I first met her when she sent me feedback on a story I had written and had published on a popular erotic web site.
"I got so hot and wet thinking about having you tell me to take off my panties and spread my pussy lips for you to take pictures. Your story got me so wet and horny; I had to finger my sweet, tight pussy while I imagined you closely watching.
Thanks for a great cum.
Kisses, Nikki"
Naturally, every writer likes to hear comments like this from his or her readers, but this comment also included her email address. I dropped her a line thanking her for her comments on my story and sent it on its way. I had forgotten that I have a link to my web site; a site that features my erotic photography, at the bottom of all my emails.
Time passed and I had forgotten all about Nikki and her comments, until one day, out of the blue, I received another email from her. It seems that she had been thinking about my abilities with a camera and wanted to know if I would be available to shoot some photos of her when she traveled to a city, not too far from where I live, on business.
I wrote back that I thought we could come up with a plan and asked if she had anything specific in mind for her photographs. She replied that she was confidant in my abilities as a photographer and she would leave all those decisions to me. She would call me before she left her home and then again after her business was concluded. We would then make our plans definite for her shoot.
I was at home and staring blankly at my monitor, wondering how I was going to get the main character of my latest story, to do what I wanted him to do, when the phone rang. I answered and heard a delightful southern drawl on the other end.
"Hi, this is Nikki."
"Nikki, it's so good to finally be able to put a voice to your emails." I said. "Are you already in Virginia?"
"No, Darlin', I'm still in Texas. I just wanted to call and talk to you, if you have the time."
"Sure, I have time, what's on your mind?" I asked.
"Well, Darlin', for starters, you never asked me what I looked like." She said, "Aren't you the least bit curious?"
"Yeah, well, sure I am, but I don't like to bring that up in an email. It gives me that dirty old man image." I laughed nervously.
"Hell, Darlin', I was hoping that you were!" She laughed and then continued, "The thought of you taking my picture is very arousing. And having you tell me exactly how you want me to pose would be extremely hot and very erotic too. I'll just have to put myself totally in your capable hands."
"Nikki," I said quietly, "I don't know for sure, but it sure sounds to me like you're getting hot and bothered talking about this right now. Are you?"
"I might be, just a little." She whispered, "I hope it doesn't offend you"
"Not in the least." I said, "In fact, I find it rather exciting."
"Do you?" She asked. "Why don't you tell me a little about yourself?"
"I don't have very much to tell you." I said, "I'm a photographer first and foremost, but I dabble in graphic design and Photoshop. I'm a veteran of the war in Viet Nam and don't belong to any organization that might be connected to it. I'm married and have been for the last thirty-five years, all to the same woman.
I'm six foot three inches tall and weigh two hundred and thirty five pounds. I have blue eyes and long blondish gray hair and a full, neatly trimmed beard. I smoke and have been known to take a drink now and again. I don't gamble or use impolite words in front of women or children and I have never in my life, mistreated an animal."
"Well, that covered a lot, thank you; I have a mental picture of what you look like." She said.
"Now it's you turn," I told her, "Tell me about you."
"I'll have to get to know you better before I tell you too many personal things about myself. I will tell you though, I'm five foot nine and a half inches tall and weigh one hundred and forty five pounds soaking wet. I have a very athletic but curvy body; some might call it an hourglass figure like Cybil Shepherd has. I work out and take very good care of myself. I'm a natural blond with blue gray eyes and an infectious smile. My nails and toes are always manicured and painted. I'm a natural 36DD with lovely responsive, rosy nipples and my legs are long and shapely from many years of ballet.
"Damn, you sound like my kind of woman." I told her.
"I assure you that I am," she said, "And as soon as I know you a little better, you'll see for yourself."
"Damn, woman, I can't wait."
"Well, Darlin', you'll just have too."
We chatted for a while longer and she informed me that if everything went according to schedule, she would be in my area by the next week end and was looking forward to seeing my studio and posing for the erotic photos. I told her that I had planned something even better than a studio photo shoot; we were going to do the shoot out in the woods; just her and me and with Mother Nature as a backdrop.
