the mirror. After that, if you want to turn around or work with the reflection, do what makes you feel the best."
 
A rush of embarrassment washed over her as she took the robe back and slipped back into it. Kenzi wasn't trying to move fast..and the last thing she wanted was for him to think she was throwing herself at him. She nodded and listened as he spoke, stamping down the growing sense of failure. Ryan wasn't discouraging her from disrobing in the slightest, rather prolonging the act of it. The encouraging words helped her feel like not such a disaster and she smiled at him as he told her what to do next.

The placement of the mirror helped also, set at an angle so that she could see herself and part of the bed behind her. She followed his direction with the belt and felt the robe slide down a bit. It was open, but only so that it showed just a strip of flesh, not quite resting against her as her breasts pushed the material away from her body. Kenzi lifted a heel off the floor and bent her left knee just slightly, turning away from the mirror just an inch or so, so that the lens would capture the peekaboo side view of her right breast as she posed.

Her knee sliced through the silky material as she continued to let it fall along her arms, and then to the floor. Once again, she stood in just the stockings and heels. She caught Ryans movement, and ran her fingers through her hair as the shutter clicked rapidly, capturing a full view of her breasts as the other arm bent upward and her fingers went behind her neck. Kenzi shot Ryan a few seductive glances and feigned innocence, surprising herself again at the ease with which she approached all of this.

He had told her to do what she felt comfortable with, although the ideas that ran through her head were far from anything she was openly comfortable with at the moment. Kenzi took a deep breath and forced her mind to slow down. He had said that the camera added nothing, only helped to reveal what was already there. That meant that he saw something in her..something that needed to be brought out. But she wasn't sure that it would be done in just one session.

She climbed back into the bed, giving him several sophisticated poses that she knew would look good once developed. Kenzi lay on her stomach and raised her legs behind her, crossing her ankles as she rested on her elbows. She looked to her right at Ryan and then up, off to the side without moving her head. A coy look played on her face. She then rose to her knees, keeping them spread as she brought her arms up across her breasts, allowing just a peek of underboob as she looked dead into his lens, her "bitch" face on display.

Her last pose was one, she decided, that would be specifically for Josh. Sort of a farewell/fuck you/good riddance parting gift. She would need Ryan to be directly in front of her, literally looking down at her through the lens in order to capture the look she was going for. When she and Josh had first gotten married, he loved to see her in her knees in front of him, looking up at her with "puppy dog" eyes and a devilish little smile. It always brought him to his knees. "Ryan I need you closer to the bed..maybe on a step stool? I need you to be able to look down at me through the camera. Okay?"
 
Kenzie was born to do this. She already seemed to be a pro at playing with the camera. He got the shots he thought would look great, but then she'd get to play director for a while. She had excellent ideas and was a lot bolder than he thought she'd be. He wasn't going to make her do anything she didn't want to. He just planned on pushing her outside her comfort zone. That comfort zone was a lot broader than he anticipated.

When she asked, he got out the step stool and stood next to the bed. He was deeply curious to see what she would do. When she went on her knees in front of him, he was having a hard time banishing the image of her hands on his cock about to blow him. He had taken pictures like that with some past girlfriends, but those were private and not something he thought about shooting in front of anyone else in the room, but he couldn't banish the thought.

Ryan wanted his partners to be exhibitionists. He was strictly the voyeur. If he was going to be having sex with a woman, that part happened behind closed doors.

His was getting hard, and as his member unfurled against his leg, it would be practically impossible for Kenzie not to notice it in front of her face.

He wanted her, but he knew he couldn't, at least not if she was going to win any divorce settlement against her cheating husband. He saw it play out when Tina divorced her husband, Steve. She'd caught him in circumstance almost to how Kenzie found her husband. Even though Tina caught Steve cheating, he turned around and said Tina was fucking Lori before he strayed. He still owned a quarter of Tina and Lori's business and had refused a few buy out because he was just a dick.

He didn't want Kenzie's husband to have any leverage on her. But that didn't mean they couldn't take pictures.

"Alright, Kenzie, what is it you want to do while I'm up here."
 
With him looking down on her, Kenzi settled herself on her thighs making sure to keep her legs open. She pushed her leaned forward just a little on her hands, pushing her chest up and out between her arms. She glanced down briefly, wanting to get the look just right. Her gaze drifted past Ryans waist, and the obvious hard-on he was now dealing with. Kenzi groaned inwardly as she felt the lust moisten her pussy. She wondered how he would react if she reached out and brushed it with her fingers. Not that she would have, but the idea was exciting.

