Over dinner, Eve told Chris how the photo business had been developing. With people wanting to "express themse3
lves" these days, the usual studio photos with bland backgrounds and stiff chairs gave way to scenic shots with props. High school graduation photos might be taken over several days with the subjects changing clothes to show off their participation on sports, academics, and social activities. Wedding photos tended to be book-length portrayals of the couple's lives apart and now together.
What surprised her most were the requests people made to have themselves shot in the nude. With more people working out and staying trim, they wanted to show off their physiques. Middle-aged moms were shedding their clothes and posing on tip-toes like they were centerfolds. It gave Eve an idea that maybe she could encourage more sexual posing and erotic content to her clients. She needed Chris's expertise as a sex therapist to help her figure out how to do it.
"Well, you need to have something to show clients to suggest that it isn't all that big a leap from straight posing right?" Chris asked helpfully.
"Right. I was thinking if I had a few samples to show, it would give the clients permission to explore a little on their own. The problem is finding models. Out here there are no agencies and I don't want to run an ad in the paper and have all the perverts calling," Eve added.
"Hmm.... That is a wrinkle." When she was stumped in a therapy session, she relied on the pause to help her figure out what to say. It gave the clients time to solve their problems themselves.
"What I need is a man to photograph. I think it would appeal to both men and women. If I show the female poses, it gets the guys excited, but the women end up comparing themselves to the person in the picture. Couples would be nice, but if I had a man or two to shoot, that might really open up some possibilities..." Eve's voice trailed off in contemplation.
Almost without thinking, Chris said, "What about Paul?"
"Paul who?" Eve shot back. "Paul, my son? Your nephew, Paul? Remember what I said about not wanting perverts? I don't want to be one either, Sis.".
"No, seriously. Paul. Your son; my handsome nephew. Why not? You want to encourage people to explore. Why not explore some yourself? He is very photogenic and he might be flattered that you want to take his photos. He's not a child, you know." Chris was pressing her point. The image of his stroking his cock a few hours ago came flooding back as she gathered her argument.
Eve sat pensively. "It is an idea. I never thought that I might have to actually grow myself if I am going to grow the business."
"What would Larry say?" Chris asked about her brother-in-law and how he might react.
"Oh, nothing. You know Larry. Loves farming. Likes what I do, but doesn't consider it to be a real job. He is pretty open to ideas and actually has a good eye for composition. I don't think he'd be upset as long as Paul was okay with it." Eve was warming to the idea. "I just need to figure out how to get Paul to agree."
"Maybe I can help. He trusts me. You trust me. I can use my clinical skills to help him over any fears. Would you like me to talk to him?" Chris hoped she would get a chance to see him again with that magnificent appendage of his.
"Sure! I mean.... I ought to be there, too, don't you think?" Eve was excited.
"No time like the present," said Chris as she spied Paul coming into the dining room where they were seated.
The waiter asked if Paul was joining the ladies and before Paul could answer, they both said, "Yes." Eve wondered if they were a little too eager and said, "Of course you'll have dinner with us, honey. Aunt Chris and I were just talking about you."
Paul shot Chris a pained look. Had she told his mom about finding him jerking off in the barn? Chris shook her head ever so slightly 'no' and smiled at him.
"Yeah, Paul we were talking about an idea your mom has for improving her photo business and we wanted to get your opinion," said Chris opening the door. "You see she has an idea that needs a handsome model such as yourself. We think it would be a wonderful plan if she started taking pictures of people in the nude. She just needs a handsome model, such as yourself, to practice with."
Paul nearly spit out his water. Chris held his eyes as he looked at her for an explanation. It was his mother who spoke, next. "Of course, it would all be very tasteful, honey. We wouldn't do anything to embarrass you. And, after all, I am your mother. I have seen you naked before. So has Aunt Chris, here."
Now it was Chris who nearly choked on her ice water. Yes, she had seen him naked. And loved every second of it.
Paul still had not spoken, so Chris filled the silence. "Paul, it is true that you are a lovely specimen and have taken very good care of yourself. I can tell you professionally, that you would make a very good nude model. Psychologically speaking, that is. Men will imagine themselves looking as muscular as you. Women will imagine that they have what it takes to be attractive to someone as handsome as you. You are a very handsome man, after all. And very desirable."
She went on, "You have seen naked women in magazines before, I am sure. Well, you must know that every one of those models hopes to instill some emotion in the person viewing them. They get stared at, but they stare back at the person viewing the picture. You will have a powerful effect on the people who see your photos." There. She hoped she could link the afternoon's lesson to the topic before them. The part about the models looking back was a nice touch, she thought.
"Are you saying that you want me to be a nude model for you so you can encourage other people to let you take their photos in the nude? I thought you were already taking naked photos, Mom" Paul was trying to find the angle, here.
"Well, yes, Son, I have been. But I thought if I had a more definite business plan to do more erotic photos, I could create a niche for myself. A tastefully done niche, that is. With Aunt Chris's help we could figure out what was the most erotic and provocative and help people get comfortable with their own nakedness." Eve added the part about Chris's expertise. Yes, she would be able to make the scenes little hotter.
"I guess, it's okay. I mean, you won't be embarrassed or anything, right Mom? Aunt Chris?" Paul was getting the idea and getting hard. "What happens if I... you know. I mean, getting naked to take a shower or to change clothes is one thing, but around women... Well..."
Eve, reassured him, "That's the point, honey. We want to make it hotter than just posed portraits."
Chris smiled and seized the moment. "Paul, what your mom is saying is that she would like you to get and keep an erection. It is completely normal, natural, and wonderful. In fact, just thinking about it now, I can tell this will be just what your mom's clients will want. It will give them permission to be themselves completely free and unguarded in front of the camera."
Eve jumped in, excitedly, "Paul, this is really important to me. I hope you will say yes. I think you are perfect for this. I know it may be a little awkward at first, but I am willing to be uncomfortable, if you and Aunt Chris are. It's not like we are having sex or anything. So there is nothing wrong with taking photos of my child. Photographers have always taken pictures of their children."
Chris heard the remark about having sex and two thoughts competed for her attention. The first was that Eve had just made a slip of the tongue revealing a latent wish to fuck her son. The second was that Chris had a manifest wish to do the same.
When the waiter came, the all asked for more ice water. The conversation had heated them all a good deal. The rest of the meal was spent talking about the mechanics of the shooting schedule. In fact, the conversation was more technical than enjoyable, but such is the nature of art: more perspiration than inspiration.
Shooting began the next morning according to schedule. Paul sauntered over to the studio in his gym shorts, tee shirt, and sandals. He had shaved himself and doused his body with spicy cologne. His penis was full, but flaccid. He did not want to walk into his mom's studio sporting a boner, but he knew the two most important women in his life were going to be watching him.
The lights were arranged and Eve's camera was staged in front of a drape. She took some test shots to get the lighting right, then the moment of truth arrived. Chris broke the silence.
"Paul, just relax and think about that woman in the magazine looking back at you. Let her affect you." This, she meant to recall the scene in the barn from the day before. Eve believed it was a general instruction and did not catch on. Paul got the message.
