As I finished my makeup and hair I decided how I would start breaking Bailey in. I know Reggie told me to stay offline but Bailey needs some training if she is going to keep up with me. Besides, what could possibly happen? It's time she faced the facts that her divorce is coming to a close and her children are growing up. With everything getting out of my control with Randall, Reggie, Lance, and whoever else they have in the wings, I could use the comfort that Bailey provides me.
As I went through my closet trying to decide what to wear to the airport, a random memory popped into my head. It was from many years ago, during a cross country road trip a friend of mine and I had taken as part of a photography project he'd been hired to do. The end result was to be an extremely limited run of erotic photographs taken at some of the more popular and significant landmarks across the nation. My friend, Jake, was the photographer and I was his muse. The gentleman who had hired Jake had a list of the landmarks he wanted in the photos. Some of them had very specific requirements as to time of day, arrangements, poses, props, bystanders or not, etc.
I sat down on the bed as I remembered doing the shoot at the Golden Gate Bridge. We had found an overlook that gave a great view of the bridge and the bay early in the morning when there weren't any other people around. I wore a ruby red wrap around silk blouse with a matching skirt. The skirt had a slit up the side. Jake had positioned himself so that the bridge was in the background and I just started slowly walking toward him, smiling seductively and flirting with the camera. I licked my lips and caressed my braless breasts and looked around to make sure no one else was there. I blew the camera a kiss and smiled as I slowly untied the blouse straps around my waist and let it hang there for a few moments, the sides of the blouse caught on my hard nipples, hiding most of my tits but leaving no doubt as to the treasures beneath. I let Jake take a bunch of pictures before shrugging my shoulders and acting shocked as the blouse slipped off my nipples and opened wide, exposing my tits to the world. I took my nipples in my fingers and pulled and twisted, letting the passion and arousal show on my face.
Lost in the memory, I pinched and pulled on my nipples as I had at the bridge and I felt my pussy begin to flow. I looked at myself in the mirror and saw the flush in my face and chest. I chewed my lip as I checked the clock and verified that I had plenty of time before leaving to get Bailey so I gave in to the urge and laid back on the bed as I spread my legs wide and slid my fingers between my lips, into my pussy, and gently stroked in and out as I lost myself in memory once more.
Jake encouraged me as only he could do. No man I had ever met could induce me to the behavior that Jake could, yet he was one of very few men I ever trusted fully and truly loved.
He was saying, "Oh my god, Joanie, keep that up. Run with it, Baby. You are so incredible, so beautiful, so erotic that you just blow my mind. Give it to me, give me that passion, that heat!"
His words just fanned the flames that had already been building in me. I grabbed handfuls of my tits and squeezed before letting go and taking the ties of my skirt in my hands and tugging on them.
"I'll tell you what, Stud. You show me yours and I'll show you mine." I said seductively as I slowly opened the skirt to reveal my left leg up to my hip.
"You're on. I'll go first." Jake exclaimed and laughed as he set the camera on the trunk of our rental car. Without taking his eyes off me, he unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans and kicked off his shoes. He slid his jeans down his legs, exposing his hard cock to me. I licked my lips and stared hungrily at it. With his jeans on the ground, he stroked his cock a few times before picking up the camera and telling me, "It's your turn."
I smiled at him as I very slowly opened my skirt while he took a rapid series of pictures. I gave him different expressions as my skirt slowly exposed my ever smooth pussy. With the skirt completely removed and a blouse hanging loosely on my shoulders, I laughed as I quickly threw the skirt at the camera. To my horror, a strong breeze came along at that same moment and took my skirt to places unknown. I remembered laughing at the facial expressions Jake had captured at that moment when we looked at the pictures later that day. I watched as the skirt just floated away, knowing there was nothing I could do about it. When it disappeared, I just looked back at the camera and shrugged and then smiled as I took off the blouse and threw it up in the air. I laughed as the wind took it too. When it was gone, I looked at Jake and gave him my best sultry look.
"Jake, put that camera down." I said as I walked toward him.
Jake, being the smart man that he was, did just what the horny, naked woman in front of him told him to do. He set the camera down on the roof of the car.
By the time he turned around, I was standing in front of him, close enough to let my nipples brush his shirt. I looked him in the eye as I put my arms around his neck. I jumped and wrapped my legs around his waist. He caught me and slowly lowered my pussy onto his rock solid cock. We made love standing up with him leaning back against the car and holding my ass in his hands as I did the rest, thrusting my hips forward and back, repeatedly taking his cock deep into my pussy.
I thrust my fingers into my pussy in sync with the action I remembered. I came all over my fingers and the bed at the same moment we came in my memory. As I lay there on the bed, breathing heavily from an intense orgasm, I finished the memory.
As we stood there next to the car, relaxing from the lust charged encounter we'd just enjoyed, Jake chuckled.
"What's so funny?" I asked.
"I don't suppose you brought another outfit with you this morning?" he said, smiling.
I just smiled. "Nope."
"Well, I guess there is going to be a bonus chapter in the book. We'll call it, 'Naked Woman On The Streets Of San Francisco.' How's that sound?" he asked.
"It sounds like I am going to be very horny all day long and you are in big trouble back at the hotel." I said, seductively as I walked to my side of the car and got in.
Feeling my pussy getting wet again, I checked the time and decided I'd better get a move on. So I hurried to set up my bed, laptop, webcam, toys, and lingerie for both me and Bailey. I went back to my closet and pulled out an outfit similar to the one I wore that day in San Francisco, except this one was a royal blue blouse and a black skirt. I chose matching blue heels with a sexy ankle strap to complete the ensemble. I decided to forgo the underwear and went commando, planning to tease Bailey a bit on the way home. I took one last look in the mirror and then I headed out the door to pick Bailey up from the airport.
As I got in my car, I thought "It's time she goes online with me, has fun and learns the ropes there for starters. She has watched me do it so it won't be such a shock to her. We can perform in the chat room and after she is all warmed up, I can talk to her about Cory."
I parked my car at the airport and went inside to meet Bailey. Wilmington has a small airport but it was very busy being so close to the 4th of July weekend. All the families going on beach vacations were arriving making it difficult for me to see Bailey in the crowd. It made me thankful of the quiet and secluded beach house I was in.
"And there she is." I said out loud as soon as I saw Bailey. I realized just how much we looked alike at that moment, we could pass for sisters! Many people had commented on it, but I had never noticed until I saw here beaming with excitement walking quickly towards me.
I couldn't believe it but Bailey had worn almost the same outfit I had on. She wore a pale blue silk button down blouse with a short loose darker blue skirt and matching black flats. I knew at glance that she, too, had gone commando. I openly watched her breasts bounce as she walked across the concourse toward me. I thought I detected a little more hip action than usual, causing her breasts to bounce quite nicely as I watched. When she reached me, we embraced holding each other tightly. She had no idea how happy I was to see her and get her out of Houston for good even though she had no idea that she would never be returning.