She took a deep breath as she looked up at the camera lens through her eyelashes, willing her eyes to soften with submission. Thinking of Josh did nothing but irritate her, so Kenzi cleared her mind and focused on Ryan. How in control he had been this entire time. How he had directed her with ease, and guided her. The thing that got to her the most was the control he seemed to have, no matter the situation. It was clear that he was aroused, and incredibly turned on, but to someone more focused on being the focal point, it wouldn't be noticeable at all. "This is the last one..and it's special. I need..I need you to talk to me I'm the same way you would a lover. If you were..in control of things. It's the only way to make the most of this pose. And I need it to be just perfect."
 
Ryan's heart lept at the request. He had no problem being in charge or giving orders even in just a photo session, but the visual of having Kenzie on her knees giving him control sent a shiver up his spine.

The husky quality crept back into his voice.

"You look so perfect on your knees. Are you ready to do every dirty little thing I say? Are you going to be a good girl? Or are you going to have to be punished? Spread your legs just a little more. I don't want you hiding anything from me, do you understand."

Ryan was barely suppressing the urge to tell her, Grab my belt and undo it. Take out my cock, and take it as deep into your throat as you can.

He gauged her reaction to various orders and stuck to the ones that seemed to get the best responses out of her.
 
The words alone were enough to make any normal woman blush, but the effect they had on Kenzi showed in her posture. From the second Ryan spoke, her body relaxed and her eyes were no longer hard. Her legs opened more for him and she found herself almost perching on her toes in obedience. Her nipples tingled as her eyes fell for just a second and the thick member that was mere inches from her face greeted her. Fuck.

Kenzi glanced up again and bit her lip as she nodded, eliciting a sensual "Yes sir" in response to the prompted questions. The space between her thighs was on fire and aching to be touched by fingers that weren't hers, but she maintained just as much professionalism as Ryan, though the last bit was certainly questionable. Her mind drifted nonetheless, and the sudden urge to grab her breasts overwhelmed her. Before Kenzi could stop, her hands were full of her own flesh and a soft groan escaped her lips..
 
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He enjoyed her 'yes, sir.' a little too much.

Things had accelerated fast. Once Kenzie was grabbing her breasts and moaning, he looked to Mary and 'the girls.' They'd seen similar things before, and while maybe this time was a little different, they weren't going to say stop.

Ryan snapped pictures and said, "Kenzie, just do what you want now. Don't worry about anything else. I'll keep going with the camera unless you say stop. Don't even worry about instructions. I'll work around you unless you desperately want me to capture something. You know there are almost no limits to what you can do on this bed. Do what feels good."
 
The fantasy in her head was very different from the reality she was currently in. It only took him speaking to her again, to break the fickle concentration, and Kenzie remembered where she was. Seeing four sets of eyes upon her killed any leftover desire, and she actually blushed. Quietly, she cleared her throat before responding to him.

"That..shouldn't have happened. I was caught up in the moment. I'd really like to get dressed now, please. If all of you would excuse me for just a moment..."

Her voice trailed off as she slipped from the bed and grabbed the robe from the floor. Kenzi slipped it on, but didnt bother closing it. Her face was on fire by the time she reached the dressing and changing area. She found her clothes and got dressed again, taking the time to calm down, both from the mishap and how aroused she was. What had happened in front of them had been an accident..or had it?

She leaned against the wall and slid her hands under her bra, fondling herself again. It felt so good, and her nipples ached to be touched. Her fingers rolled over them and she began tugging and twisting and pinching them, gasping as little explosions blasted between her thighs. Her knees turned into jello as she slipped a hand into her panties and grazed her clit. She nearly screamed from the jolt of pleasure, but quickly worked her fingers in small circles against the nub.

The assault on her nipples continued briefly before Kenzi tensed and squeezed her eyes shut. Her breath caught and she pushed her fingers against her clit as her body began to convulse. She rode out the small orgasm and took a deep breath in as her body relaxed. A small smile played on her lips as she finished getting dressed. Nobody else would ever know what she had just done behind that door, and knowing that she had her very own secret, secret..made her smile as she made her way back into the studio part.
 
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Ryan stepped away to give Kenzie space.

"It's okay. It happens. We are done when you want to be done."

He was willing to push but knew when to stop. She was on the edge of something, and it scared her. He let her be.

Mary walked up and said, "I can help the girls pack up and get the hell out of here. I'll shut down the lights and come back later to take care of the lights. Just text me when you or she leaves. Right now, you take care of your friend."

"Thank you, Mary. Tina. Lori."

