Girl Talk 21: Kim
This series is based on interviews I did quite a few years back with women who had modelled for me, or were private clients when I worked as a photographer. Their words have been, 'edited' but only to remove features of continuous speech such as, 'um, ah, eh,' and repetitions of partial phrases which is common in everyday speech.
The Confession Club: Kim came to me as a private client, a beautiful, elegant woman in her early forties. When she called initially to ask about my private and confidential photo service, I knew right from the first few words she uttered, that I was dealing with an intelligent, and cultured woman. I gave her all the details she required, explaining that it was
her
photo session, so it was up to her to decide exactly what she wanted.
When she asked me to explain, I told her that if she were a model, I would expect her to do at least topless or nude, but since she was paying me to do a shoot for her, then it was
her
choice. She could be photographed in lingerie only, or she could opt for lingerie and topless, or go for the nude option as well.
Although she didn't seem at all shocked by what I said, she came down emphatically on the side of, "tasteful lingerie," shots only. After asking a few more questions, she seemed satisfied with the answers, and made an appointment for just a few days later, explaining that she wanted the photos urgently as a birthday gift for her husband.
When she walked in on the day of her appointment, I have to admit, my heart skipped a beat. I wasn't expecting such a lovely looking woman. She wasn't tall, about 5' 4", a slim brunette, extremely elegant and well groomed, with short, immaculate hair. She smiled a dazzling smile, which made her whole face light up, and as I was soon to discover, she smiled and laughed readily and often.
We slowly sorted through the lingerie she had taken with her, deciding what she should wear to be photographed in. I always advise that a model or private client take more than they think they will need so we can decide together and have the luxury of choice. I've seen models arrive here, badly prepared, with very little options. On one memorable occasion a model arrived at my studio, and when I asked her what clothes and lingerie she had brought, she said, 'I'm wearing it.'
However, with Kim, we were spoiled for choice. She had obviously gone out on a spending spree, most of the lingerie was new, and I was pleasantly surprised to see that most of it was very, very skimpy. Two of the outfits had peephole bras, where the nipples would poke through the fabric, and crotchless panties to match. When I teased her about that and asked what had happened to the idea of the, "tasteful lingerie," shoot, she just laughed.
"Well, I knew
one
of them had crotchless panties, but that little pink set there, I thought they were just normal bra and panties until I got them home and tried them on," she explained.
"Yeah! But c'mon Kim, you told me you were going for what you called, 'something tasteful,' and you arrive here with open crotch panties. What's going on?" I teased her mercilessly, and she even had the good grace to blush a little.
"I know, I know, but I got to thinking about what you said, about my options, and I thought I may as well just go for it. The more I thought about it, the more I liked the idea, so here I am with very revealing lingerie, and I'd like to do some topless and nude stuff as well, if that's OK?" she said.
"OK? Well, I don't know about that - do I really have to look at you naked for half the day?" I teased again, but she knew I was joking again and just laughed.
"Kim - not only is it OK," I explained, "but I regard it as an enormous privilege when one of my private client trusts me enough to be photographed topless, or nude. I realise it can be quite nerve-wracking undressing in front of a complete stranger, so we'll just take our time, work up to it slowly and let you get used to the idea.
Now, if you'll just put on the first outfit we've chosen, you can give me a shout when you're ready." I left her to check her make-up, hair, etc, and slip into her lingerie and stockings. I always like to give models or clients that wee bit of privacy to get ready. It's just common courtesy as far as I'm concerned; after all, it's a photo session, not a strip show.
When she called me back, I went into the room and looked at her with open admiration. She smiled that smile again, and I told her she looked stunning, which made her smile all the more. It was the truth - she was what I would call in my understated way, "A bit special."
Confession Club: So far, I've been narrating the beginning of this story to set the scene for Kim's photo session, but now I'll pass the reins over to Kim, and let her tell her side of the story, so tell us how you felt the, Kim, we'd all love to hear.
Kim: I was very nervous at the start of the session, but I could tell by our talk before we started that you were patient and understanding, and that helped put me at ease. You said that being nervous, and being excited had the same symptoms, tightness in the chest, butterflies in the stomach, and breathlessness. You suggested that I pretend I was excited, rather than nervous, but I quickly realised that I really
was
excited.
