Mike drove to the photographers shop and dropped Cindy off out front while he went around to the back and parked the car. She entered and greeted the photographer, Paul. "Hello, we have a 4 O'clock Christmas photo session."
"Welcome, Cindy? And your husband Mike will be joining us, correct?" He marked off their arrival in his computer.
"Yes, he is parking the car." She answered and looked around at all the glamorous photos on the walls. "You do beautiful work." She complemented as she walked around the waiting area.
Paul admired her form as she moved, such a woman was easy to make glamorous. She wore a tight red sweater with white trim and had jingle bell ear rings. Her red and white candy cane striped tights clung to her legs. The Christmas fantasy of half the men in town if he guessed right. Mike entered and Paul greeted him. "You must be the lucky man, Mike?" He held out his hand to shake Mike's. "My job will be so easy with such a cute wife and husband to shoot."
Mike shook his hand and flushed a bit, he always felt nervous about other men admiring Cindy, but he loved it just the same. "Thank you. We certainly don't know what to do, so we are in your capable hands."
Cindy came over and took Mike's hand as Paul opened the door to the back. "Not to worry. you are my last models for the day, so there is no rush and we can get everything just right." Paul reassured them as the entered a high roofed space with a cozy fireplace in the corner and a large Christmas tree beside it.
Paul guided them to a pose between the fireplace and the tree. He took a few pictures and gave them directions about where to stand and how to hold each other. "These will make fine Christmas cards." He said. "Now lets have you sitting in front of the tree." He suggested. "Pierre, bring the bench over." He called to his assistant.
Pierre a well muscled man in his late twenties carried over a wooden bench and placed it on some marks on the floor. "They do look like a cute couple." He told Paul as he moved back into the shadows.
Paul winked at him as he walked by. "Mike you sit on the bench, yes, just like that." He watched Mike get seated. "Now, Cindy you have a seat on his lap." He instructed. He came over and made some adjustments to each of them. Touching Cindy lightly as he got her arranged just right. He snapped a few pictures and then had her shift on Mike's lap. A few more pictures and another shift.
"We need something else..." Paul thought aloud. "Pierre, bring the toy box and a candy cane." He instructed. Pierre brought a box of props over and set it down beside Paul. Paul picked up a foot long candy cane and handed it to Cindy. "Don't worry, it is just a glass prop." He assured her.
"Good, I would hate to get my sweater sticky." She agreed. She held the prop a few different ways, even playing like she was bopping Mike on the forehead with it. They all laughed at that.
"Pretend you are tasting it Cindy." Paul suggested.
Mike sat transfixed as his wife put the straight end of the glass cane into her mouth. Her eyes were fixed on his as she licked around the tip, then slid it in a bit further. His cock grew underneath her and she wiggled so that her ass was rubbing his growing erection. She kind of forgot about Paul briefly as she sucked on the candy cane lustfully.
"That may be a bit too sexy for the Christmas card." Paul broke through the building tension. Cindy turned red as did Mike when they realized just where they were again. "We can do some of those pictures as well if you like." He suggested.
"I didn't bring anything of that nature to change into." Cindy made what she hoped was an adequate deflection. Mike was looking at her with a hungry look and she could feel his cock throbbing underneath her.
"Not to worry, we have an assortment of costumes and outfits of all types." Paul assured her.
"Maybe a red teddy by the fireplace for Santa?" Mike suggested.
Cindy blushed, but a teddy would cover most of her, and Mike did enjoy showing her off. "I guess we can try one outfit." She agreed.
"Perfect, Pierre will show you the changing room." Paul switched out his camera as Pierre led Cindy away. This left Mike sitting on the bench with an obvious erection, which he was trying to hide. "You may sit over here by me if you like Mike." Paul motioned to a directors chair nearby. "I think she had that effect on all of us." He added as Mike approached.
"She does have that effect on a lot of guys." Mike agreed.
"How sexy would you like these to get?" Paul asked rather directly. Mike stared, unsure what to say. "We can do R-rated, or explicit teasing or full on X-rated porn if you like. The pictures are just for you, well I do keep a back up copy just in case you lose them." He smiled at Mike.
"X-rated?" Mike thought aloud as he was shocked by the thought. His cock was twitching like it liked the idea. He was torn as always between propriety and desire.
"I'll see if we can talk her into it then." Paul assured him, pretending not to realize that Mike's statement was just a thought, not a request. Cindy entered before Mike could correct him.
Cindy lit up the room as she entered. Her legs were tone and covered in stockings with the same candy cane pattern she had worn earlier, just sheer and shimmering now. The waist of the red teddy was high cut to show off her hips and the thin taper in back framed her ass beautifully. The top took a deep plunge between her ample breasts, showing her curves along the inner edges. It was a satin material that clung to her such that her nipples could be seen poking up under the material. She had tied her hair up in a pony tail and put a red bow in it. Her smile as she walked over to the men was bright and excited. "How do I look?" She asked.
"Oh My God." Mike uttered, feeling as though his jaw had just hit the floor. "You look amazing."
