I'd asked Dan to take some pictures of me and my new car, and he'd said he'd like to take some glamour pictures of me and his motorcycle at the same time. He said he'd be over with the motorcycle shortly.
I wasn't sure what he'd want me to wear, so I waited for him to arrive. When he got here, I let him in and we went up the stairs to the living room. He got me to come over to him, and pulled my leggings down, even though the curtains were open and anybody could look in. I was hoping those net curtains stopped the neighbours seeing me.
He asked me what I wanted, and I was thinking of me in my shorts and a T-shirt or something, probably at the park. I didn't know what he wanted me to wear in the pictures, so we went through to the bedroom to go through my lingerie. I took my shirt off so I could try things on. The problem was that he started playing with my tits as I was trying to find things.
I started off posing in red lacy boy shorts and a red and black bra, and he took a couple of pictures. I told him I didn't want him to take pictures of me naked, but I did let him take pictures of me topless in my purple thong.
I tried little white thong and a nightie, and he snapped a couple of pictures. He said he'd like just the thong, but you could see the top of my pubic hair. I'd have to shave a little to wear it.
I went into the bathroom to shave, and he came in to watch.
"You might as well get it all," he said.
"I didn't intend showing that much," I said.
I sighed and started shaving, and told him to leave me to it.
I came out all freshly shaven, and gave him a little twirl, then he handed me a lacy black body to put on. I went and dug out my shorts and a Guns 'N Roses T-shirt, then went and fixed my hair and and put on a little make-up. I put on some black high heels and grabbed some sneakers, and we left the house. I saw Jim, my neighbour on the way out, and he leered at me.
Dave gave me his backpack with the camera in it, and I got in the car and followed him to the park. He had me park in a specific spot for something to do with getting the pictures.
He told me to go for it, and we walked around the car with me posing sexily - you know, bending, butt out, chest out, that sort of thing. We looked at the pictures on the camera's little screen, and we redid a couple of them.
I moved my car out of the way, parking it just out of shot, and Dan pushed his motorcycle over.
He had me put on his boots and sit on the bike, then standing in front of it. He took off my T-shirt, and put it in the car and took some pictures of me.
I swapped the boots for my heels, then took off my shorts, and posed around and on the bike with him taking pictures the whole time.
"Wardrobe change," he said.
We walked over to the car, and I stripped behind the open car door, and put on red panties and a bustier. We took pictures around the bike, then I sat on it for a few more. He told me to take the bustier off. After checking there was nobody around, I did, and he put it back in the car, and was taking pictures of me sitting on the bike in just panties and heels when a car pulled in to the park, and a couple got out.
I flattened myself onto the tank of the bike so they wouldn't see my tits, and looked at Dan for help. He just shrugged at me. Thanks, pal.
The couple came over, and the guy said some things about my tits and bum, but the lady said I looked lovely.
Dan told me to sit up and put my hands on my head, but I didn't want to.
"I'll be nice," said the guy, and suggested his lady friend might join in.
I was trapped here as long as they were standing there. This wasn't going to get any better, so I figured I might as well get it over with. I sat up and put my hands on the tank.