I needn't have worried about the nerves, because within about five minutes of starting I had completely forgotten them. I was concentrating so hard on what you were saying, the directions for posing you were giving me, turn this way, turn that way, chin a little higher, nice warm smile! You bombarded me with an endless stream of directions and praise, which helped me to forget my nerves, and build my confidence. It may sound terribly vain to some people, but it felt so good being the centre of attention, and I was loving it.
CC: It didn't need much effort on my part Kim. You were a natural, and it's always easier to get great photos if you have a good enthusiastic model.
Kim: Well... maybe, but I still think you knew just how to get the best out of me. Anyway, with the nerves disappearing, the excitement was more obvious to me, and it felt good. I felt good!
After doing a series of poses, standing beside the bed, kneeling on the bed, lying down on the bed, and exploring a full range of poses with each one, somehow, despite the skimpy nature of my lingerie, I felt overdressed. I'd been thinking about this for a few days, and now I couldn't wait to get my clothes off. When I phoned you that first day, and you said I had the option of posing topless and nude, I sort of dismissed it out of hand when we were talking, but later I thought about it, and believe me, I thought about it a lot.
I couldn't get it out of my mind. Then I realised I wasn't just thinking about it, I was fantasising about it, and getting quite turned on by the whole idea. That's when I decided I would push myself to be a bit bolder and see if I had the nerve to take my bra and panties off at some point during the session.
When I went shopping for new lingerie, I kept that very much in mind, and that's why I bought the skimpiest, but classiest lingerie I could find, including the two sets with the open-crotch panties. Well... maybe they weren't classy, but they were just right for what I wanted to do. Why not just take the panties off you probably thought at the start, but I had my own reasons, which seem rather silly now in light of events, but it was
my
little hang-up at the time. Luckily, I met you and you've cured me of that.
CC: Oh, believe me Kim; I was delighted to show you the error of your thinking. (Both of us are grinning broadly.)
Kim: I can't believe I spent so many years worrying about something so silly, but let's get on with the story, shall we?
CC: Seems like a good idea to me - carry on Kim.
Kim: Fine, well before I got sidetracked about explaining my reasons for buying the skimpy lingerie, I was saying how I much I wanted to, "reveal all," so to speak. I was wondering just when and how we were going to get round to it, but I didn't have to wait long. I was wearing a negligee, rather than just bra and panties, so when you asked me to let the straps slide of my shoulders, I knew it wouldn't be long before I would be topless.
By now I was looking forward to it, but you made me do a variety of poses to make the most of the fact that my top was sliding lower with each change of pose. Finally, one nipple just edged into view, and that was such a thrill, then the other, and now I had both boobies out and exposed to you and the camera. My stomach was fluttering with excitement, my nipples, erect and swollen. I knew they could be bigger, but you took care of that by suggesting I pinch them gently to make them bigger still.
So, I played with them sensually, closing my eyes all the better to enjoy the sensation, while you photographed me doing it, until they fairly ached with pleasure, making me very decidedly horny. We did a number of poses with me showing off my titties before you suggested I should change into something else. We chose the little pink set, with the peephole bra, and the open-crotch panties, and I was thinking, despite my initial reservations, that I was going to enjoy this.
When you came back into the room after I'd changed, you expressed your approval of my lingerie choice, and again I was so pleased when you said I looked great. There was nothing subtle about the bra, my nipples poked blatantly through the slits in the cups. With the panties, very little was on show, and as you looked at them, my stomach lurched with excitement again. You remarked that it was refreshing to see a woman with some natural hair. Most women, you explained, either trimmed it so short it was hardly worth keeping or shaved completely.
I was trimmed, and shaved at the sides, but liked to keep a full, natural growth just above my pussy lips. A bit strange perhaps, but also part of my wee hang-up. However, I wanted to show off my growth rather than my pussy lips and had pulled as much of my "bush," through the gap in the panties as I could. I felt so daring, and quite sexy, showing off, but not quite going the whole way.
Having already said I would be doing some nude shots I don't think you were prepared for my reticence in showing myself. We started taking pictures again, and in a couple of the poses, which I realise now was designed to show off the open nature of the panties, I was a bit reluctant to keep my knees apart. I was annoyed with myself too, because I really wanted to do it, but I couldn't quite overcome my embarrassment.