While they packed up, Ryan plugged the SD card from his camera into the computer and started downloading the photos. He waved as his crew left. Then he sat on the end of the bed and waiting for Kenzie to return.
 
The voices faded as Kenzi walked back into the main part of the building, immediately seeing Ryan on the bed, doing something on his laptop. She glanced to the left just in time to see the girls walking out the door. Maybe they felt she needed some time after what happened, or he could have chased them out. Either way..she was now alone with him. She made her way to the bed and sat down beside him.

"Hey..so..why is everyone leaving..? It isnt because of me is it? I uh, really don't know what happened honestly. I guess I was so caught up in the moment. I've never done anything like this."
 
"They were fine with everything you did. They've seen a lot more happen during a shoot. But we thought maybe you needed some space. I figured once you hit the dressing room, we were probably done for the day. With professionally done pictures, at least."

He looked over at her fully dressed again, but he'd seen her nearly fully nude and all the X-rated bits or full display, so it was hard for him not to picture her that way now. He wanted to see it again.

"I'm sorry if I pushed you too hard. I try not to, but I guess I got caught up in the moment as well. What would you like to do now? We could go over the photos and see what you liked, or... something else."
 
"Well I'm glad that the girls were okay with it, but it isnt them that I'm worried about. I know that you probably see this more than you care to admit, but those are random women who hired you to spice up their sex life with their husbands or boyfriends. These x rated shoots you do are a win every time, I'm sure of it now. But...this is me. You know me. Or at least you used to. We haven't seen each other in over a decade and one of the first things I do is..this. I mean..the kiss..even I expected that to happen, but..not this."

Kenzi glanced over at him as she spoke, but now her eyes drifted over to the screen on the computer. She noticed that he was looking over her pictures specifically, the one currently displayed just happened to be her pose for Josh. She felt a familiar warmth begin to spread. Apparently her soon to be ex wasn't the only one who thought she looked good on her knees. Deciding to play it to her advantage, Kenzi moved in close and leaned over his shoulder just a little.

"I look good in this position, don't I? I love the way you were able to capture that raw emotion. That lust in my eyes. Of course..being inches away from that thick cock of yours didn't hurt. I can't imagine I had anything to do with that.."
 
"Kenzie, you would not believe how much I... I wanted to make that more than a photoshoot. But, and it pains me to say this, we can't. At least, not yet. I hate to bring him up, but I'm assuming you are going to divorce your husband. If we have sex, even just something on your knees," a smile played across his lips, and then he could feel himself getting hard again, "You could give your husband ammunition to take more than he deserves, which is absolutely fucking nothing. He's a colossal idiot for cheating on you. But his loss is my gain." He closed his laptop, put it on the bed, and slipped his hand into hers. "Just... not yet."

He started leaning into her before backing away and taking his hand back. "It might be best if we limit how much we touch. If we are trying to hold back, I don't know if I can control myself, and that could complicate things for you."

He was breathing heavily. "It's... Fuck. I hope you understand I've wanted you for so long and I didn't say anything because I was a scared little kid. Now that I'm not scared..."

He stood up and took a few steps back. "The universe has conspired to make this so much more difficult. Kenzie, I'm sorry, I waited. I'm sorry that if I had said something, maybe you wouldn't have ended up with him, and we could..."

A wicked grin spread across his face. "But maybe we can do something else while we wait. You did seem to enjoy having your picture taken. Model for me. We can have you sign a contract. I can pay you. We get to have some fun together, and the cheating bastard can't do anything with that. What do you say? Want to get naked in front of my camera again? And again?"
 
His concern for her current situation made her heart smile, but she mentally dismissed his worries about her soon to be ex. Of course divorce was on the way..and it was her intent to leave Josh exactly the way she found him in college. Confused and broke, only this time, she wanted him to feel the way she had the day she caught him. With a hole in his chest where his heart used to be, and she would be sure that he would never wreck another woman again.

When her career took off the way it did, and she knew that her foundation in the business has been built, Kenzie went about things the smart way. She maintained legal counsel from the beginning and made sure that Josh would have zero access to anything she didn't want him to know about, mostly financial. Her lawyer, who unbeknownst to Kenzie at the time, would become one of her best female friends, advised her along the way and kept her protected. She wasn't worried about anything that he would try to do. Although it was costing her out the ass to obtain Amanda, her reputation and experience, and proven ability, were well worth it.

Now that she had caught Josh red-handed in his affair, she had every intention of having him followed. Kenzie was going to call Amanda later in the day and meet with her to make arrangements for a PI and investigative journalist to pry and find out more about any others he slept with. She understood Ryan's concern about the adultery, but if anyone was going to carry the blame for it in her divorce, it would be Josh. That much, she was certain of, and Ryan would be too..very soon.

