After Dancing and stripping for several months, one evening a gentleman approached me. He ask if I would be interested in posing for a set of boudoir pictures. I took his number, and told him I would think about it and let him know.
I knew that I loved to wear and be seen in soft and sexy lingerie. I could imagine how much I would enjoy being photographed, while wearing something sheer and sexy!
As everyone knows by now, I love the attention, the fewer clothes the better. My name is Raye, and I'm a mature stripper. Maybe you've read about some of my exploits under, (My Mother The Stripper.)
After a week or so, I decided that I'd like to pose for a session. You know, just to see how well I photographed. I needed pictures for my website anyways, so why not.
I had several outfits that I really like. I finally decided on two different outfits. The first was my favorite, all white bra, panties and garters, complete with white stockings along with a men's white shirt.
My second choice consisted of suntan thigh highs, with a pink bra and matching thong, no garter belt. Either one would do as far as I was concerned, but I really preferred the white ensemble.
The photographer's name was Rich. Rich is a good looking guy in his early forties. His studio is located on the southeast side of Atlanta.
I packed my clothes into the car, and away I went. I had scheduled for an afternoon shoot, around two o'clock. I arrived on time, if you me, it's hard to believe!
When I entered the studio, Rich was waiting. After I showed him my outfits, he suggested that I try both. He wanted to start with the white ensemble. He led me to a small room to the side of the studio, that he used as a dressing room. I removed my street clothes, and dressed in my white lingerie.
When I walked out of the dressing room, his assistant Krissy, was there to assist me. It wasn't long before she realized that I was very comfortable, even in only my lingerie.
After all, I am a stripper. I had taken my natural color four inch heels along. Rich didn't approve of them, instead he wanted me to try a pair of six inch heels, he had there at the studio. It took some time, but soon, I was walking comfortably in them. Hum, I thought, I may have to buy a pair of these.
For the first fifteen minutes, he had me pose in a number of different positions, I guess that's how he determines how and when I looked my best. After fifteen minutes or so, we both took a break. I had forgotten just how tiring modeling can be.
After a short break, we continued with the shoot. Five minutes in, I removed my bra, for a few teasing shots, then my panties for more. He liked both type of shots. Hidden, or teasing, along with full exposure. It was fun, I was feeling all tingly inside. I really enjoyed the session. While photographing me, Rich had an idea.
"Raye, would you be comfortable posing with other men in attendance?" He ask.
I smiled, "well, it depends on what you have in mind."
Rich smiled and continued, "I really like the white ensemble, and I've got a great idea Raye. I have a garage down the road from here, they've been wanting me to do a photo calendar for them. Until now, I really didn't know just what I wanted, But I do now." He said.
"And what do you want Rich?" I ask.
He smiled, "I love the white lingerie, and in a greasy dirty garage, even better! If you agree to the shoot, I'll do your pictures for free. The only cost you'll have is your white lingerie. After the shoot, they probably won't be white anymore!"
I liked my white lingerie, but it would be easy to replace. "Sure Rich, I'm game. Lets do this!" I said.
Rich told me he was calling the garage, and if everything worked out, we would head that way this very afternoon.
He returned, with a grin on his face, "it's a go Raye."
I hadn't brought a robe, or any kind of cover, except for the white shirt. Luckily Rich had one. I put it on, and walked to my car. I was to follow him to the garage.
On the way there, I thought, wow, I'm gonna be a garage calendar girl, pretty cool huh! I followed Rich for about five minutes. I pulled up along side of him, as he parked in the garage parking lot. We both walked inside the garage.
The time was now three thirty. When we walked in, the manager introduced himself. "Hello, I'm Rod, I'm very pleased to meet you." He stuck out his hand. Oh my it was extremely greasy!
I nodded and smiled, "It's nice to meet you Rod, I'm Raye."