Watching Stephanie

[Gareman]

"You're doing fine, Steph," I reassured, releasing her reluctantly. "Karen and I both think you'll work out wonderfully."

I knew that there was much more to her nervousness than just a desire to please, but I didn't want to press the issue just yet.

Taking her by the hand, I led her to a small stool and instructed her to sit while I prepared the room. Moving to the windows, I pulled the shades and then selected a black background positioning it behind her. Stephanie watched, trying to act calm, but I could tell that she still was uneasy about the whole scene.

"You know honey," I offered. "I have some clients that are always looking for young women like yourself for modeling assignments. If these photos turn out as well as I think they will, we could start building you a portfolio and maybe you could earn a little extra cash."

I moved my lights into position and placed a soft black blanket on the floor...finally standing back to study the setup.

"Okay...I think that will do," I said moving over to my young neighbor again. "Why don't we do some standing shots first and we'll go from there."

At first she seemed stiff and awkward as I allowed her to pose in several standard shots. But then I took charge.

"Alright...let's try something different," I began. "This is the stuff that advertisers eat up."

I moved over to Stephanie and instructed her to sit down...knees bent...feet flat on the floor. I slipped her shoes off and slid her skirt slighly up her thighs...touching her skin slighty in the process.

Standing back, I studied the pose for a minute and then took a few more photos. God...she looked great!

"Okay...now for the money shots."

Kneeling down before my sweet young model, I reached out and unbuttoned two buttons on her blouse, spreading the material to expose some of her cleavage. I saw her mouth open...wanting to object...but I made eye contact and she decided to comply.

Again stepping back to study the composition, I finally returned to the camera and began shooting.

"That's it Steph," I encouraged. "Now give me a "bad girl" look..."

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Stephanie

Hard as I tried to smile and be calm, inside I was shaking like a leaf. The first few pictures were okay, pretty much how I usually had my pictured taken. But then as soon as he had me sit on the floor, pushing up my skirt a bit and I felt the warmth of his hands on my thighs, that uncomfortable jittery feeling came over me again.

I smiled, listening to what he was telling me to do, but I couldn't help feeling strange with my skirt hiked up almost enough to show me panties. In fact I wasn't even sure by the smile on his face, if perhaps he was seeing them. He's a professional photographer, he's just doing what will make the picture look the best I kept telling myself.

When he unbuttoned several buttons on my shirt, I looked up at him ready to stop him, but he seemed so nice and just doing his job wanting me to look good. Although, I was beginning to feel that something about this wasn't exactly right, even though I didn't question him.

"A bad girl look?" I asked him very unsure of what he mean't and gave him several different expressions.

Finally I thought about the dreams I had been having and how I had looked at him in the dream. Keeping my thoughts on
them, rather embarrassed and glad he didn't know what I was thinking, I gave him some of those looks. The more I did and saw that these were more like it, I really felt awkward and uncomfortable, but tried to just do as I was told. Especially since Karen and he both thought this was something good for me.

 

[Gareman]

Stephanie's first attempts at looking like a bad girl were humorous and I really had to prevent myself from laughing. But then something happened, almost as if a switch had been thrown, and she had it.

"There you go Steph," I encouraged snapping several photos. "Now you've got it."

I approached her again, taking the camera from the tripod. Running my fingers through her hair, I messed it up, adding to the new image I was developing.

"Okay, now I need you to kneel right here," I pointed to a spot directly in front of me. She hesitated and then slowly obeyed.
Reaching down, I unbuttoned two more buttons and opened her blouse wide. This time she balked, raising her hands to close her shirt, but I stopped her.

"Steph...you were outside in that skimpy bikini the other day," I said gently pushing her hands away. "Don't be so modest, this is nothing."

She smiled weakly, dropping her hands to her sides and complying with my request. Having obviously made my point, I knelt before her, pulling her blouse out of her skirt and unbuttoning it all the way. Positioning the material exactly as I wanted it, I grazed her bra-covered nipples...she quivered at the touch of my hands.

Standing up again, I pointed the camera down and began shooting.

"That's perfect," I said softly, almost whispering. "Okay...now look up at me and give me that look again."

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Stephanie

As soon as he messed up my hair and then had me kneel in front of him, I felt rather strange. Especially when I looked straight ahead and noticed I was staring directly at his crotch. I felt really awkward in this position and more so when he started unbuttoning my blouse.

Why did he have to take pictures of me with my shirt open and bra exposed? I listened to his explanation, and dropped my hands, but I really wasn’t all to sure about this. When his fingers brushed against my nipples I felt a warm rush and quivered a bit and actually felt my nipples harden and poke thru my bra just a little.

I looked up at him, and tried giving him that look again that he had liked, a slow grin, playful smile, teasing one as he snapped the pictures. The entire time I felt myself trembling inside, knowing he was looking at me like this along with taking the pictures. I felt very self conscious about the kind of pictures he was doing and also about the way he touched me. I had to keep telling myself he was just taking pictures, the touching was all part of it but that didn’t stop the butterflies in my belly as I smiled at him with my shirt open.

 

[Gareman]

Taking a few final shots, I praised her for her work.

"I think we've got a good start here," I said enthusiatically. "You were great! Are you sure you've never modeled before?"

