"One-hour photo, this is Shannon. Can I help you?" Said the voice after two rings. It was a very feminine voice β and young. Probably no more than mid-twenties.
"Yeah Shannon, I have a question but it's a bit unusual. Uh, I guess I should just ask it" I said
"That would be a good first step" Shannon replied and laughed. A giggle really. I could hear her moving things on the counter, the constant hum of the film processing machine and the background noise of the mall the store was located in. "We get all kinds of questions β believe me." She continued, her voice sounded like she was smiling.
"Well, my question is β do you have a policy or anything about developing nude photographs?" I asked. I wondered if she could hear the excitement in my voice β the slight breathlessness that seems to find its way into my voice whenever I ask this question.
"Um, actually the owner doesn't let us do them." She said dropping her voice to a more somber level. "He's no fun at all" she added with a laugh. Not a laugh to cover her nervousness but one honest and comfortable. She wasn't really phased by the question β probably had answered it dozens of times before.
"Oh no." I said with disappointment "I was really hoping you guys could do them. I'm having trouble finding a place to print them for me. They're not all that bad." I told her emphasizing the word "that" hoping to continue the conversation.
"We do get a lot of them in but if we notice them when they're developed we're not supposed to print them." Shannon said.
"Not supposed to?" I asked letting the question hang between us.
Shannon laughed. "Sometimes we just can't help it you know. We just can't turn the machine off in time." Her voice full of conspiracy and aware of the implications that could be drawn.
"So if I were to distract youβ¦.." I said slowly, "You might accidentally print my pictures?" I asked matching her tone.
Shannon, with enthusiasm said "You know, that could happen. I guess it's not a perfect system after all. Sometimes things fall through the cracks." She was now openly laughing at our game. Then seriously "There are no children involved are there?" When I told her no she said "I'll tell you what, come in after 8 in the evening when the owner is gone and I will "accidentally" do them for you."
"That would be great" I said knowing that my excitement was beginning to creep into my voice. "They're actually X-rated though" I told her "not just nudes."
"I sort of figured that β no problem. I'm over twenty one so I can see that stuff." She replied
"You said that you do get some of these pictures in. How uh, β¦. provocativeβ¦. do they get?" I asked her, now fully aroused and feeling encouraged by her commitment to customer service.
"You name it and we've seen it. It can be pretty entertaining in here some days." She admitted to me.
"Uh, OK β oral sex?" I asked
"Sure β that's probably the most common." she said very matter-of-factly.
"So you don't mind doing them? I mean, I don't want to offend anyone or get in trouble. I'm a little nervous about it all"
"Oh no, not at all. I consider it to be one of the perks of the job." She laughed with just a hint of embarrassment. "And don't be nervous β you can't get into trouble."
"My pictures are of my wife and I." I told her, trying prolong the conversation. Shannon replied with an "uh-huh" "In some I do have an erection." I confessed to her. Now touching myself for the first time, enjoying the feel of my thumb as it slid across the swollen head.
"I should hope so otherwise they're not really x-rated are they" Shannon laughed. Her statement more exciting in that moment than almost anything I could imagine.
"And some are of my wife going down on me and even of us masturbating." I continued, wondering if this rush of information would shock her. I was sure the excitement was now unmistakable in my voice.
"It sounds like you two had a good time" Shannon said casually but now without the laugh. The pause was just long enough to be meaningful. She was probably aware of my excitement. Did she think this was an obscene phone call? She was unclear where to take the conversation from here but seemingly eager to go wherever it led.
"And in a couple of the photos I am coming." I told her. I was now talking slowly, deeply, my voice thick with excitement. My fingers now glided over the slippery head and closed around the shaft in a slow downward stroke.
"Cool." Was her only response. And then, to fill the silence "The big finish huh? We get all that so we won't be shocked."
"So you don't think anyone will be offended or anything." I asked trying to compose my voice.
"No problem. After 8 in the evening the owner is gone and we're a pretty young group so it won't bother us at all."
"How many of you guys are going to see our pictures?" I asked her, reluctant to conclude our conversation.
"Tonight it's just me and David. Or, if you want I can do it, or just David can. "
"I definitely want you to" I told her quickly. "And I think it would be cool if David saw them too. I love to show off my wife and I guess I have some exhibitionism in me." I was now steadily sliding my hand up the shaft of my penis, over the head and then back down, thrusting upward slightly against my hand.
"Yeah, I would say so. Shannon laughed. "So something for me and something for David. I don't think I'll have a problem convincing David to take a look at your wife. But he'll see you too β is that OK?" Was she teasing me, aware that I was aroused?
"And in action" I told her. "Yeah, I think I will like that to tell you the truth." I was close but trying to remain in control.
"Very cool. David lives for these kinds of pictures." She said. "So when are you coming in?"
"I think I can come in tonight. You're open till what time?" I asked.
"I am here till 9. If you can't come between 8 and 9 tonight could you come in tomorrow night? I'll be here until 10."
"Don't want to miss the pictures huh?" I teased.
"I feel invested in them now that we've talked so long." She laughed sounding just slightly embarrassed.
"Should I just drop them off or bring them right to you?" I asked
"You should give them to me. And introduce yourself. What's your name?"
"Kevin" I replied.
"OK Kevin, I'll see you either tonight or tomorrow night."
"Yes, you sure will see me." I said, my voice straining as I watched my cock erupt in a streaming white climax.
I could hear her laugh as she hung up the phone. I continued to slowly stroke my slick, highly sensitive and now softening penis, already beginning to replay the conversation in my head.