I've known Mel for a few years -- she happened to be a guest at one of our New Years Eve parties, and was interested in photography as a hobby, so we had a good chat about kit and stuff.
Mel is what I'd call a 'pocket rocket' -- early 30's, 5 feet 1 inch, maybe 100lbs, the most infectious smile, great lips, amazing blue eyes, and 38 inch breasts. She's a proper little stunner. And quite flirty too. I guess you could say that she knows what she wants, and she uses her eyes, smile and flirting to get it!
So fast forward a few years, and Mel is making a living out of her photography -- she does a lot of school portraits, a few family photoshoots, that sort of thing. And it seems like she's doing well, although we'd not spoken for a couple of years.
Out of the blue, I get a message from Mel, asking if I've got any time to have a chat. Nothing unusual really, only that we've not really been chatty before, other than abusing each others work on facebook in a jokey way. So we arrange a time when we can facetime.
On the call, Mel explains that she's been asked to do a boudoir shoot for a friend, and quite frankly she's not got a clue how to go about it, had no experience of them, doesn't know where to start. Did I have any advice?
I have done a few boudoir shoots, and have a pile of props and things that I've used, so I suggested that Mel comes over to my studio and she can pick out stuff she might want to use.
Mel replies "How about you do a boudoir shoot for me, then I'll be able to see how you go about it, what you use, how you relax the client, that sort of thing?"
I agree that we can do that, and we arrange an evening when she can come over. I tell her to bring lots of sexy underwear, and anything that she feels sexy in, and also a bathrobe.
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A few days later, Mel arrives at the studio carrying a holdall, and a suit carrier. She's sweating because the temperature is high, and she's wearing a vest top and hotpants, her nipples evident through the thin cotton.
"Hiya, I decided that we wouldn't want any straplines, so I took my bra off at lunchtime -- is that ok?" she smiles
"Yep, great idea Mel, I should have suggested that already!"
We move into the studio, and as I always do with boudoir shoots, I opened a bottle of bubbly. We start to chat about what Mel wants from the shoot, what angles do I use, lighting, backdrops, how far do I go, how do I relax the client, that sort of thing. Soon we are half a bottle of bubbly down, and Mel is starting to relax. I explain that I'll do the shoot as if she wasn't a photographer, but if she has any questions or suggestions, then she should speak up and we'll try her suggestions. We talk about clothing and she says that she's got some outfits that she'd like to try as well.
I tell Mel to go into the curtained off area in the corner of the studio to get changed into her first outfit, and I start setting up cameras and lights and out some light rock music on. When Mel comes out of the changing area, she's wearing a miniskirt, white blouse, blazer, no bra and large specs. I can see that she's wearing suspenders and high heeled shoes.
"How do I look then Paul?" she asks.
"Sexy PA?" I reply.
Mel giggles "Yep, I'm switching between sexy PA and slutty secretary in this one!" as she refills her glass with champagne.
I move my desk & leather office chair over into the shooting area, and suggest that she uses that as a prop to start with. I setup the lights whilst she gets into position.
Mel starts by sitting at the desk, with the champagne, and I suggest that she leans forward to show me some of her cleavage. We rattle off some shots like that, and I suggest that she undoes one more of the buttons on her blouse. A few more shots, as she uses her arms to push her breasts together, and looks seductively into the camera lens.
Then she sits back, and puts her high heeled feet up on the desk, leaning back into the chair and I start to see her white suspenders under the skirt. Mel undoes another button on her blouse, and takes a sip of the champagne. I rattle off more shots whilst telling her how fabulous she looks and to pout, smile, look seductive, etc.
Mel finishes her glass of bubbly, and asks "Is there any more of this?"
"Of course there is, I'm a photographer -- I always got at least half a dozen bottles in the fridge!"
So I get another bottle and I suggest that Mel opens it, as part of the scene. She asks if she can try something, and I tell her to go with it as I head back behind the camera.
Mel takes off her blazer and moves it out of the way, showing off her short sleeved tight blouse against her breasts, then gives the champagne bottle a shake. I can see whats coming here, and I ready the cameras to burst a number of shots off. Mel leans the bottle slightly towards herself and eases the cork part way out. Another little shake, and the cork flies off, and champagne shoots out, arcing bubble all over Mel's fabulous breasts, drenching the blouse and making it almost see-thru. I must have taken over 50 shots in the 2 seconds that this took, and Mel is laughing at the champagne on her face, and dripping down into the well of her breasts. I quickly move to get some shots as she lowers the bottle, and I tell her to look at me like she wants to fuck me down the lens. Those shots where the champagne is dripping off her chin into her cleavage are some of the best shots I've ever taken.
