When Graham's daughter, Vicky, came to him that saturday afternoon, and asked him for his permission to do some glamour modelling, little did he know just what he was letting himself in for.
Vicky was only eighteen, and didn't need parental consent to have photos taken of her, but her mother having left them a few years back had made her close to her father. Graham had also grown close to Vicky since her mother had walked out, and she could twist him around her little finger. All it took was a flicker of her eyelashes, or a sexy pout from her lips, and he would agree to anything.
Vicky, while being only eighteen, had a great figure. Her boobs were a healthy 35c, and she had a firm ass, long legs, and a good all over tan, thanks to their secluded pool. Along with her pretty face and long brown hair, she was the ideal specimen. At 5ft 8ins tall she would have made a great catwalk model, but Vicky didn't want to spend her life walking up and down catwalks in hidious creations from one cooky designer to the next.
When his daughter had first asked him, Graham assumed it was for 'figure work', but as he read the consent release forms, he realised it was for lingerie modelling, he asked Vicky if she was sure she wanted to do this, she flicked her eyelashes at him, and he duly signed the form. The only stipulation he made, was that he would drive her to the studio, and he wanted to meet the photographer, just to make sure he was above board. Vicky agreed, meaning she wouldn't have to mess around with a bus, and it was arranged that she book the shoot for the following wednesday afternoon. Graham being lucky enough to work from home could pick and choose the hours he worked.
The studio was an hour away, on the outskirts of London, and after finding a parking space, they made their wat into the plush studio. Graham was impressed, he had expected it to be some seedy hovel, but it was very elegant. Vicky introduced them to the receptionist, and were shown into a waiting room. While they waited, Graham decided to have look through the agency book, left on the coffee table, the receptionist brought in their coffee's and told Vicky that Don, the photographer, was just finishing up with another model, and would be with them shortly.
As Graham leafed through the book, he noticed that while the first dozen or so pages featured only normal lingerie shots, the further he went through, the racier the shots became, from revealing lingerie, to nudes, and finally through to pictures of men and women posing together. Vicky laughed at her father's comments, telling him that Don took all kinds of pictures, he was a professional, and took pictures for most of the glamour magazines in the uk, as well as some for the continental market. Graham didn't have much chance to ask what 'the continental market' was, as a tall man of around 35 came into the room, introducing himself as Don, Don Hall.
Graham looked him over, he seemed okay, and he was impressed by the handshake, good and firm. Graham was of the old school, who believed that a handshake told you a lot about the man giving it. They followed Don along a corridor and into a well light studio. He showed them the cameras. and the lingerie he hoped to get Vicky to wear. He showed it to Graham, asking if it was okay with him, before handing Vicky the items, and pointing her towards a dressing room.
Don chatted to Graham, telling him how pleased he was that he could come, saying it was easier for him, as he didn't have the problem of the girl turning round after and accusing him of anything improper, as the parent was there, and he would be consulted on all the underwear and poses. Graham thanked him, telling him how impressed he was with the whole set-up, asking how long he'd been doing this and all sorts of idle chit-chat, before Vicky came through, dressed in a long red robe. She looked stunning, as she came over to them he noticed the robe open, giving him a preview of the lingerie, she commented that it was a little small on her, and Don said that it looked better if it was a size too small as it accentuated the curves, making the outfit look sexier.
Don led Vicky over to the set, which comprised of a chair, dressing table, and a large fluffy carpet. The background was a large grey painted board. Vicky let the robe slip from her shoulders and onto the floor, revealing the outfit Graham had okayed. He couldn't believe how different it looked on his daughter's body. The lace camisole was stretched over her boobs, forcing the bottom out slightly, revealing her g-string knickers, all in red.