I moved away, watching her hurriedly buttoning her blouse and slip her shoes back on. She seemed relieved and I knew that I had cut off the session at just the right moment.

"Why don't you go home and get some rest," I offered. "Stop by my house about 8:30 and remember to dress professionally."

Stephanie nodded and hurried from the room.

"Hey Steph!" I called following her down the hallway. "Don't forget this."

I handed her a check for her first week of work. When she saw the amount, her nervousness faded and was replaced by a big smile.

"That's just the beginning, honey," I said, winking, "If I get you a modeling job you'll make real money."

She nodded excitedly and was about to say something, but I pressed my finger to her lips.

"No need to thank me," I stopped her. "Just trust me and let me help you.... Now go home and enjoy your evening. Tomorrow's gonna be a very busy day."

After she left, I quickly began developing the photos, eager to see what I had captured on film. My heart pounded with excitement as I watched the images form before me. I knew that despite her misgivings, she would be a very obedient young lady and do as I wish. I could hardly wait for the morning...

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Stephanie

I was so relieved to be able to button up my blouse, having felt so uncomfortable like that in front of Mr. Tanner. I knew he was trying to help me even start a career for me, but these strange feelings I had especially when he had touched me really made me uneasy.

When I saw the amount of the check, my eyes flashed wide, I couldn’t believe it was so much for such easy work. God all the things I could buy or do with this and the thought of more when he got me a modeling job. I wanted to jump for joy and throw my arms around him to thank him, but he stopped me already seeing how excited I was.

It felt like I was dreaming as I went home, constantly I kept looking at the amount on the check. My first and very own, god this was so neat, and I hardly had done anything. I knew for sure now that I wanted very much to do better at my job so I could keep it and I couldn’t wait until my parents saw how well I was doing making them proud of me.

That night I fell asleep still smiling and feeling good, forgetting about the discomfort that I had felt during the pictures.

Standing, I was smiling, the lights flashing, posing, turning around, laughing and giggling…hands now unbuttoning my blouse, encouraging words whispered as my blouse was slipped off…hands cupping and gently squeezing my bra covered breasts…I let out a moan arching to the hands…fingers running underneath the straps pushing them down and off my arms…encouraging words, reassuring words, my lacy bra now off, I shiver unsure, fingers touching my flesh, rolling and teasing my pert nipples…I moan the feeling so arousing…more words of approval, touching, flashes of light, smiling for the camera…

Looking down as he stoops in front of me, tugging my skirt down, taking it off, words telling me to play with my breasts as he did….everything tingling, exciting, arousing…my skirt off, his fingers inside the waistband of my panties, slowly pulling them down…I tremble, excited, scared, unsure…reassuring words, encouraging words, words of approval as he slips my panties off…I hear him groan….his breath warm against my downy mound…his hand spreading my legs, a finger teasing up my wet slit, yes like that Steph, just like that, I hear him say, as his fingers tease me….

I wake up with a jolt, my body trembling with my hand inside my panties rubbing my wet pussy and god it feels good. I keeping rubbing so aroused by the dream and feeling in need of something to help this hot sensation between my legs. The more I rub, the wetter and more excited I keep getting, my hips rock against my fingers and I slip them inside of my pussy, letting out a loud moan when my body shakes uncontrollably and my pussy gushes with wetness.

I lay there panting, feeling good yet feeling ashamed at the same time, how could I do that and why am I dreaming about him, my boss, like this. God what is happening to me, never had I felt such a thing before or had dreams like this before.

After going back and forth trying to figure out what was going on inside me, I finally let it go, just trying to tell myself I wouldn’t do it again. No more dreaming like that, no more touching like that, if my parents knew, oh god they would be horrified. I finally got up, took a shower and put on white lacy bra and panties, a white blouse and yellow skirt with matching sandals. I pinned my hair up, sprayed with some perfume and looked in the mirror to make sure I looked professional for the wedding.

As I walked over to Mr. Tanner’s house on time, I felt a lump in my throat and my belly tied in knots. Not only was I nervous about doing a good job for him today, but after what I had dreamt and done, god I hoped I could remain calm in front of him. I took several deep breaths as I knocked on the door, reminding myself to think work, nothing else.

 

[Gareman]

I spent the evening developing and printing the photos of Stephanie. I chuckled at the early awkward shots, her nervousness and inexperience so obvious. And then I began working with some of the better poses.

Enlarging some of the best images, I began assembling them...hoping to have time to show her before the wedding the next day. My heart pounded heavily in my chest as I began working with some of the last photos. Her sweet innocent blue eyes looking up at me with her blouse open....mmmm...what a perfect sight.

Finishing the final shots, I began placing each photo into a thick album...something special for my young friend...maybe an incentive to continue the modeling sessions...

Finally, exhausted from traveling, I decided it would be best to head home and get some sleep. I drove, mind reviewing the photo shoot...wondering how much farther she would be willing to go. Entering my driveway, I noticed her bedroom light on, but decided to play it cool and just hit the hay...tomorrow would be another day.

Morning came quickly and I found myself awake at 6:00AM, unable to think of anything but my young neighbor. I knew that the wedding would provide a nice opportunity to read her better and possibly try to convince her of her modeling potential. Grabbing a shower and eating a light breakfast, I hardly noticed the time as I put on my suit and finished getting ready.

