My name is Daniel but everyone calls me Dan. I live with my gorgeous wife, Samantha (Sam) and my 22 year old son, Kyle.
Sam is 41 and looks 31. She is petite at 5'2" and weighs about 110. She has blonde hair and blue eyes and keeps in shape by exercising. Her tits are more than a mouthful with big nipples. Her ass is firm.
Kyle is 5'9", about 170 with an athletic body. He used to play baseball in school.
We live in a large colonial in upper Westchester, NY. I used to travel the world helping companies resolve their problems.
Sam and I got married when we were 19, much to the chagrin of our families and we had Kyle right away. It just so happened that I knew someone who thought I had the ability to analyze and resolve problems and landed a great job that was well paying and allowed me to travel. I never disappointed him and rose up the corporate ladder quickly.
Before I knew it, I was always flying somewhere, leaving my wife and son home. I never saw my son grow up or attend one of his baseball games. Hell, I even missed his graduation.
The only thing I accomplished in those years was that I made a lot of money, bought this huge house and had expensive cars. My wife and I drifted apart and I couldn't blame her.
Now, with this stupid new virus, my traveling days were over. The upside was thay it allowed me to spend more time with my family.
I made an office in the house and worked from there. At least I would be home now.
Sam helped me get organized and in a short time, I was working out of the house.
I started learning more and more about my wife and son and what I had missed. Sam and I got closer.
As the weeks went by Sam and I managed to get our act together and fell in love all over again.
Just so you know, before I traveled, Sam and I used to enjoy swapping with our friends once in awhile but that was long ago. We talked about renewing that but put it on hold for now.
One night Sam told me that Kyle wanted to be a professional photographer. I told her I didn't even know he was into photography.
She told me that he was the chief photographer in school and even did freelance work to get experience and make money.
I was surprised and very happy for him.
The next morning I mentioned to Kyle that his mother told me about his love for photography. We talked about it and I found out that my son knew what he wanted. He quickly ran and got me some photos he took which were exceptional.
As we had breakfast, I said, "Kyle, it seems like you are ready to take the next step. Would you like to open your own studio?"
Kyle looked at his mother, then me and said, "Sure dad, but I don't have the money for that. Between finding a studio and getting all the equipment and hiring a helper, I couldn't do it."
I looked at Sam and then Kyle and replied, "How much would that cost? Give me a ballpark figure."
Kyle said, "I did a work up a few months ago just to get an idea and it came out to be $100,000."
I looked at him and said, "Will you take a check?"
He sat there with his mouth open and replied, "You would give me that money."
I answered, "No. But I will lend it to with no interest with a payout in ten years and I would be a very silent partner."
Sam jumped in and said, "I could help you as well. I can keep the books, make appointments and even model for you so you can create a portfolio."
My son practically leapt out of his chair and hugged and kissed his mother and shook my hand.
Then Kyle said that we would start things rolling as soon as possible.
Over the next few weeks, Kyle said he found a studio that was in a good area and that the rent was reasonable.
In the meantime, Sam bought Kyle a computer with printer, monitor and the works for his business. She even bought some new clothes and bathing suits for her son to photograph her in for his portfolio.
Kyle had business cards made up as well flyers announcing the opening of his studio in two months.
Since the studio wasn't ready yet, Sam posed for various pictures in different outfits for Kyle . She even got photographed in her wedding dress, which she still fit into.
Kyle used a basement room for a dark room.
By this time, the studio was almost ready and the furniture was brought in.
It wouldn't be long now.
Usually, over dinner we discussed the studio and how things were going. Kyle told us that he already got some local businesses as clients to do work for.
Although Kyle specialized in portraits, he was capable of doing any kind of photography, including video.
One night he told us that a friend of his asked if he would do a video of him and his girlfriend for their personal use.
I looked at him and said, "He wants you to video them having sex?"
Kyle looked at me and said he would for the right amount and that it was just a photo shoot."
Sam said, "Dan, what's the big deal. They get naked, they fuck and Dan gets paid and a sees a free show. Hell, if I were Dan, I would do it."