Fred and Peggy had just moved into their new home and things would be a little tight in the gift department this year with a lack of spendable income. Fred wanted her to have a beautiful diamond necklace she had admired earlier in the year, and Peggy wanted him to have the plasma tv for his new den. Neither one could afford it on what they had though.
For weeks Fred scanned the newspaper ads for a part time job he could handle without causing too much suspicion, he wanted to make enough before the holiday to suprise Peggy with the necklace. Finally he found what looked like a perfect gig. The ad said "Wanted: Male between 30-60 to pose for art class. Evenings only 6-8 pm."
The next day Fred went to meet with the instructor at the downtown art school listed in the ad. He was suprised to find himself talking with a very attractive woman about his own age.
"Have you ever done any posing before?" she asked him, looking over his application.
"Never in front of more than one person" he answered, he thought humorously.
She smiled back at him, "Well at least you have a sense of humor about it. You'll be in front of about 20 men and women, and you'll be completely nude. Do you have a problem with that?"
He thought about it for a second, "No, I can do this, how much does it pay?"
He did the math in his head and figured that after a month he'd have enough for the gift. He'd tell Peggy he had to work late for year-end reports a few nights a week.
Peggy really wanted to get Fred the plasma tv, he'd been great this past year when it came to saving money so they could put the down payment on the house. She wanted to make up for all his sacrifices in a big way. Everyday she looked at the ads for a job she thought she might be able to handle without raising his suspicions.
And then, there it was "Female wanted for modeling shots. Must be in good shape, between 30-60 yrs. of age." Peggy ripped the ad out and took it with her to work the next day. She'd stop on her lunch hour and apply.
The studio in the ad was just a block away from her office, she walked in and told the receptionist she was there about the job. She waited for a few minutes before a very good looking man with cameras around his neck came out and asked her to step in the studio.
The walls were covered with black and white photos of women in various stages of dress. They were very good photos, what most people refer to as fine art. Some shots were nudes, all tastefully done.
His voice got her attention "Do you like them?, do you think you would be comfortable posing like that?"
Something in his manner calmed her nervousness, "I believe I could, I'd like to try."
"I pay $100 a session, and each session lasts an hour. Sometimes you will be clothed, and sometimes not. Are you interested?"
Peggy did the math in her head, a few sessions and she'd have enough for the gift, and an exciting adventure to boot. "Yes, "I'm interested."
"I'd like to take a couple of test shots if you don't mind right now," he suprised her.
"Uh, sure, I guess. I'm on lunch so I don't have much time," she stammered.
While he walked around setting up the lighting he spoke to her in a soft, calming baritone "Please sit on the stool there, and unbutton your blouse all the way, don't let it fall open all the way, just enough to see your cleavage."
Peggy did as he asked. The room had a slight chill to it and she could feel that her nipples were already hard and pushing against the silk of her bra. She undid the buttons and opened her blouse just a little. The curves of her 36-D breasts could be seen barely covered in the pink cups. She was just a little turned on.
Ray, the photographer, went about his business...then turned to look at her through the lens of one of his cameras.
"Beautiful" he said in a whisper.
She wasn't sure if he meant her, or the composition of the photo. No matter, a strange man was taking pictures of her, and she could feel her heart pounding in her chest.
"Now open the blouse a little more, let it fall off your shoulders, reach up and undo the clasp in front, uncover just your right breast" his voice was mezmerizing, and Peggy followed each of his requests.
She was lost in her own thoughts and didn't realize he had stopped shooting until his hand touched her arm.
"We are done for today. You can put your blouse back on. I'll show you the pictures."
She didn't even realize she had taken her blouse and bra completely off!!! She stood next to him and looked at the photos as he downloaded them on his pc. She was suprised a little. She looked beautiful and innocent in each one, the soft lighting caressed her curves and she had a peaceful look on her face.
"You did very well, I hope you are pleased. If you return tomorrow at five we will begin our real work."
She left and went back to work, but couldn't get the thought of the session out of her mind. That night she fucked Fred the moment he walked in, he seemed a little more passionate too she thought.
"I have to work a few nights this week, and for the next couple of weeks Peg. End of year and all that you know," he figured if he didn't actually say he was working on reports it wasn't really a lie.
"Okay honey, I'll see you when you get in."
She didn't mention her own after work project since he wouldn't be home to notice her not here anyway.
That evening Fred showed up at the school early to get a look around. Miss Stiener, the art instructor, showed him the studio, and explained what he should expect.
"First of all, please call me Marie. You'll be seated, or standing, depending on the lesson, on this small dais in the center of the room. The students will be around you in a semi circle so they each see approximately the same view. If you feel you need to rest let me know. Otherwise we draw for as long as you can pose."