"Knock...Knock...Knock..."

I moved to the door and opened it.

There stood my assistant, looking beautiful as ever.

"I've just gotta grab my suitcoat and we're gone," I offered. Leaving the door open as I went to retrieve me coat.

"There we go," I continued, as I escourted her out the door and closed it behind us. "I think we're all set."

The drive to the studio went quickly, although Stephanie seemed more shy than ever. At every opportunity, I tried making small talk, but nothing seemed to be relaxing her. Finally, I pulled into the parking lot and moved around to open her door.

"I've got a surprise for you," I said enthusiastically. "Come on inside."

Stephanie followed me inside and I led her into my office. Taking out the large photo album, I motioned for her to open it and stood next to her. Her small hands reached out and flipped it open, her eyes widening at the sight of herself in the first photo.

"Steph," I said softly, placing my arm around her as she scans the rest of the pictures. "You're a natural...and I know I can get you some modeling assignments."

Her hands tremble as she begins looking at the final few photos of her kneeling before me.

"These are professional grade images," I encourage. "I've worked with models that could never pull this look off."

I look at her face and notice a deep red blush spreading...

"Think about it Steph...you could make a ton of money."

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Stephanie

I couldn’t figure out what kind of surprise he had, and being back at the office with him, I was already starting to feel nervous. When he opened the album and I saw my pictures, at first I was more than stunned, seeing that the pictures actually did look good like he said.

As I got to the last of the pictures, seeing me kneeling before him, my blouse open, my bra exposed, I began to get extremely nervous. Flashes of the dreams I had been having and now seeing these pictures, I felt a rush of emotions, immediately causing me to turn a dark shade of red.

Listening to him tell me about other models not pulling off this look and then all the money I could make with it seemed exciting, yet, God, was that really me in the picture? I kept staring at the pictures and couldn’t believe how I could look so naughty and yet seemed to be enjoying it so much too. As nervous as I had felt doing that, I was really surprised that hadn’t shown thru.

“You take really good pictures, Mr. Tanner, You really think I would be a good model and make lots of money?” I said with a lump in my throat, really not sure how to answer him. The idea of modeling did sound exciting, but every time I glanced back at the pictures, I felt strange, shy, awkward and even wondered if he meant modeling more like these last pictures or the others. I also noticed while I kept looking at the pictures, his grip around my shoulders was firmer, and I could feel his warmth radiating from his body.

 

[Gareman]

Her words, spoken so innocently, made me feel completely in control. I knew that there was more than the lure of good money behind her question. I saw the look in her eyes when she saw herself kneeling in the more explicit photos. There was definitely a part of her that enjoyed the experience, despite her uneasiness...or maybe because of her uneasiness.

"You could be a wonderful model," I said, rubbing her shoulder gently. "Let me show you another young lady I helped and you'll see that she is nowhere near as pretty as you are."

I turned and walked to a shelf filled with photo albums. Grabbing one from the top, I returned to my desk and began flipping through the pages.

"As you can see," I said pointing to a few photos at the beginning of the book. "Kellie was also very nervous at first."

Moving farther into the album, some of the pages contained photos of my model in similar poses to those I had Stephanie in. And then I flipped to some of Kellie topless and eventually nude.

"But once she learned to relax and trust me," I continued. "I got her modeling assignments galore...and she ended up paying her own way through law school."

I left the book open to the naked photos and placed my hand under Stephanie's chin, raising her head to make eye contact.

"And to be honest," I said convincingly. "I can see so much more potential in you."

My young neighbor swallowed hard and tried her best to seem calm, but I sensed her discomfort.

"You know Steph," I forced. "We have some time before the wedding to add to your portfolio."

I released her chin and began preparing a camera.

"Why don't you just sit down on the couch and let me snap a few."

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Stephanie

As I looked at the pictures, I could see how the girl was nervous like myself having her picture taken, but when he soon showed me the topless and then eventually naked, I was speechless. Not only seeing another woman naked like that, but that she had gone through the same settings as I did ending it like this made me extremely nervous and uncomfortable. And the fact that I felt his hand firmer on my shoulder looking at these pictures with me had me blushing with embarrassment even more.

Even though he asked me about taking more pictures, it seemed more like a statement, especially when he started getting his camera ready before I sat down. I felt myself trembling already, yet I wasn’t sure what exactly was making me so nervous because he seemed quite at ease. And why shouldn’t he be, he was a professional and he was doing his job. I should even be thankful that he wanted to even help me.

But those naked pics, I couldn’t see myself doing that, was that what he intended, I wondered. And then my dream flashed again, and I felt even more nervous, confused. I did my best, pushing those thoughts from my head and looked away, moving to go sit on the couch. I leaned back, crossing my legs and adjusted my skirt, pulling it down a bit and smiled weakly at him when he turned around.

“How’s this Mr. Tanner?” I asked, trying to hide the nervousness I felt.

 

[Gareman]

I shook my head and smiled and snapping a few shots to give Stephanie a chance to get comfortable in front of the camera again. The first couple she appeared very tense, but then I started noticing a very subtle change. It was almost as if the camera was slowly mesmerizing her...transforming my innocent young employee into something her parents would surely never recognize.

"That's it Steph," I encouraged, as she slipped her sandals off and reclined back on the large sofa.