She watched as he stood, seemingly frustrated with himself, and what was happening. A thousand butterflies had fluttered when he had slipped his fingers into hers, and right now, she didn't want it to stop. Her eyes met his as he began talking about "hiring" her as one of his models, and the idea actually appealed to her. It could definitely work to their advantage. Ryan had just made it blatantly clear that he was fighting the urge to devour her right there on the bed..but she wasn't so sure her willpower was as strong.

"Ryan...I love..that your so concerned about what's happening with me, it really means..so much. I do have a lawyer though, and she is amazing at what she does. I have all the faith in her ability, and in her. She has turned out to be..one of my best friends in life."

Kenzie stood from the bed and closed the small distance between them, her hands finding his, fingers interlacing as she smiled warmly.

"Please trust me when I tell you that there is nothing he could do to hurt me. Josh has always, and will always think with his dick. If it wasn't for me, he probably wouldn't have even graduated college. Definitely would have lost his presidency status at the frat house. As far as I'm concerned, he no longer exists to me, and is well on his way to bring just what he was when I found him. Nothing. All those years ago...we were kids. You were scared..and I was wrong, for turning my back on you that way. I should have never done that. It cost me too much time without the best friend I'd ever had. I'm sorry."

She leaned in and kissed him then, firmly, directly. Passionately. Just as quickly, she pulled back and released his hands, grabbing him by the belt and turning him around, back towards the bed. Her fingers worked over his jeans as she spoke, and pushed him back down to a sitting position. "I do like the idea of us working together though..I mean, me as one of your models. I don't need a contract..I trust you. I agree with you too..about us waiting..I think it's a good idea. But, I do feel somewhat indebted to you though, for today. You helped me..more than you even realize, and I really would like to thank you for that. I want to show you my gratitude..I won't take no for an answer this time Ryan.."

With his jeans now undone, she didn't give him a chance for rebuttal as her fingers expertly found the rock solid pole beneath his boxers and wrapped themselves around it. Kenzie groaned inwardly, and exhaled slowly, heavily, as she gripped the warm flesh. The space between her thighs ached fiercely as her nipples hardened. Her thumb grazed along the side of his cock slowly, making it's way over the swollen head. She teased his slit briefly, milking the spurt of pre-cum..working it into his shaft as she continued to stroke him. "Lay back..close your eyes, relax. Let me take care of you right now.." Her eyes found his again, and she smiled coyly..teasingly. Wickedly. The desire for a loophole fulfilled.
 
When she kissed him, he could feel his resolve crumbling. It wasn't just that her husband might be able to use it. If he did this, he'd be 'the other man,' an adulterer. Yes, Kenzie's marriage was crumbling because her husband was a cheater. But what did that matter? It wasn't like there were kids involved. He still had some feelings about it, but they started to seem a little distant when she began unbuckling his belt.

I want to show you my gratitude..I won't take no for an answer this time Ryan.

"But Kenz, what about..."

What about what? This was Kenzie. He'd had repeated fantasies like this even after years apart. And here she was, reaching into his pants and taking his already stiff cock out. And he thought he'd turn her down or at least try to slow things down? She'd done nothing wrong. He'd done nothing wrong.

Then her hands were on him, and it didn't matter. The last of his doubts faded as her fingers traced along his shaft. He did as he was told. He laid back, closed his eyes, relaxed, and let Kenzie take care of him right now.

And, as far as he could tell, this was just going to be a hand job or blow job, right?
 
There was nothing she wanted to do more than give into her own urges. It would have been so easy..Ryan was putty in her hands. But he was right..the more they acted on the things they wanted right now, the more of a target she would become. Although she wasn't worried about her husband, Kenzie did have enough sense about her to keep her carer and reputation in mind. It would be hard enough to keep a divorce quiet..if she were to have an affair also...it would be impossible. Kenzi didn't want to hurt herself..and she definitely didn't want to hurt Ryan.

She smiled as he lay back, keeping the slow, firm rhythm inside his boxers. He was so hard..and warm. Krnzie could feel the pulse in his cock as she freed his member. A small gasp escaped as her as his full length came into view. He had been right about one thing, he was absolutely not a kid anymore. And neither was she. Kenzie licked her lips and moaned softly as she moved closer and lowered her head into his lap. Her hand remained around his base as she teasingly began to kiss and lick his flesh, tongue trailing over the swollen head.

