"Oh my God, I can't believe that you took these. I know her. What are these pictures?" said Carla my girl friend. I was in another part of the house.
"Gary you have some explaining to do," Carla said in a voice loud enough to reach me.
I rushed up stairs to see what was going on. Carla my fiancΓ© was seated at my computer looking over a set of pictures that I thought was behind a password,
"How did you get in that folder?" I asked.
"Well you gave me the password to your password keeper so I could trouble shoot your hard drive. You have been holding out on me mister. You have some very suggestive pictures of people I know," said Carla.
"Look it is a side job; I put an ad in the back page of the weekly saying that would do sensuous photo shoots and several women called, even women that we know. That's the way I financed that fancy rock on your finger."
"Why didn't you offer to do any of me?" asked Carla as she was admiring the object on her left hand ring finger.
Carla would you allow me to take some sexually suggestive photos of you; didn't seem like the best way to start an engagement." I said.
"Why? You bang me like a teenager most nights; you didn't think I would like to have kinky photos taken?" said Carla.
Like most arguments she got the best of me and I sat down to wait until she finished. Carla continued flipping through the portfolio of the photos. She got to one and stopped.
"Oh my God that is Vickie; she looks so good, and positively suck able," said Carla.
"I will tell her you said that when I see her tomorrow," I said.
"Why will you see her tomorrow?"
"She want's to do another session to update her Special Holiday party invite. She said something about it is an annual party that she has with some intimate friends and each tries out do the other. From what I gather each of her friends has a party on the same night and it is some kind of progressive party with a different theme at each location. So she is coming in for another session with me tomorrow," I said.
"I think you mean when we see her tomorrow," said Carla.
"Carla my clients expect that I will be discrete, I can't have guests when I shoot."
That quieted Carla for a few minutes and after she looked over a few more photos she closed the file and the app and started poking around other parts of the system. She figured out why the second hard drive would not mount; changed a few settings and after rebooting the machine the drive mounted. It was nice having a computer support person in-house.
Carla spun around in the chair and faced me. Her hand slipped under her shirt and pulled her top off. Carla was beautiful; even covered by her bra you could see her breasts were full. The vision started my cock to stir out of its slumber.
"Well what are you waiting for an engraved invitation?" said Carla
Her hand slipped behind her back and suddenly the back straps of the bra let go and her breasts revealed themselves. Carla finished pulling the under garment off and sat back in the chair; twirling the bra with one hand. I reached up and grasp her wrist and brought her over to where I was sitting. She quickly took my wrist and placed my hand on her breast.
I started to massage her full globe while we kissed. Carla stood and let her sweat pants fall to the floor; reveling her close cropped black as a coal mine pussy. As I was also dressed in sweats her hand invaded my crotch and she soon had my cock in her hands. I stood and finished getting the pants off she pulled my top off. Carla still had her hand around my shaft and was gently applying pressure to my hardening manhood.
"And what are we doing tomorrow?" asked Carla as she continued to squeeze my cock.
"Your coming to the studio,"
"I am glad that we have that straight," said Carla
Sucking her pussy was her favorite so I went to my knees after she let go of my cock and brought her pussy to my face. My tongue found her clit and I gently sucked on it bringing it to a full erection. I moved down and my tongue invaded her love hole.
"I love your cock," said Carla relaxing after some spirited lovemaking. We moved to the bedroom away from the computer and were in the king size bed. I rolled over and kissed Carla. My hand found her pussy again and we both fell a sleep.
There was a gentle poke in my ribs, and I felt Carla climb on top of me. I could not see any light coming in the windows, so I knew that it was early.
"You can get up and make my coffee or your can make love to me," said Carla.
Her hand found my engorged member and guided it into her love hole. My lips found hers and we engaged in a long kiss. Carla rose up on her arms allowing me to see her beautiful breasts dangling scant inches from my face. She started to jog up and down on my pole. I was about to inundate her pussy when she got off and replaced her pussy with her mouth. After she cleaned my cock she found my mouth and we continued the broken kiss. She slipped off to sleep and I maneuvered out of bed.
Down at the other end of the hall was a small kitchenette that I had built to serve us both as we worked from home. I dropped a pod of Carla's favorite coffee in the machine and hit the heavy brew button and watched as it filled her cup. My peripheral vision caught the image of a ghost. But a non-ghostly hand snatched the cup when the machine finished brewing.
Carla was standing in a translucent gown drinking what would become several cups of coffee. She even joked about main lining the stuff. After putting the cup down she gave my cock a slight tweak, "Just to see if you were still interested." She said.
I walked back to our bedroom and into the attached bathroom and continued my morning duties. When I returned there was a large goblet of orange Juice on the table.
"I have always liked this picture," said Carla pointing at a black and white photo of a tree with interesting bark.