Her poses, though not professional, began to feel much more sensual and her gaze seemed faraway. I walked over and turned her sideways on the couch, having her wrap her arms around her knees and look over her shoulder at me. The soft fabric of her skirt slid down her smooth thighs, allowing a great view of her legs.

"Beautiful...." I said convincingly. "Just beautiful...."

Walking over I unbuttoned her blouse about halfway. Parting the soft material, I bared her near shoulder and again took my place behind the camera.

"Okay sweetheart, now give me that fabulous "Bad Girl" look again."

This time, without hesitation, she gave me the look I wanted and I snapped several more shots, changing lenses and lighting between pictures.

"Alright...I think we're ready for something different," I said as nonchalantly as possible.

"I want you to go behind the screen, over there and take your bra off." I continued, loading my camera again. "Then put your blouse back on and let's get down to business."

I saw her hesitate on the way over to the changing screen in the corner. She stopped and attempted to speak, but then gave up and did as she was told.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Stephanie

After he had shot the first couple pictures, I actually was enjoying having my picture taken, especially with Mr. Tanner being so nice and friendly, encouraging me all the time. Seeing as there was no harm and I figured why not have a little fun with it a bit, which seeing me relax and loosening up, it was obvious he liked this as well.

This time when I gave him that bad girl look, I almost giggled like an excited child, feeling rather giddy and playful and wanting to please Mr. Tanner so he could take some good pictures. It seemed the more relaxed and playful I got, this made him happier and apparently what he was looking for, encouraging me even more.

As soon as he told me to change and take my bra off, I could feel the blood rushing to my face and throughout my body. Even though I got up, it was like I was doing it without thinking, all I kept hearing was take your bra off, over and over. My mood suddenly went back to nervous, uncomfortable and this really wasn’t what I wanted to do. I was about to tell him that, but when I looked at him, busy getting ready to take more pictures as if this was nothing, I reluctantly changed my mind and went behind the screen.

My fingers trembled as I took off my blouse, then slipped my bra off and put my blouse back on, I buttoned all but the top button. The first thing I noticed was my pert little nipples pressing against the material of my bra as the cool air hit it. I blushed a bit, but was glad it wasn't all that obvious thru the material of my blouse.

I walked back out where he was getting ready to take more pictures with my hands crossed covering my breasts and my not looking directly at him. As much as I tried to convince myself this was all part of modeling, I felt a growing anxiety building.

"Should I sit back on the couch?" I asked nervously, unable to meet his gaze.

 

[Gareman]

"Oh, I'm sorry hun," I said casually, as if my delay in responding was somehow related to my feigned deep concentration. "Yes, the couch will be fine."

Her arms hugged her breasts tightly, uncomfortable with the situation, but still not willing to protest. I instructed her to lie on her side with one arm bent propping up her head...the other on her hip.

Stepping back, I studied the pose.

"Okay, that will be fine....now just unbutton the top four buttons and we'll be set."

Her face turned beet red and she hesitated...

I began thinking I'd pushed her too far too quickly...why hadn't I been more patient?

My eyes locked onto hers as the silent pause stretched way past the point of being comfortable. I knew I had to somehow find an angle...something to make this all okay with her.

"I understand that you're new to this honey," I said empathetically. "Maybe I'm expecting more from you than you're ready for."

I smiled and lowered the camera.

"I wanted to surprise you, but I guess I'll just have to tell you."

I walked over and squatted beside the couch.

"I showed a client some of your photos and he was considering hiring you for a shoot. He just wanted to see a more comprehensive portfolio before he made up his mind."

I reached out and touched her arm in a very "fatherly" gesture.

"If you're not comfortable, I'll tell him to look for someone else," standing up, I walked away. "It's no big deal...really."

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Stephanie

I felt a knot tighten in my belly as soon as he mentioned unbuttoning my blouse and my hand immediately came up keeping my blouse closed. I looked away from his gaze, sure he could see the red covering my face just at the thought of undoing some buttons.

I flinched a bit when he squatted beside the couch, my lips trembling a bit while I listened to him tell me about his surprise. God, he had already been working on helping me and here I was acting like some silly baby just because he wanted me to open a few buttons. It wasn’t as if he was telling me to take my blouse off or anything, and maybe I’d get the job.

Feeling the warmth of his touch on my arm, so like my father did when he was comforting me, not wanting to make me unhappy, I looked up at him as he walked away. He was being so nice about it and here I was being silly and I felt like I was letting him down big time. Seeing how much he was really trying to help me, I wanted more than anything to show my appreciation and please him. With shaking fingers, I undid the buttons he had asked me to, letting my blouse open just a little to see down the middle to my belly, without seeing my breasts.

“I guess a few buttons open is okay, Mr. Tanner. I really appreciate you trying to help me out like this.” I said, but as much as I tried not to be nervous, I was pretty sure he heard it in my voice.

 

[Gareman]

Her voice trembled as she conceded...

Small hands shaking slightly...

Unbuttoning her blouse...

The material parting...

"That's my girl," I encouraged. "Now just relax."

I snapped a few photos, moving around to get several different angles.

"Beautiful..." I said softly. "You look fantastic!"

I approached her again, squatting down before her.

