We completed our business early the following day and spent some time down along the shopping paradise on Michigan Avenue. Clarissa bought some very sexy but classy skirts and blouses for when we traveled together next time and some higher heeled shoes than usual, at my urging, to try and dress less domestically. We went back to the hotel to collect our stuff and headed out to Sam's place.
Along the way, we did some shopping and bought some gifts for him. Some fun props for his studio at some of the antique stores along Wells Street just north of the loop. It was still early so we caught a movie in New Town, Clarissa wearing her very thin and low cut blouse and somewhat short skirt with a generous slit up the side. I was in heaven but she kept slapping me away when I pawed her in the movie... I guess we are not sixteen anymore.
We got to Sam's at the agreed upon time of 6PM and there was already another car in the driveway. I was drooling as I watched Clarissa make her way up to his front door and knock at the door with her blouse unbuttoned halfway down the front. Her nipples were poking at the thin white material. I had my photo portfolio with me since this was going to be a photo club meeting.
Clarissa knocked and opened the door, and Sam hugged her when he saw her there, shaking my hand warmly as he ushered us into his dining room. A couple of Sam's friends were sitting around the table, about his age, standing to shake our hands. There was a pitcher of beer on the table and we all sat around like old friends.
Sam explained that Chuck and Hal had brought over some of the work they had just finished from a seminar they had taken the previous week on abstract nudes and lighting. It was mainly black and white 8x10 prints and they asked if it was alright with Clarissa if they discussed the nudes. Clarissa grinned and looked and me and Sam and said that it was fine because she did some modeling herself. I could see them straining to politely not look down her open blouse and Sam and I exchanged knowing glances.
The conversation turned to their work, and I must say it was not as advanced as my own and certainly not as good as Sam's and we all passed the pictures around. The models were two girls in their 20's but not particularly pretty or fit, obviously just some students trying to make a few bucks by posing for old geezers.
Sam told them that I was also a photographer and Clarissa and I were his guests tonight. He asked if it was okay to look at what I brought with me, looking at Clarissa. She smiled and said, "Certainly", and sat back with her beer. I watched the expressions of Chuck and Hal as Sam sat between them and slowly turned the pages of my large portfolio when they realized that my nude model was Clarissa. She was sitting quietly, studying their faces as they seemed to be devouring the pictures. I could see she was getting hot.
Sam, ever cool, looked up to Clarissa and complimented her on her posing and told me that he liked my photo style. The other guys joined in and made comments about each picture, as they looked at my wife's naked body and Clarissa and I answered questions about how we did each shot.
I don't know when she did it but Clarissa managed to have all her blouse buttons open by this time and when she moved it was very easy to see her breasts and nipples. She had selected a blouse which had the buttons hidden so when it was unbuttoned, it looked like it never had any buttons. She was the center of attention.
I asked Sam how last night's shots came out. He lit up and said he spent most of the day on them. He said if Clarissa did not mind, he would show the group. She said she would be honored if they did not think it was boring to see more pictures of her and they quickly told her it was okay.
Sam came back into the room with a stack of 8x10 prints and a beautiful close-up 11x14 shot of Clarissa's face and breasts.
"Clarissa, I could not help myself, you have the most beautiful breasts and the lighting was perfect... what do you think?"
She stood up and held it at arm's length and walked around the room for about a minute. Then she looked up at him and said, "You make me look better than real life, Sam. Thank you."
I told her that she really does look that good and Sam agreed. The other guys just stood there. Then Chuck spoke up and asked her how long she has been a model and where else might he have seen her.
She smiled and said that Sam and I have been the only photographers who have had her pose in the flesh but many others have seen her pictures. He asked if she had ever considered posing for a club or small group. Hal elbowed him and he apologized. Sam gave Chuck a dirty look.
