'Would you like to unbutton one more?'
I watched through the shutter as her delicate fingers slowly unbuttoned another button on her light pink blouse. An expanse of creamy white skin, lightly dusted with freckles, peeked out as she pulled her hands away. The inner curve of her firm breasts made for a nice cleavage.
Click. Click. Click.
I shot a rapid series of pictures just as her hand drew back, catching the movement as her hand tugged ever so slightly at the blouse in the process.
'Very nice, you look lovely. Keep going, let loose before the camera.'
She was still a little nervous, I could tell. The way she kept biting her lip told me as much, and the way her pulse fluttered in her neck. Excited too, from the hard nubs her nipples made. Was that a hint of musky arousal I could smell too?
'Are you sure this is okay?' She asked in a shaky voice.
'Of course,' I smiled, 'it's perfectly normal to be nervous at first. Why don't you grab some water and take five minutes before we continue. These boudoir shots take a lot of courage, but I'm sure your fiancé will go wild when he sees them, you look gorgeous in that outfit.'
And out of it, I thought to myself. But all in good time.
I rose from where I was sitting before her on the floor, her legs only semi-modestly covered by the fake schoolgirl skirt. Lisa was a college student who had taken the bait in my local newspaper ad. Boudoir-style photoshoots at half price if I could publish an agreed upon selection of shots. It was a sweet deal, where the customer got a professional shoot at a very pleasant price, and I got images to sell to magazines and websites. It was all above board and very much legit.
Unbeknownst to any of my models, there was a third set; one they had no recollection of posing for. Technically, they were akt-style, and in most cases, a couples shoot. Those pictures never saw the outside of my workroom. They were part of my very own private gallery of conquests.
I sat there, lost in remembrance and anticipation as Lisa walked back into the upstairs studio. She was really quite gorgeous. Medium height, with a curvy build, though no excess weight, she was just well rounded in all the right places. Her skin was very pale, almost like heavy cream, with a liberal spattering of rust-red freckles from her hair to the top of her torso. Maybe even lower as well, as I was sure I would discover as the photoshoot progressed.
Her face was almost heart-shaped, with a cute nose and fiery green eyes that sparkled in my studio lights. Atop it all was an artfully shapeless mass of bright copper curls that cascaded down to her shoulders.
Lisa walked past me with a smile and sat down on the low couch. We were in my upstairs studio, a single large room with various furniture to allow for all kinds of scenes. This particular shoot was supposed to be a bedroom boudoir style. The king-sized bed made a nice backdrop as she sat and pretended to undress, as per our agreed scene. Lisa had been a little reluctant at first, unsure what to include in the shoot that was a birthday present for her fiancé.
I had showed her my portfolio, a selection of particularly good shots I had taken over the years, selected to showcase both my skill and the variations possible. She had liked the idea of a blouse and skirt first and then a simulated strip before bed, allowing for both a modest strip tease sequence, some lingerie and nightwear.
She was still undecided on the topic of nudity, and we had decided to start shooting first and decide as we went.
'I have an idea that might help you relax,' I began, preparing the camera for action. 'Try and pretend I'm your fiancé, he's the one who'll get these pictures, after all'
Lisa nodded and bit her lip again in that endearing fashion. This time I got it on camera as well.
'Excellent, just continue where we left off. Open the rest of the buttons, one at a time.'
She did just that, my camera clicking busily as more and more of the cleavage and stomach appeared. When she had the front completely undone, she held the two lapels halfway closed, looking expectantly at me.
'Very nice! You have such flawless skin!'
Compliments are important, and my very own little trick of course.
'Now remove the blouse slowly, pull it open and push your chest out a little as you do it. Look at the camera seductively. Yes! Just like that!'
My camera clicked like crazy, catching every nuance as she removed her blouse and let it fall to the bed. I rose carefully, adjusting my hardening cock as I looked at her firm breasts contained in a lacy, semi-transparent bra. I took a couple more shots as she sat there, both whole figure and close-ups of her upper body. Zooming a little, I was able to frame most of her head and the top of her breasts at once, her pink areolas visible through the lacy material.
'That was just perfect, now get up slowly and walk around to the side of the bed.'
She did that, and I followed her movement, clicking away to catch the elegant curves of her body as she walked. Lisa stopped by the side of the bed and looked back at me over her shoulder.
'Great, hold it there and stretch your arms in the air like you would after a long day.'
I stepped back to get her whole figure in frame.
'Perfect! Now spin slowly around once as I come closer.'