The week passed slowly as a week will do when you're looking forward to something, but finally, the long awaited day arrived. The phone rang at noon and I heard her sweet voice tell me that her work was finished and that she was leaving soon. I told her where I would meet her along the way and what I would be wearing, and then we said our good-bys and hung up.
Two hours later, I was sitting on the tailgate of my truck at one of the scenic pullovers along the parkway, constantly checking my watch and all the vehicles that entered as I waited for her to arrive.
A mini van pulled in and parked next to me, effectively blocking my view of the incoming traffic. Three kids of descending ages and their parents emerged and walked to the overlook to admire the view. It was such a family thing that I thought I'd better take a picture of it while I had the chance. I had taken several candid shots, when a voice that I immediately recognized, spoke to me.
"I swear, Darlin', you look much more handsome that what I had imagined."
I turned and saw a tall blond woman smiling at me. She was dressed in business clothes, her jacket open. A silk, almost transparent blouse, tucked in at the waist; two buttons undone, drawing attention to the cleavage of her large breasts. A tight skirt that stopped about mid thigh, showing off her long shapely legs enclosed in sheer pantyhose, and open toed shoes that showcased her painted toenails.
She was everything she had told me and more. I smiled back and offered my hand to her. She stepped towards me and put her arms around my neck, kissing me quickly on the lips.
"I feel as if I already know you, George, and thought a kiss would be more appropriate, and perhaps, appreciated."
"Yes, it was, Nikki, I was just a little taken aback is all." I said
"Let me just look at you, Darlin'." She said as her eyes traveled slowly down and then back up my body, nodding her head in apparent approval.
"My, but you are a big boy aren't you?"
"Yep." I said, giving her my best ah shucks smile.
"I didn't take the time to grab something to eat and I'm starved." She said, "You don't have any idea where we can grab a bite, do you?"
"As a matter of fact, I took the liberty to buy fried chicken and some cold drinks, thinking you might be hungry. We can sit at those picnic tables and eat."
"My, you do think of it all don't you?
"I sure try, Nikki."
We walked to the tables and set our food down and I grabbed a couple of drinks, handing one to her. There was a young couple sitting at one of the other tables directly across from us, and as she swung her legs under the table to sit down, I saw his eyes widen in shock. His friend, seeing the bewildered look, also turned around and stared at us. I looked at Nikki, but she just smiled at me and patted the bench next to her, asking me to sit.
"There's something I want to tell you about me," she said, "I quite often enjoy engaging in mild exhibitionism. Nothing to blatant, but enough to really get my juices flowing, if you know what I mean?"
"Like how, Nikki."
"Well, there was this one occasion when, for some reason, I got so horny when these three construction workers whistled at me and told me what gorgeous breasts I had. They said that they were really enjoying the view so I unbuttoned another button on my blouse and stroked my breasts and nipples for them. They loved it and it really excited me."
"Are you always this outspoken, Nikki, or are you trying to turn me on?"
"Yes, and yes, Darlin', is it working?" She asked as she glanced at my crotch and then placed her hand on my thigh and squeezed gently.
"There was another occasion, just recently, when I was at the mall. I noticed a man following me. When I would stop to look at something in a store, he would try and get near enough to see down my blouse or once, even close enough behind me on the escalator, to look up my short dress.
"I wasn't wearing any panties that day and decided to make his wish come true. When I was sure he was close enough behind me, I stopped and bent over from my waist to pick something up off the floor. As I bent over, I could feel my pussy spreading for him to view my luscious pink inner lips and I came hard, right then and there, without even touching myself."
"Lucky fellow," was all I managed to say at that moment.
"I'm not wearing any panties today either, George, what did you think those guys were looking at?"
"Well, I did wonder if I had monkeys on my face or something, as hard as they were looking."
"Poor Darlin', don't worry," she said as she squeezed my thigh again, "Your going to see a lot more than they did before this day is over."
