Gemma was exhausted, she lay in Mandy's arms. Their sweat slicked bodies entwinned, they caught their breath. Gemma's hand caressed Mandy's left breast and felt it's small weight. Her nipple stiffened again, sensing Gemma's touch, her arousal returning.
"We should choose your pictures. I am certain they would fetch a fine price. Possibly thousands." Mandy pulled away and stood up. Naked, she walked over to the tablet, she had held earlier. They huddled together choosing six of the best framed pictures. Two with Gemma in her Teddy, two with her body naked with her arms covering her naked boobs. The final two were classic poses. One, chosen by Mandy was a recreation of Gemma straddling backwards across a chair, as Christine Keeler had. The final pose, chosen by Gemma was her laying on her back, her breasts exposed looking into the camera.
"Fuck, you know how to sell yourself." Mandy remarked.
"I know what men like and women" Gemma smiled.
"Gemma, I'm not leaving Will. You must understand." Mandy stammered a little, looking directly at Gemma.
"I know." Gemma replied, knowing that upheaving their lives over what they had shared this afternoon would be crazy. She wasn't about to leave her husband and children for her, despite the longing she felt. She went off to get dressed behind the screen, and once clothes reappeared to sit alongside Mandy, near her camera equipment and a high-definition printer. The last of the six shots slid silently from the machine. In crystal clear quality glossy prints, Mandy arranged them for Gemma to look at.
"That's my favourite," Mandy indicated. Her finger hovered over the frame with Gemma naked, but covering her breasts with her arms, "it is quite coquettish, there's a couple of buyers would love that." She gathered the pictures together and slid them into a black plastic portfolio and turned to Gemma and handed it to her.
"Can I see you again?" Gemma asked, "I know we have our lives to lead but."
Mandy pulled her close and kissed open mouthed, "Of course, we can. I'll see who wants you buy the pictures and let you know. It won't be long Gemma. I promise."
Throughout the next week, Gemma ran on automatic. She worked, looked after her children. He sense were dulled. Each night, she checked her emails, waiting for Mandy to message her, but after three evenings she had heard nothing. Her body craved attention, she even initiated sex with her husband, who despite being a good man and good father, was clumsy with her. Gemma straddled him and rode his cock to orgasm, finally he could hold himself no longer and with a muffled grunt and grabbed firmly at her hips, spurted his semen into her. Gemma didn't orgasm but found his penis had satisfied her yearning somewhat.
It was on the morning of the next day, as the family departed for their busy days, Gemma finally got her email.
Need to see you.
Pictures have been sold for £6000. I have the cash.
Meet me at the studio. M x
With her tight gym wear on, and wearing flat trainers, she slipped way. She had to concentrate as hard as she ever had to remain in the speed limit and to arrive without suspicion. She parked and hurried into the studio. The front reception was empty, but she made her way through to the studio floor. Mandy was kneeling on the floor, looking at small photographic prints with a magnifying lens. Gemma crept up to her and then put her hand around her shoulders.
"Guess who?" She joked. Mandy turned round and smile warmly.
"Will is next door. He wanted to talk to you about the prints. "Mandy looked over to the closed door to one side of the studio and turned back to Gemma. She gave her a quick kiss on the lips.
"Hmm.." Gemma savoured her soft lips on hers. She looked down at the variety of small demo prints and then saw some of them had her fully nude. Mandy, I'm not sure about the nude shots!" Her voice quivered.
"Don't worry my angel, I will obscure the face with shadows, like this." Mandy held up another print, that was digitally altered to have a shadow fall across Gemma's, that did make her unrecognisable. Her other attributes were crystal sharp, especially her erect sensitive nipples. One print was close on her right nipple, complete with the sheen of sweat.