Kenzie glanced upward, watching her friend..he claimed to want her, to struggle against the feelings he had and the things he wanted to do to her. She wanted to see his reaction when he finally felt the warmth of her mouth covering him. To see the look on his face as his fingers curled through her hair. Slowly, she did just that..sucking him gently into her mouth, her lips gliding over his hot flesh. Ryan was thick, and she could feel her mouth stretching slightly to accomodate his girth. Kenzie loved it. Her eyes remained on the body on the bed as she swallowed his length.

Her free hand found his heavy, no doubt aching balls, and began caressing them gently. The other moved in rhythm with her mouth, twisting in motion on each downward stroke as she sucked his cock. Her tongue lay flat against the underside of his member, and lapped at the sensitive glans just beneath the mushroom head. She groaned as her own sex throbbed between her thighs. No question that her panties were wet. Kenzie let her hand slip away from the base of his shaft and she deepthroated once, twice..a third time. For just a few seconds, she held it, keeping the head of his cock lodged in her throat before releasing. Her head bobbed quickly and with intention, sucking him firmly as her fingers continued to massage and caress his ballsac.
 
Ryan couldn't suppress a grin when he heard Kenzie gasp. Propped up on a pillow, he looked down as she began to tease him with her lips and tongue. Ryan had wanted to watch her take his cock into mouth, but once she had the head halfway past her lips, his eyes shut, and his back and neck arched so that even if he had them open, he'd be staring at the ceiling. This was better than his fantasies. This was real, and she was soft and warm and wet. And far more skilled than he'd anticipated.

As she continued to draw him in, a hand went into her hair. It felt so soft.

"Oh, Jesus." He could feel her running her tongue up along him. He was seriously wondering why he'd waited this long.

When she let out a groan, he felt it reverberate through his body, "Oh, Kenzie. Oh, fuck. I— I— You're amazing."

When she began drawing his cock into her throat, he moaned loudly, but when she held it, he started making a slightly unintelligible sound that may have been an extended fuck, but his voice kept catching.

He didn't have the presence of mind anymore to regret not saying anything to her sooner, even though, in retrospect, he would start kicking himself soon enough. He wasn't sure if it had been her intent, or she was just always this good, but it was the best blowjob he'd ever had. And then she went for broke. She wasn't going to stop until...

"Kenz. You keep that up, I'm gonna come very soon. So—oh, fuck—do what—" He had three short breaths, and then he couldn't breathe anymore as his orgasm hit. His body tensed. He only had enough forethought to get his hands out of her hair before his fist clenched.
 
She relished the sounds coming from him, his words of praise stroking her sexual ego. Learning to control her gag reflex had not been an easy feat, and she flexed it religiously during oral, for both her and her partners pleasure. She moaned softly when his concentration broke and keot her rhythm even after she felt the first spurt of his warm load on her tongue. His breath caught as his fingers slipped away from her hair, and she felt a tiny pang of disappointment, but focused more on pushing his orgasm for as long as she could.

Kenzie slowly let her fingers slip away from his scrotum and wrapped them gently around the base of his shaft. Her motions finally slowed and she began to gingerly stroke his cock, hand and mouth milking together for every drop she could get. Without hesitation, the mouthful she had went down as she raised her head to glance up at him. Just as quickly, she took the head back into her mouth, sucking and licking it teasingly, allowing her lips to graze just and inch or so below that, continuing to stroke him slowly.
 
Ryan let out one final long groan as she stroked and milked him slowly. He wanted to sit up, to tell her she was fantastic, to kiss her, to throw her to the bed and fuck her senseless. But his mind was still awash in too many endorphins, and it wasn't like she was running away at the moment. His body jerked likely when she took the head into her mouth again. But this was close to crossing a line for him.

Finally, he said, "If you keep that up, you're going to get me all hot and bothered again." He sat up and gently nudged her away so he could stand and put himself back together. "And then I might make poor decisions."

He kissed her and then said, "As much as I obviously appreciated that, you don't have to 'repay me.' Especially when," he ran his hands down her arms and on top her hips, "I'm not supposed to be able to return the favor. At least for a little while longer."

"That was probably about as far as I can go, and probably can't do that again. I know your marriage is almost... not, but I just have a personal rule of not sleeping with married women. It's just... a thing. But let's get you to sign the contract, and we can have fun in other ways. And the contract isn't just about trusting me. It's about recording an," he coughed, "entirely professional relationship. And I couldn't use any of the photos for anything if you didn't sign. Don't worry. You get final veto on if the photo ever leaves my hard drive, okay?"

"You liked your session and we could be as adventurous or tame as you'd like. And we can figure out how to navigate this until you're no longer married."
 
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