"Okay now sweetheart," I said in my most "fatherly" voice. "I want you to close your eyes and take a nice deep breath."

Her deep blue eyes looked up at me, her mouth forming words that she couldn't speak.

"Trust me Steph," I whispered, my hand reassuringly stroking her hair. "Your parents will never see these pictures. They'll be our little secret."

Finally, she smiled weakly and closed her eyes, taking a deep breath and slowly exhaling.

"That's my good girl," I said soothingly, my hands unbuttoning her blouse all the way...opening the front wide...exposing her firm young breasts.

I leaned forward and kissed her forehead.

"Just relax and think of all the money you'll make this summer," I said rising. "Your parents won't have to go into debt to send you to college."

I stepped back and began taking pictures, Stephanies eyes still glued shut, afraid to open them...

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Stephanie

My eyes were shut tight and I could feel my lips trembling as he unbuttoned my blouse the rest of the way. I felt a slight shiver when his fingers barely brushed along the curves of my firm perky breasts as he exposed them. God, why wasn’t I stopping him, covering up, getting the heck out of here? Then other thoughts, making money, secret from parents, it would be helping them, back and forth it seemed like my head was swirling.

I heard the flashes of the camera, and it was like I couldn’t move or even open my eyes to look at him. Yet I could visualize him looking at me like this, taking the pictures, almost see the smile on his face, or was that a smile. Again a chill seemed to run down my spine, flashes of my dreams, his smile, the way he looked at me, the butterflies and tingles that seemed to start in my belly and warm between my thighs.

Oh God, I clenched my fingers a bit, actually feeling a bit warm and flushed, especially feeling the air hitting my bare breasts, hardening my nipples. It was just the air causing this, I told myself, nothing else, not the dreams, not the flashes of the camera or thoughts of Mr. Tanner. And then suddenly I was visualizing what this must look like, to him or to the person he wanted me to work for and I felt another slight rush. I instantly tensed, knowing this was so wrong, so naughty, yet I said nothing, not wanting to disappoint Mr. Tanner.

 

[Gareman]

Carefully studying Stephanie as she lay on the couch before me, I slowly snapped some photos. Her reluctant compliance to my wishes made the thought of my ultimate goal seem more amd more possible. My mind filled with sexual fantasies of my young model as she lay trembling only feet away. I wanted so badly to put the camera away and make my move, but knew deep inside it was too soon, so I continued capturing her image on film.

"You're doing great Steph," I reasured. "We've only got a few minutes before we have to leave for the wedding, so let's make these last few winners."

Moving over to the couch, I leaned forward, taking her shoulders in my hands and turning her onto her back. With the touch of my hands, her eyes opened and I saw a strange mixture of emotions that I coudln't quite decipher. Helping her to slide up, I had her lie back on the large couch with her head on the big cushioned arm.

"Alright...now tilt your head back and pretend that you are running your fingers through your hair....eyes closed"

As she reached up, I opened her blouse wide, allowing my hands to graze her hard nipples in the process. Stephanie bit her lower lip and tried to stifle a moan, but I could tell that the sensation affected her very deeply. Almost ready to snap the final few photos, I moved down the couch slightly and pushed her skirt up enough to expose her smooth young thighs and just a little of her panties.

"Okay Steph...this is it..."

I stood up and began working quickly. Snapping as many photos as I could of my sexy young neighbor. Fantasizing about some of the things I'd like to do to that hot sweet body of hers...

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Stephanie

I looked at him, trembling inside as I felt his hands on my shoulders turning me, a combination of fear, anxiety, and yet so aware of the warmth and gentleness of his hands. I moved, leaning my head back into the cushion and raised my hands to my head, combing my fingers thru my hair as he suggested. For a brief second I glanced into his eyes when his hands pushed my blouse away, startling myself that I felt a tinge of excitement as he looked at me. Shocking me even more was when his fingers brushed against my bare breasts causing me to bite my lip, stifling the urge to moan from the sensation just doing that had made me feel.

I could feel the blush again on my face as he started quickly taking the pictures, confused and embarrassed from the mix of emotions that he had stirred in me. Every time I tried pushing those feelings and thoughts from my head, I would hear him tell me to move slightly, or make a certain expression and that touch of excitement fluttered in my belly again. I did my best to look relaxed, comfortable, even the sexy smiles or naughty looks he asked me give for the camera, and from the tone of his voice as he encouraged me had me wondering if he knew the effect this was having on me. God, how embarrassing, he was being so professional, and surely I wasn’t supposed to feel like this and I didn’t want to.

By the time he was done taking pictures, I was extremely anxious to put my bra back on and button my blouse. Thoughts and emotions were running rampant in my mind, letting him see me naked chest, letting him take pictures of me like that, so naughty, along with having him brush his hands on my breasts, almost as if I had wanted him to. What kind of girl does that, feels that?

“Can I go get dressed now, Mr. Tanner?” I asked nervously, not meeting his gaze and once again covering myself with my arms.

 

[Gareman]

Her voice was soft, almost timid as she asked permission to get dressed. I slowly disassembled my camera, carefully packing the expensive equipment for the day ahead, removing the film and locking it in my desk drawer.

Hearing her request, I looked up and smiled warmly.

"Of course you can sweetheart," I said calmly. "Go and get yourself together, we've got a busy day ahead."

