Chapter 8: Modeling
Just a few days later I found a note under the wiper of my car from Mr. Fick. In the note he instructed me to meet him in the parking lot of a nearby shopping center after my last class. My heart pounded in my chest as I stuffed the note in my purse and drove across campus to my next class. I had looked forward to this since that day in his office, but now I felt nervous, even a little scared. "Where were we going to go?" I wondered as I sat in my Expos class. "What would he want me to do?" I thought anxiously.
After my last class I drove the few blocks to the shopping center. I wasn't sure where he would be so I parked my car and stood in front of the Foodtown supermarket figuring I would be easy to spot there. I waited for about twenty minutes before he finally showed up. He waved as he drove past me and then continued out into the lot and parked far down one of the parking aisles. I assumed he wanted me to follow him so I walked out to his car, opened the passenger side door and quickly got in next to him. He seemed really happy to see me and leaned over and kissed me.
He then drove out of the lot and headed out of town as we made a little small talk. After about fifteen minutes he pulled into a little motel. Apparently he already had rented a room. We parked and he swiftly escorted me to one of the motel rooms, unlocked the door, and led me inside.
The room was dark and musty, but I hardly had time to notice as he took me in his strong arms and we kissed passionately. His big burly physique embracing my tiny body made me feel so sexy and desirable. After a long kiss our lips parted and he stepped away from me and stood there a moment gazing at me. Dressed in the sundress and sandals I had worn to classes that day I smiled confidently at my middle aged lover illuminated only by the sunlight that peaked through the partially open drapes.
He returned my smile as he turned toward the full length curtains and drew them closed before turning on a light. As he did I noticed a gym bag on the little table by the window. "He must have brought that in when he got the room", I thought to myself. He smiled noticing my curious eyes on the bag.
"Jen, photography is a hobby of mine. You are so pretty, - I'd like to take a few pictures of you," he suggested as he pulled a camera from the bag. Flattered I smiled shyly nodding my consent.
My willingness sent him into motion. He quickly walked around the room turning on the lights until the room was fully illuminated as I sat down on the edge of the big bed with my legs crossed. After rummaging through his gym bag for a lens he said he needed he made some last minute adjustments to some knobs on his camera as he peered at me through the view finder. Suddenly the flash went off surprising me.
"I wasn't ready," I laughed.
"Don't worry, now give me a big smile," he coaxed. Trying not to laugh I gave him my sexiest smile as he snapped another picture. He took a few more of me sitting on the bed and then had me stand against a wall and pose for a few more.
"Are you having fun?" he asked as he snapped me standing sideways with my hand on the wall.
"Yeah, am I doing ok?" I asked nervously.
"You are wonderful," he assured me.
"Now honey take off your sandals for me. I'd love some shots of those pretty feet," he said smiling.
His comment made me giggle as I sat down on the bed and removed my shoes. Once I had taken off my sandals he had me cross my legs as he took more shots. His compliments thrilled me as he snapped pictures of me sitting there pointing and flexing my little foot.
Finally he had me stand by the wall again. "Jen I want you to slowly unbutton your sundress for me," he instructed.
Hesitantly I reached for the first button and smiled sexily as I undid it dropping my hands to the next. I felt very sexy teasingly fingering the second button as he complimented me and urged me to go further. Excitedly I began to unbutton my dress.
