This story is about the journey of a sweet naïve wife who does her first boudoir photoshoot that turns into more modeling opportunities. If you haven't read "Naïve Wife Boudoir Photoshoot", please get acquainted with her character.
Amy had an amazing week, her first calendar photoshoot with several more sessions ahead to complete the calendar for Robert's motorcycle club.
She just left the bank, depositing her first check for $12,000 in an account in just her name to hide from her husband, Brian. Leaving the bank with a growing confidence and a smile, she made her way to pick up the boys from school to take them to ice cream and a trip to Game Stop. While the boys browsed the new games and talked to the "cool" clerks, she answered her phone seeing Lizzy on her phone.
"Hey Lizzy!"
'Well? How did it go? Did you wear the white corset?" Lizzy asked with excitement.
"Lizzy it was so much fun!" stepping outside the store to talk. "I wore the corset, a baby doll, and a bikini. I felt so sexy!"
"Oh shit! I bet you looked hot as fuck! Tell me about the lingerie and bikini. I need details!"
"I'm with the boys right now," she laughed. "The bikini pics put Tonya's red bikini to shame!" laughing at herself. "Jerry will have my pictures tomorrow, how about I stop by after and show you?"
"Look who's the slut now!" Lizzy teased. "Damn, I can't wait to see you. My nipples just tingled."
"Oh my god! Stop it! You're going to make me wet," she teased back.
"You better come over right after. Kisses! See you tomorrow, Ames," hanging up with a grin Amy could see through the phone.
Walking back into the store wearing a smile, knowing Lizzy was going to go crazy seeing her sexy pictures. Feeling herself getting wet as she stepped into the aisle with her boys, she almost laughed at herself.
"You guys find the one you wanted?" looking at her boys excited for their new games.
Driving home was all noise and excitement with the boys in the back talking about their games. Her car display alerted her of a message, "Robert" displayed on the center console screen. She quickly disconnected her phone from her car and looked at her Apple watch for the text.
"I saw your new pictures- gorgeous!" was Robert's text.
Her heart started racing, blushing, knowing he saw her boudoir photos. She suddenly felt aroused, flushed, and getting hot, so she rolled her window down for some air.
"Thank you," she quickly replied.
"I have a task for you, baby girl."
"Oh? I'm ready," she replied nervously.
"I want you to wear a knee length or shorter skirt, tank or crop top, red thong, and matching bra to your appointment with Jerry tomorrow. Put your hair in a ponytail with lip gloss. Understand?" smile emoji.
"Yes, Sir," blushing emoji. Her heart beat faster, she could feel the heat on her skin rising, trying to think what she had in her closet to wear. Other than her comfy sundresses, she didn't own any skirts. "Hey guys, Mom needs to make a quick stop at a store," as she headed to the mall.
She knew a store that would be sure to have something she wanted, Forever21. She found what she was looking for within a couple of minutes, a black pleated mini skirt on a mannequin wearing a red tank top. Perfect.
Amy hardly slept all night, thinking about her developed pictures in the morning, hoping they were as hot and sexy as she felt posing for them. She was up and awake by the time Brian got out of the shower, wishing him a good day as she passed him in the hall to take her shower.
"You're not working out this morning?" he asked curiously.
Peeling off her booty shorts and tee, "No, my quads and butt are a little sore from a hard workout this week. I need to rest my muscles," she responded without looking at him.
Hearing the garage door close on his way to work, taking the boys to school, her fingers went to work, thinking about her new modeling career. The poses she did in front of the camera and the poses she wanted to do, showing the camera her bare pussy, her fingers opening her pink lips. Squeezing her nipples with her legs wide, knowing the camera was capturing the glistening on her wet married pussy. Suddenly the thoughts of Robert fucking her from behind in the shower flooded her mind while her finger worked her clit furiously, but unable to orgasm within her limited time.
She wasn't sure why she was so nervous, maybe it was the unknown of seeing her actual photos. Wondering if Jerry captured every detail of her body. Her phone beeped while at a red light. "Robert" is displayed on the screen.
"Thinking about you!" was the simple text.
Her face flushed, and her heart started beating harder. Feeling like a schoolgirl passes notes in class, she replied, "Thank you. Always thinking of you."
Smile emoji, evil grin emoji response. She giggled to herself, at the emojis. "I'm nervous to see my photos," she confessed.
"Don't be. I saw them last night. You are hot! I have another task for you!"