I watched my young friend out of the corner of my eye, pretending to be completely nonchalant about the whole episode, but deep inside I was beaming. I couldn't be happier, seeing her almost incapable of saying "no", dispite everything she'd been taught. She buttoned her blouse and went back behind the screen to put her clothing on and my heart pounded heavily in my chest...it was all I could handle, to not take her by the hand and fuck her sweet little brains out.

I finished putting my camera away and began gathering the equipment we would need for the wedding. As I worked I began digesting what had just happened, especially interested in some of the subtle signals my model had given me while being photographed. In our other session, she had been undeniably nervous and uncomfortable. In this session, I noticed small signs that she was almost enjoying herself and maybe...becoming slightly aroused at several points.

Loading the car quickly, I waited for Stephanie to finish and then we left. The first few minutes were very awkward as she seemed embarrassed and possibly ashamed of what had just happened. Debating, in my mind, over the correct course of action, I decided to act completely natural.

"So Steph have you decided on a major yet?" I asked, glancing over and smiling warmly. "Your parents were always so proud of your academic achievements, they never tire of bragging about you."

My strategy worked...jolting my neighbor out of her awkward state and bringing her back into a comfort zone. Throughout the rest of the drive, I slowly lured her out. Cracking jokes and talking about nothing of consequence, I felt her begin to warm up to me and before I knew it, we were having the time of our lives.

At the brides' house, Stephanie helped me get all the women positioned properly...dresses laying just right...etc. She got along fantastically with all the girls and I was surprised at how well she took to the job. I guess our horseplay in the car did the trick because she showed no signs of being upset by the earlier photo shoot.

She also did a great job at the church. Staying out of the way but finding really useful ways of helping me, she made the ceremony a breeze to photograph and I made a point of letting her know how professional she was, on the way to the reception.

She smiled warmly as I praised her work and I felt a bond forming that had never existed before. It was almost like she was feeding off the positive energy I was sending her way. Like a woman dying of thirst...getting that first taste of water, she drank up my words and savored every one of them.

"You know Steph," I said patting her innocently on the knee. "If you keep this up, I'm gonna have to insist that you go to school locally. I'm not gonna want to lose you."

Instead of recoiling at my touch this time...I got the impression that she didn't mind it any more. Feeling a little more confident, I left my hand there and we continued our conversation the rest of the way to the reception hall...

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Stephanie

As nervous and uncomfortable as I had been having him take pictures with my breasts exposed, it wasn’t long before I started to relax and even enjoy the day. The way he was open and friendly while driving, even had me laughing and I completely let go of the nervousness I had previously felt.

While we worked, I found myself beaming with every word of encouragement and praise that he gave me. The more I could tell that I was pleasing him and able to do the job he wanted me to do, the more I was smiling, wanting to continue to show him how well I listened and wanted to learn. I also noticed that even though he did a marvelous job and was professional, the way he talked to everyone was similar to how he did with me, friendly, warm, natural.

I watched him setting up certain shots for pictures, even seeing how his hand brushed against someone now and again and started telling myself how silly I was for acting so nervous each time he had touched me. Of course, every time I thought about having him photograph me with my blouse open, letting him see my naked breasts, I felt a mix of emotions, good and bad and tried hard to not think about that. It was becoming more and more obvious to me that he was just simply a friendly man who although took his work serious, he had fun with it and enjoyed it. I was the one who shouldn’t have been having those thoughts I did, nor the dreams, were thoughts that kept running thru my mind.

I smiled and even giggled a bit, blushing I’m sure when he commented about wanting to keep me and not loosing me to school. When he patted my knee, I was almost half tempted to pat the top of his hand with mine, feeling a new closeness with him, unlike the tension I had felt being around him earlier. I had to admit, I was really starting have a good time working with him and being with him, especially when it seemed that he too was enjoying me there.

As we made our way to the reception hall, for some reason it seemed perfectly normal that he still had his hand on me. Although I got a glance from a guest now and then looking in our direction, Mr. Tanner always seemed to be smiling, which caused me to relax, once again telling myself this was just his nature.

In the hall, music was beginning to play and the bride and groom were getting ready to have their first dance. I followed Mr. Tanner, staying close, although overwhelmed by the happy occasion, the beautiful couple but more so by watching him as he began to take in the room, obviously deciding on what shots to get and where to take them.

 

[Gareman]

Stephanie stayed close by as I surveyed the room and began setting up. I'm sure she was oblivious to the men sneaking glances at her while their wives were looking elsewhere, but I was very aware of them and I smiled to myself. If any of them had any idea what I had done that morning, they would have been more than a little jealous.

"Steph, I'm gonna need you to start gathering the groom's immediate family right after the first dance," I instructed, as I set up my tripod in front of the beautifully decorated fireplace. "We're gonna get the family photos done early before they all get drunk out of their minds."

She giggled softly and nodded, moving into the crowded banquet hall to find the grooms parents and siblings. I stopped and watched her wade into the crowd and approach the bar where some of the guests were already milling about. As she moved forward, I saw an older heavyset gentleman lean in a say something to her. She smiled politely and shook her head, but he obviously wasn't taking no for an answer, as he tried to hand her a drink.

