by Philip Johnson
Chapter One
"Look toward me now and put your hand up to your blouse like this," and he showed what he meant by touching his own chest. "Yeah, like that, now just smile" and he took her picture.
"Honestly Will, I don't know why you want to take my picture all the time, we're together every night and weekend."
"I know Tessa, and I love to look at you, but I enjoy taking your picture and looking at them too. You are so pretty and so sexy."
"I am not."
"Of course you are. Your tummy is as flat as a table, your modest breasts are works of art, and your hips and butt give men fantasies."
"I don't want to give men fantasies, just my husband."
"And you do, honey. I love you and I just can't get enough of you." She got up then and put her arms around him.
"I love you too, and you know I'd do just about anything for you, so I don't mind the pictures so much I guess."
"Does that mean you'll let me take one of you without your blouse?"
"Will."
"Please?" She just smiled then and slowly removed her blouse for him.
"Okay, but that's as far as I'm going."
"Thank you, honey."
Will took her picture and as he did he said, "Thanks for wearing those sexy shorts for me too. Maybe one day you'll let me take your picture in a bikini."
"No, I look skinny and awful in a bikini."
"You look stunning in a bikini. You take my breath away and you know you do."
"Well, I'm glad you think so, and I'm glad you like your new camera."
"I do. In fact, I was bragging about it to a guy at work just today. He wants a new camera too and wants to see my new one." It had taken Will months to get her to pose for him, and more months before he ever got a picture of her in a modest two piece bathing suit. Tessa was a good looking woman, small framed, and modest breasts, that fit her perfectly and to him, her best feature were her flat belly, and butt, and legs that begged to be touched and admired. Because of her small frame, her face had a fine quality to it and she was quick to blush, which just added to her charm and allure. His only real complaint about her, was at the age of twenty five, she was still somewhat timid and insecure, despite her having a body and face that made some guys watch her walk by. "Honey, just one more. Unhook your bra and just hold it with one hand so it doesn't fall away."
"Okay, but I don't want you to take my picture if it slips."
"If I do, I'll delete it."
"Promise?"
"Of course."
She did as he asked and he took a couple more shots of her that were pretty sexy, but he knew that was as far as she would go. But that was a big improvement over the last time he photographed her. He was making progress with her, but it seemed to be taking forever. He was determined to photograph her naked at the very least. For his last shots he said, "Let your bra drop and put your arm across your breasts honey. That way, I can't see much more than if you still had your bra on."
She took it off and looked down as she put her arm across her breasts and cupped her right breast. It only took him minutes to move around and take pictures of her from every angle, doing his best to show as much of her breasts as he could before they made love.
It was about ten days later when he approached her again while she was sunning in their backyard. She was in her two piece bathing suit that covered almost as much as a one piece, but she was still timid. He plied her with compliments, and then he teased her as he knelt down and teased her pretending he was trying to take her top off. "Oh honey, not out here in our backyard." He was smiling as he continued to tease her and she was smiling as he made over her and kissed her chest as his fingers coaxed their way under the bottom edge of her top. "Honey, now behave," was her plea, but her face was getting flushed so he knew she was weakening. When her top slipped up and exposed her breasts, he kissed them and tongued her nipples as her pleas became weaker and her soft moans became louder.
"Honey, let me take your picture with your top off, please."
Her voice was soft as she said, "Honey, my breasts are so small." Her protests were getting weaker so he knew he would get his way.
"Honey, thirty two B is not small, especially on your frame. I've told you a hundred times that I love your breasts."
He added a few more kisses and suckled her nipples again and she finally said, "Okay, if you're sure the neighbors can't see me."
"You're safe honey, I wouldn't expose you to them." Then he removed her top and draped it over the arm of her lounge and grabbed his camera before she could change her mind. For the next ten minutes, he photographed her from every conceivable angle, and even talked her into cupping one of her breasts with her hand. She slowly warmed to his continuous flattery and attention and relaxed enough, that he could see her giving in to removing her bottoms for him before too long.
When he was done, he went back to kissing her and let his hands roam until she told him, "Honey, let's go inside." It was only minutes later when they were in bed and making love. He lay on his side then and said, "See what happens when I take your picture, we get so turned on that we just have to make love. You are so sexy that I just can't resist you for too long."
She turned on her side and smiled as she said, "Do I really excite you?"
"Couldn't you tell? You know now that I have pictures of you with your top off, maybe you'll consider letting me take some of you in just your panties."
"I'll think about it, okay?" He just smiled then and kissed her softly. He was pretty sure it would happen now, and that was just one step from having her naked in front of the camera. Getting her to trim her bush just might take a lot of persuading however.
It was a few days later when Will's friend Jim was going to stop by and look at Will's camera. "Tessa, would you do me a big favor?"