"I hope so. Yeah? Anything for you," she typed and sent too quickly, regretting the last part.
"At the next light, slide your panties off and send me a selfie."
Her face flushed and she immediately got wet at the task. At the next light, she reached under her skirt, pulled her red thong down her legs, set it on her lap, and took a selfie with a big smile.
"Good girl," was the simple reply.
She pictured his strong voice telling her, "Good girl,' with proudness in his voice. She wanted to surprise him with something. She put her panties to her lips, letting it hang from her mouth, and sent him a pouty face selfie.
"Oh, you naughty little girl. Keep those panties off the rest of the day."
"Yes, Sir. Pulling into the studio now."
Walking into the studio and upstairs to Jerry's office, wearing her black pleated skirt, red crop tank, and sandals, she saw a black leather booklet on his desk and a 25x36 picture frame covered in a protective cover. "Good morning, Jerry," she greeted with a nervous smile.
"Hey, beautiful! I have never had so much fun with a boudoir photoshoot. You made this so much fun for me. I'm shocked with how natural you are in front of the camera."
"Thank you. I had so much fun doing it," sitting down in a leather guest chair.
"Maybe too much fun?" Jerry teased, letting her know he was referring to displaying herself more than she expected.
"Um, maybe," she blushed, looking down, clamping her thighs tight.
"I knew you wouldn't mind," began Jerry, turning the black booklet to Amy, "I took it upon myself to put your album together, and choose the photo for your husband."
"That's great. I can't wait to see them," leaning forward on the desk to view the booklet.
Jerry opened the booklet, starting with the photos of the bikini pics in various stages and positions she remembered. She felt like a true model, seeing herself in print, looking beautiful and sexy. As they flipped through the pages, he made comments and compliments on her body, poses, and things he would have done differently shooting her. When he flipped the page towards the end, the photo of her in her corset, on the couch, her tits hanging, almost exposed, showing the curve of her ass filled the page.
"Oh shit!" Amy gasped, hand over her mouth.
"Pretty hot, huh?" chuckled Jerry.
"Oh my god, Jerry, thank you so much! I can't believe it's me!" she stammered, on the verge of tears seeing herself look so beautiful.
"Well then, I think you are going to love the gift to your husband," reaching down and lifting the large frame onto his desk and pulling the cover off.
With her hand over her chest, catching her breath, was the full version of the photo of her on the couch in her corset. They talked about the lighting, the position, and her body, as they both admired the photo of her.
"I'd love to keep staring at your sexy self all morning, but Robert is on his way over to review the next shootings. But I also wanted to give you this," handing her a small thumb drive. "These are the pics I didn't think you would want anyone else to see," he said with a naughty grin. "They are pretty hot!"
"Thank you for being discreet. Robert is coming by? Today?" she asked curiously changing subjects.
"Yes, he wants to speed the process up and go over colors and months. You can join in the planning if you want?"
"Oh, um, yeah. I would love that"
"I am," his voice announced from behind, startling her. "Hey beautiful, glad you are here. Would you like to join in the planning process?" putting his hand on her shoulder with a light squeeze as he took a seat next to her.
"Good morning," she replied, blushing, looking into his bright blue eyes.
"You look stunning as ever, Amy!" letting his eyes roam over her chest to her thighs.
"Stop it. And thank you," blushing.
"Thank you," he said quietly for her. "So let's go over some things. Last week was great, and perfect layouts- great job to you both. But we need to pick up the pace. I want it to be printed and out for delivery and sale by November. Can we do 3 bikes a day next Tuesday and Wednesday, then a Saturday shoot with 3 and some group photos and credits for the back page of the calendar?"
Amy sat back in her seat, worried about the time commitment. Would she make it home for the boys after school, then a full Saturday away had her on edge. "I can use a girl's day excuse, and a couple of days being late won't be noticed," she thought, wringing her hands in her lap.
"I can make that happen, Robert. Amy, how about you? Can you make it happen with the boy after school?"
"Um, yeah. I can make it work. Just need to make some arrangements," she said, an obvious worry on her face.
"How can I help?" Robert offered, turning towards her, his hand now on her knee.
"Um, no need. Just need to arrange someone for the boys, and Saturday," offering Robert a soft smile.
"Great!' his hand patting her thigh, slightly higher and leaving it there as he pivoted back to Jerry. "Jerry, I want this to be unique and different. So let's get creative on the scenery and displaying the bikes."