Turning to me, she seemed to be looking for help, but I pretended not to notice and got back to setting up my equipment. The idea of my cute little assistant being hit on by a strange man old enough to be her father excited me and I was more than a little curious at her response. Watching from the corner of my eye, I saw her try to continue moving, but her newfound friend grasped her by the arm and continued talking to her. I could only imagine what kind of line he was using...

Finally, he somehow talked her into taking the drink and I saw him smile an almost evil smile as she attempted to drink the liquor. I could tell that she had never had any kind of alcohol, by the strange looks she made with each sip. After what seemed like forever, she finished the last gulp and somehow broke away, returning with the groom's family a few moments later.

"Thanks Steph," I said working my way to the dance floor for the first dance. "Now keep them busy while I get a few shots of the bride and groom."

I began snapping pictures of the happy couple, but never lost sight of my young neighbor. About half way through the song I noticed that her older friend had found her again and was handing her another drink. Again, she tried to politely refuse, but once again he somehow succeeded in talking her into finishing the entire drink.

Throughout the entire reception I watched the strange cat-and-mouse game taking place between the older man and Stephanie. Several times she tried to motion to me for assistance, but each time I pretended not to notice. At one point, I saw him leaning forward and speaking into her ear. She shook her head and tried to walk away, but I saw his hand grasp her arm and he led her onto the dance floor. ..

"That's it Steph...dance with the nice man," I said to myself. "He means you no harm...he's just being friendly."

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Stephanie

I noticed the man at the bar giving me rather strange glances while I gathered everyone together and when he started talking to me I was friendly and polite as I was with everyone. As soon as he grabbed my arm, not hurting, but holding and started urging me to take a drink, calling me sweetie and honey, I grew extremely nervous.

When looking at Mr. Tanner, actually not sure of what I should do and having never had a drink before either, I was really hoping Mr. Tanner would come to my rescue. I was sadly disappointed when he was too busy to even notice my predicament and wanting to just get away I finally took the drink.

“That’s it doll, it’ll help you relax, enjoy yourself, let me get to know you better.” The man said as I drank the offered glass.

Not only the smile on his face make me feel funny as I winced a bit at the taste of the drink, but I felt as if he were even making a pass at me. My god, the man was as old as my father and rather large to boot, surely he had to realize I was half his age, didn’t he, I thought to myself, this just felt more than a little friendly on his part.

I finally managed to get the drink down and after thanking him, not bothering to comment on getting to know him later and returned to help out Mr. Tanner. Having hoped to keep busy and not have to bother with the old man again, I was again left on my own to distract the party while Mr. Tanner set up all the shots. As soon as I saw the old man walking towards me, my stomach began churning and I did everything I could to stay away from him, even stopping to flirt a bit with a guy my own age, thinking maybe the old man would leave me alone.

Thinking he was finally going to leave me alone, I made the mistake of relaxing a bit and no sooner did I do that when I turned around and he was standing there offering me another drink.

“Come on honey, it’s a party, have a little fun, besides you wouldn’t want any one thinking your just a kid here. Not some pretty young girl like you,” he said holding out the drink.

Taking the drink again, I had to admit, I didn’t want anyone thinking I was some child, so I drank it, this time getting it down as quickly as I could. He smiled at me when a chill went down my spine from the drink, obviously liking the effect it was having on me and now noticing the direction of his eyes on my body; I blushed big time. I escaped from him as quickly as I could, trying not to be all too obvious, but I just wanted away from him. Every time I looked to see if Mr. Tanner was watching, he seemed to be always busy and I was half tempted to go tell him about it.
As the evening progressed and having drank two drinks, I was starting to feel a bit dizzy and lightheaded. It actually wasn’t such a bad feeling, and as much as I didn’t like the old man, he seemed to be right about one thing; the alcohol did seem to be having a relaxing effect.

I was again startled when the old man grabbed my arm again and started leading me to the dance floor. Trying to pull away and politely decline, his grip got firmer and I felt a slight panic building inside.

“It’s just one dance, sweetie, and you don’t want to cause a scene here, or get your boss mad at you now, do you?” He whispered in my ear and I suddenly turned to see Mr. Tanner smiling at me as if he approved.

I reluctantly smiled back at Mr. Tanner, not wanting to disappoint him and let old man wrap his arms around my waist and pull me close to him as he moved me about the dance floor. From the alcohol and him holding me a bit tightly with my breasts almost crushed against his chest, I felt extremely dizzy and lightheaded, even off balance.

“Mmmm, that’s it doll, relax, enjoy,” he whispered into my ear and I could feel his hot breath warm against my neck.

Apparently misunderstanding my actions as I relaxed about and tried to focus, as a response to him, next I felt his chubby hand slowly moving down my back and then rubbing my backside. I stiffened instantly and again looked for Mr. Tanner.

 

[Gareman]

I watched, fascinated as the older man guided my young friend around the dance floor. I saw her searching for me, needing to find a way out of the situation, but finding none.

He pulled her closer and her expression became more desperate...

His hands slid down her back, finding her tight ass...

Pulling her pelvis forward...

Grinding his hardness against her virgin pussy...

Against her will, her body responded...

It's so wrong...but feels so good...

Her eyes close...

"Excuse me," I interrupted, tapping him on the shoulder. "I'm gonna need my assistant back now."

