Two teenage girls Amie aged 19 and Jenny aged 18 were my neighbors. They both had a reputation as being sluts. I never had much to do with the Amie. She was always out with her scummy boyfriend. Jenny was more of a homebody. She would come by and say hello once in a while, even though she knew I had a steady girlfriend. I thought of her as more of a sister or friend than anything else.
One afternoon I was at home after college and to break the monotony of my studies I went to my dark room in my garden to develop some recent photos. I heard a knock on the door.
"Hi David, Its Jenny here, are you there"
"Yes, give me a minute to put away the film before I open the door"
I finished all the dark room work and then opened the door to great my neighbor She had her blonde hair tied up in a ponytail, her cheeks were bright red and her brow was sweaty. She was dressed in a pink t back top and black spandex running tights.
I had never looked at her in a sexual way before, and I had never noticed her figure before either. She would normally dress in old baggy jeans and oversized old t-shirts.
"I just went for a long run and I forgot my house keys. I am locked out, so I took the chance that you were home and I have come to visit."
I finished putting my developing materials in the drawer and then turned around. Jenny was leaning forward looking at some of my pictures on the table. The sight of her ass tightly wrapped in the shiny spandex pants awoke my hormones. She had a little round butt, which sucked in the spandex material up the middle seam. Her butt cheeks were framed at the bottom by an upward arc as the material strained against her taught hamstring muscles. The material stretched tightly around her hips, butt and legs. I noticed that it was slightly sheer as she stretched forward. At the seam by the waist I could clearly see the label showing through as I peered closely looking for that panty line, but there was none. The top was equally sexy. It had a t back with exposed shoulders, the t back connected to the front under the arms. It was probably too high cut for a girl with larger breasts. I could see the raw flesh of her boobs exposed on the sides. I could see the straps of a white bra by the side of the t back, but it was also skimpy. I wanted so much to run my fingers along these voluptuous breasts, feeling the soft white skin.
"Wow, your photos are great. I never knew you were such a pro!" Jenny remarked as she turned around to face me.
She noticed that I was staring at her ass. I could see that "I know what you are doing" expression on her face, followed by her stretching her shoulders backwards and pushing her chest outwards so that her ample sized C breasts stood out, in contrast to her petite frame. I felt embarrassed at being caught out ogling her.
I stuttered in response "Yes my passion in photography, I find it a great outlet for my creativity."
Jenny walked up to look at the photos I had handing up to dry.
"Wow! Did you take these photos? They are so sexy! is this a girlfriend of yours?"
I responded "I do some freelance work at a studio called Starshots and they do modeling portfolios for people. This girl was given a birthday gift from her fiancΓ© to be made up and then have photos taken."
"I have heard of that but I didn't know they took such raunchy pictures."
"Well, the model can choose what to wear or not wear. They have bags of attire ranging from formal wear to lingerie and swimsuits and even fetish, and a lot take advantage of the opportunity to be a bit more daring" I explained to her.
Jenny amazed, continued looking at the newly developed photos of Angie, some with her topless and others dressed in lingerie and skimpy outfits.
"I have wanted to get a modeling portfolio done for some time, but it's so expensive. Would you consider helping me out with a few photos?" Jenny asked me.
I started to fantasize about taking photos of Jenny nude, so I answered her quickly without even giving it any thought.
'Sure, I have sometime today."
Jenny continued looking at the photos mesmerized "This girl has a really sexy figure. How old is she?" Jenny asked.
"I am not sure, I think early twenties. You have just reminded me that I need to return the gear she used for modeling to the studio. She put the bag in my car when we went to the beach to take some last photos and forgot to take it out when we returned to the studio."
I had finished my work in the dark room I closed the door as we walked through my backyard to the house.
"You still seeing that girl, what was her name, Nikki?" she asked me out of the blue.
"Actually, no, we broke up a few months ago. " I answered.
Nikki was the opposite of Jenny. She was quiet shy, inhibited and far too conservative. The only thing is common was that she also like to go running, but she would only ever wear baggy running shorts. She never wore anything tight, and if we ever saw girls wearing tight clothes she would call them sluts. I hated that about Nikki. All it meant was that I would have to feast me eyes on every girl I saw in the streets or gym that did wear running tights lusting after them.
We entered my house and went to the living room, where Jenny sat down on the sofa"
"David, I would like to have photos taken, can we do it now?"
"Yes, would you like to do it here?" I asked her.