"Baby . . . these are looking really good. I think you will feel OK about them. Now, I want you to go just as far as you feel comfortable in a revealing pose . . . it's all up to you . . ."
"And you promise that you will let me see them all before?" I ask nervously, I could tell that you wanted some more revealing shots of me, and I might as well give it one try.
My cheeks tainted a light shade of pink, as I turn fully towards the camera, my hands clasped behind my back, pushing my chest forward, as I look at you. "How is this looking?" I question.
"Gorgeous , honey, absolutely gorgeous . . . I'll take just a couple of shots, and yes, you can see them . . ." Just the view I am seeing is enough to start getting me aroused . . . not sure that Annie is aware of the effect she is having on me . . .
I smile over at you, a real genuine one, so I knew that there would be at least one picture where I wasn't blushing or looking uncomfortable, as I doubt they would help me get work.
After the next few flashes, I reach over grabbing my shirt from the side. "Is it okay to put this back on?" Hannah asks, as she was getting kinda cold, but wanted to make sure that they were done with the shoot.
"Sure, go ahead and get dressed. Come on inside and you can take a look at the pictures we took today . . . the ones you are OK with I will get developed tonight."
I nod, pretty relieved about it all, I pull my shirt on following your retreating form back into the house. I find myself having to walk twice as fast as normal too keep up with you.
"Do you think that I need a topless photo in my portfolio?" I ask as we begin to look through the pictures. "Because all though I don't like that idea.. you do know what they are looking for"
"We will hold back on that for now . . . but it will always be on the camera disk if we decide we need it . . . I'll just get the others developed tonight . . ." As we stand there looking at the pics on the disk, I wrap my arm around your shoulders and pull you close . . "What do you think of our work so far, Annie?"
I look down at the pictures. "I'm not sure that I like them" I say without thinking, then suddenly I realise what I am implying. "I don't mean it like that you take some amazing pictures.. It's just that" I sigh lightly as I look down at another one. "I don't know.. they all look so forced" i say, refering to the ones that I was uncomfortable with, it was plainly written all over my face.
I lean in further against you, enjoying the comfort. "Maybe I just don't have what it takes..."
"Annie . . . this is all new to you . . . but you are willing to take some chances . . . don't give up yet . . . get a good night's sleep and come over when you are ready tomorrow . . . OK?"
Before I let you go, I lean over and kiss you on the top of the head . . .
"Okay" Hannah says softly as she leans in towards him, wrapping her arms around his strong waist as she hugs him softly, for the first time, she is the one initiating the contacting. "I'll see you tommorrow" Hannah says softly, before turning and quickly leaving his house, heading back to her own, she goes straight up to her room, laying back on the bed as she thinks over what they have done today.
Sitting back and reviewing the photos again . . including the ones form the first day when you did not realize I had gotten a couple of shots of your naked tits . . . the ones today were very nice . . . but you let me take those . . . the ones you didn't know I got, well those are 'special'.
Watching you bounce across the yards to your house . . . would love to be up in your room . . . trying to figure out just what you are thinking about all this . . .wondering if any of this is having an effect on your little virgin body . . . pretty sure that is the case . .
...and the worst thing about all this? It seemed to be having some strange effect on my body, I mean I find myself getting a little bit excited at the prospect of showing off my body; only a little, mostly nervous still. And as much as i hate to admit when I see him looking at me that way, a strange tingling feeling runs through my body and I actually find myself getting a little wet. something that just doesn't happen to me.
But it is wrong.. these feelings that are stirring up inside of me are wrong and I need to push them back down, especially when he is only trying to take some photos for me.. perhaps I should go talk to him about it?
I think it is time to 'push' a little harder again . . looking at the bikini you brought over the first day, which I haven't had you wear for any pictures yet . . . gives me an idea. After stopping by the lab and getting the day's photos developed, I head out to one of the local clothing stores and purchase a nice thong bikini set that you will look stunning in tomorrow . . .
You seem so damn innocent; I don't even think you are aware of what you are doing to me . . .
I lay in my bed for a while, occasionly glancing over at the clock, it was already nine pm, too early to go to sleep, but I was sick of staying in the house alone, perhaps I could convince him to take some more pictures, while the sun was setting or something.. okay it wasn't a good excuse but i always hated being on my own.
Standing slowly, I head downstairs, crossing the garden until I reach is house, I knock on the door softly, seriously thinking about turning around and going back home, I wasn't sure how he would react.
Just walking in the back door from running me errands, I hear someone at the front door. I am tempted to ignore them, but then give in to the tempation to see how it is. Flipping on the front porch light and opening the door . . . "Hannah, what are you doing here at this hour? Come in, sweetie, what can I do for you?"
I smile as you open the door, slipping in past you into the comfort of the warm house. "I erm.." I struggle to come up with something to say. "I don't really like being on my own.. I was hoping that we could take some more photo's... or just talk" I ask, closing the door behind me as I look up at you, nervously awaiting an answer.
"Sure . . . why don't we do something a little different? Since I'm always behind the camera telling you what to do and how to pose, let's change places for a while tonight. I'll show you how to focus the camera and you can take some pictures of me . . . that way you will understand a little better what my role is as the photographer. If that sounds like fun, then you get to tell me what to do . . . what to wear, where to stand or sit or lie down, and what kind of pose to assume . . ."
"But I won't be very good at that" I say quietly, "I would probably end up dropping your camera or something" I add, with a small frown, but with that in mind it could be fun to change roles; to boss you around for once.. and perhaps make you as uncomfortable as i had been.. but if I asked you to take your clothes of that would only make me feel more uncomfortable, so not sure that it would work.
"Come on, Hanna give it a try . . . I'll put the camera on a tripod, that way you will only have to look thru the lens and take the picture. Now where do you want me and what do I need to wear . .. what I have on . . . just my shorts and no shirt . . . you want me to go put on my swmimming trunks (I have a speedo) . . . I really think this will help you when we start in again in the morning . . ."
"By the way, how come you were alone at home; where are your parents?"
I sigh lightly as I look up at you "There on vacation" I say dismissively, "they won't be back for a couple of weeks." I add, it was why I came over here in the first place.
I hesitate a little bit as I try and decide whether to do it or not "okay, and yeah you go put your swimming trunks on, and if you could set the camera up, we can get started" I tell you softly.
I can see you are a bit uncomfortable, but still you seem to enjoy being in control . . . I head off to my bedroom to put on my swim trunks. And walk back out into the living room in a bright orange speedo . . . not at all what you expected; and as much as you don't want to, I see your eyes focus momentarily on what is covered . . . well it is covered, but the outline of my cock is very visible.
"OK, photographer, let's go . . . out on the deck, or in the back yard?" Picking up the camera and leading the way, I know that you are watching every muscle in my ass as I walk . . . leaning over to spread out the legs of the tripod, my suit is even tighter across my ass . . . right there in front of you . . . and knowing that you are there is making me even more aroused . . . can't wait till you start focusing the camera . . .