Taking her hand, I pulled her from his grasp and lead her away. She squeezed back tightly, not wanting to let go, following me through the crowd to the front doorway.

"Okay kiddo," I said as we stood by my pile of photographic equipment. "We're pretty much through here. What do you say we hit the road?"

Her face relaxed and she smiled widely, nodding.

We each grabbed a few cases of equipment and walked to my car. I thanked her for helping me and told her what a fantastic job she had done. After packing the gear into the trunk, we got into the car and headed back to the studio. I could tell that the alcohol was affecting her a bit and decided to see if it had loosened her up at all.

"You know Steph," I started. "I was really serious when I told you that you could make a lot of money modeling."

She smiled and listened as I continued.

"The effect you had on that guy at the wedding is a perfect example of your gift."

I placed my hand on her leg again for emphasis.

"Guys like that are my clients target audience and look what you did to him."

Stephanie never flinched when my hand moved slightly higher, sliding her skirt half-way up her soft thigh. She was beginning to feel very comfortable around me and I knew that tonight may be a unique opportunity for me.

The pedal sank below my foot and I began to feel an urgency to get back to the studio. The 30 minute drive took 20 and soon I pulled into the parking lot and drove around to the back.

"I know it's kind of late, but I was hoping to take a few more pictures for your portfolio tonight," I said reaching into my pocket and pulling out a wad of money. "By the way...here's a little something for your help today."

I handed her two crisp one hundred dollar bills.

"Let's make this another of our secrets," I continued. "Karen might be a bit upset if she found out how much I paid you."

I saw the look on her face when she saw the bills and comprehended their value. It seemed very unlikely that my request for a few more harmless photos would seem unreasonable at that point...

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Stephanie

I was so relieved when Mr. Tanner interrupted me dancing with the old man, especially when the more we had danced the further his hands had started exploring my body. I knew it was wrong not to make him stop, but there was something about his touch, I felt things I knew I shouldn’t but actually liked. I wasn’t sure if the old man could tell, but when I felt Mr. Tanner’s hand grab mine, holding it, I held on tightly, happy to be away from the man and the discomforting tension I had been feeling since he started pursuing me.

Back in the car on the way to the studio, talking and being with Mr. Tanner, it was hard to believe earlier I had felt the same tension with him as I had when dancing with the strange man. Now it seemed so different with Mr. Tanner, laughing, having fun and when I felt his hand on my leg, I didn’t feel that nervousness like before.

I did get a little nervous when he mentioned pictures again, especially telling me his clients were like the man I danced with, but then at least they were only looking, not touching. It did rather excite me somewhat, hearing him tell me how I was responsible for the man’s behavior. And with all the talk and his hand still on my leg, my thigh quivered a bit from the tickling sensation his fingers gave me when he moved his hand up a bit higher, but having seen how he was just being his friendly self, unlike that man I danced with, I didn’t mind. In fact the warmth and tingling sensation from his hand really felt kind of arousing and with that thought, I blushed. Damn, here I go again, this was sooo wrong, I shouldn’t be feeling like this, god I hope he couldn’t tell what he was doing to me.

At the first mention of pictures, my mind raced ahead, remembering the poses from earlier with my breasts exposed and suddenly I felt a rush of warmth go directly to my crotch. I blushed, looking away from him and before I could collect my thoughts as well as emotions, he handed me some money.

“Oh my God, this is soooo much money….” I gasped, staring at the money, shocked and excited that just that little bit of work could make me this much money. I was only half listening to him about taking more pictures, still overwhelmed by the money and not really thinking all that clear when I answered.

“I guess it would be alright to take more pictures, it’s not like I have a curfew anymore,” I giggled, joking with him. “Besides, you’re the boss, and I sure wouldn’t want to lose a job that pays all this.” I laughed continuing to joke with him as we unloaded the car and went into the studio.

 

[Gareman]

After getting the gear from the car, we made our way inside. I sensed a closeness forming between us and casually placed my arm around her shoulder as we walked into the photo studio. She did not object to my "fatherly" gesture, seemingly welcoming the attention.

"You were really great today," I mentioned. "I was very impressed."

Entering the back studio, I flipped on the lights and grabbed a soft black throw that I use for special sessions. After spreading it out I took Stephanie by the hand and led her over, indicating that I wanted her to kneel on the thick blanket. She complied without hesitation, dropping to her knees before me.

"Okay...let's continue where we left off this morning," I said matter-of-factly. "Just take off your blouse and bra and we can get started."

The alcohol had lowered her defenses a bit. She barely hesitated before stripping from the waist up, giving me a wonderful look at her firm young tits.

I snapped several pictures and the stood...studying her.

"Beautiful..." I said, moving forward. "Now just relax...these always look best when the nipples are erect."

Taking her nipples between thumb and forefinger, I slowly began rolling them. She flinched slightly at first, but then a soft moan escaped from her mouth.

"That's it sweetie," I continued...twisting slightly harder. "Just let it happen and enjoy the feeling."

Her eyes closed and she bit down gently on her lower lip...her breathing becomimng more rapid.

"While we're at it," I said casually. "Why don't we get rid of the rest of these clothes."

I released her nipples and slid her skirt and panties off as she lifted up, allowing the clothing to be removed.

"Okay now just lie back and let the camera do all the work."