"Have you done it often?" I asked Rebecca as we waited for our next client last Friday.
"Only a couple of times," she replied, "but I really enjoyed it and she did too."
I thought about what she had told me about her experience with her roommate and how I would like to have been there with my camera. "Are you involved with a girl now?"
"No, silly!" she laughed, "I'm not a lesbian or anything, we were just experimenting. We both like boys. Warm, hard cocks are better than anything a girl can provide!"
I have a small portrait photography business and Rebecca is my assistant. She handles appointments and other office chores as well as hair and makeup as needed. I've found that having a female assistant with a friendly personality helps put clients at ease while I concentrate on staging, lighting and other technical aspects of my art.
My clients are mostly singles, couples and families who want standard studio portraits. Some want the full package that includes studio and location photos. Occasionally I'll have someone ask for what I call vanity portraits or boudoir shots. These usually involve lingerie and/or partial or total nudity. For the female clients it is especially nice to have Rebecca in the studio.
Up until recently I haven't advertised boudoir photography but that changed when Rebecca mentioned her tryst with another woman. One thing led to another until we came up with a plan. We decided to reserve Fridays for private sessions for singles and couples who wanted discrete personal photography services.
Rebecca placed ads in publications that cater to the younger, modern crowd and on Craig's List. She included a couple of nude images of herself with her face masked from her portfolio as examples. It wasn't long before we had Fridays booked a month ahead! It looked like we had found a niche that hadn't been served in our city.
Some clients wanted photos for their boyfriend or girlfriend. Others wanted photos of tattoo's that were near or on private places. We even had couples book sessions where they posed provocatively together or even performed sex acts in front of the camera.
Ours is a military town and that has been our primary moneymaker. Military wives come in for photos to send to their husbands or boyfriends who are away from home for extended periods. They tell their friends about our services. Word of mouth has helped us build a very nice list of clients.
We hadn't thought much about the lack of lesbian couples taking advantage of our services until last Friday. Shannon, whose boyfriend was stationed in Iraq, had booked a four-hour session, our last appointment of the day. She brought a dozen outfits including sexy outfits, a gorgeous sheer black nightgown, a tiny two-piece swimsuit and different panties and bras to pose in and out of.
"My, my. You've been shopping haven't you?" Rebecca asked Shannon as she unpacked.
"Well," Shannon responded, "He's seen all of my old outfits so I wanted these pictures to be with new stuff. You think he will like it?"
Rebecca said, "The only man who wouldn't like seeing you in that would have to be gay!"
"He's sure isn't gay," Shannon laughed, "When he is home on leave we spend the whole time in bed! He really knows how to make me happy and I like to return the favor."
"You're a lucky woman, Shannon," I told her, "And we are going to do our best to make him drool over your pictures."
"Great! I've seen pictures that you've made of some of my girlfriends," she told me, "You are really a good photographer."
"Thank you," I smiled, "every good photographer needs a good model and you show every sign that you'll be one of my favorites. You have a great figure and the outfits you've brought will enhance our photos."
Rebecca injected, "What do you want to wear first? The swimsuit might be a nice start. Wearing that instead of something more revealing will help you get used to the camera and us before moving on to something else."
"Good idea Rebecca'" I told her and turned to Shannon, "You can change in the dressing room over there. Rebecca will help you with the poses and freshen your makeup if you want. Your hair looks great. I'll setup a fan and a hair light to give it some life in the first pictures while you change."
Shannon nodded, picked up her outfits and walked to the dressing room, while I busied myself with the camera and lighting. I use a digital SLR connected to the studio computer. I have a large second monitor positioned so that the subjects (clients) can see the images as I make them. I also have music playing during photo sessions, relaxing stuff for a session like this one, up-tempo for some others.
After ten minutes or so Shannon exited the dressing room with a grin on her face. "I've never really done anything like this but it makes me feel so sexy!" she said as she did a quick turn, her shoulder-length blonde hair flying, so we could admire her swimsuit.
"I'm not surprised, "I chuckled, "You look super sexy to me."
"Me too," Rebecca said.
The top barely covered her B-cup breasts; the bottom was merely a small triangle of fabric held on by thin strings. The fabric was thin and, as we watched her walk to the set, her nipples made tiny tents in the top while her entire ass was on display.
Rebecca took over, directing Shannon to stand in front of the couch, turn sideways to the camera and place her hand on her hip. As she directed our client I captured images, each one showing on the monitor. Rebecca glanced at it from time to time and adjusted her position and facial expression to give me different looks for each photo.
At one point she turned her back to the camera, bent forward and looked over her shoulder giving us a great view of her bare ass. "I'm starting to feel really sexy, am I doing OK?" she asked as she wiggled her ass and giggled.
"Yes!" we both answered simultaneously.
She didn't seem at all modest and Rebecca took advantage of that by suggesting progressively more provocative poses. She had Shannon sit on the couch and bend over with her arms crossed under her breasts. Although she didn't have a lot up top, her arms pushed them up and together which made them appear larger than they actually were. When she saw that on the monitor she grinned and said, "Wow! This makes my boobs look big!"
Shannon sat back up and Rebecca moved behind the couch.
"I'm going to untie your top if you don't mind," she said, "You can cover your breasts with your hands. Your boyfriend will love the shot."
Shannon said tentatively, after a brief pause, "OK...I guess."
"Would it make you more comfortable if you weren't the only girl in the room who's topless?" Rebecca asked her.
