It was another new day, and another new shoot that I had planned for it. One that I was sure would be fun and interesting as well as a new face coming to the studio. After the last time and the fun, I’d enjoyed with Hilary I’d gone back to a more normal routine of work. Some of the more exclusive work and then some that was more the normal routine work that made up the largest majority of what I did. Today though was going to be different.
I had Sydney Sweeney coming in today for a shoot. She wasn’t someone I knew well. Although we’d spoken several times over the last week to confirm the details and a few different ideas for the shoot just so we had an idea of what we were doing and what was going to happen on the day. From the brief time we’d talked even though I didn’t know her I had an idea that she was fun, pretty playful and was open to ideas and exploring. All of which was good news for me as was the fact she was comfortable enough not wearing to much at times. Something that was going to play into a few of the sets we were going to shoot. She was utterly gorgeous. Different to Rita and Hilary and just someone I was looking forward to spending time and with working on some sets with.
Bright and early, I heard a knock at the entrance of the studio and made my way out to answer it. Sydney herself stood there waiting patiently. As I opened the door, she smiled a little. I ran my eyes across her figure briefly. She was stood in a pair of jeans and an open shirt that fluttered loosely around her torso, while a snug sports bra covered the rest, and she had a bag slung over one shoulder.
“Sydney, come in come in let me take that for you.” I called brightly reaching out to take her bag for her and guiding her inside.
I led the way into the studio and set her bag down beside one of the sofas. “Can I get you anything before we start? A drink a snack or something?” I asked just checking before we dived into things.
“No, I’m all good to go.” She smiled again her face not giving to much away.
“Ok.” I breathed out running a hand through my hair. “In that case why don’t we run through a few things give you a tour of the studio and get you settled in ready to start. We have a space set aside for you to use and then while you’re getting ready, I’ll do one last check of the equipment, and we can make a start.”
I showed her the space we had not only the studio. The room that was set aside for her, some of the sets that we had ready to use, the racks of clothing that were set aside although I knew in today’s instance it wouldn’t all be needed. As we passed opposite the room for her on the way back, I heard her pause and then make a soft sound.
“Wow.” I heard her exclaim softly.
When I turned behind to look, I realised she was looking in my office. The door was ajar and she glancing at a couple of photos I had mounted on a wall behind the desk.
“Mind if I take a peek?” She asked politely.
I almost blushed, the photos I’d put up weren’t exactly for public consumption given both Hilary and Rita were naked in them. But given she’d already seen them……..
“No go ahead take a look if you like.” I gestured and watched as she pushed the door open and walked inside. I followed behind her and we stood in the room looking at them. They were my favourites of each, the ones I’d most enjoyed for one reason or another. They weren’t the most explicit I’d taken of either but they were the ones I loved the most from the shoots. It was a fun distraction to spin around on my chair lean back and remember the fun we’d had.
Sydney crossed the room to my desk and leaned forward just resting her palms on the edge as her gaze swept across the photos that were there. She bit her lip a gesture that looked ridiculously cute as I studied her gauging her reaction to the pictures on the wall. She looked genuinely curious and interested in the shots which was fascinating in itself. Exactly the attitude I wanted especially given the fact we were about to do our own shoot.
“Well, they certainly looked like they had a good time. At least I know they had a good time.” She smiled a little as she spoke glancing back at me over her shoulder.
“I like to think they did. I think they’d both vouch that the experience was a rewarding and fun one. I should really keep recommendations around for people to look at or something. But I’m sure if you ever met either of them, they’d be happy to say that the shoots went well, they had fun and loved the results anyway.
She was silent processing that as she looked back at the photos on the wall before she straightened up and turned around to look at me. “So do you think I’ll have a picture up there once we’re done?” She asked me.
I looked at her and then back up at the wall with the two photos on there. “I don’t see why not.” I replied. “It’s fun when I’m editing here sometimes. I can turn around and see those there and remember how good the shoot was, how happy I was with the results. So, I don’t see why you wouldn’t.”
“Well then shall we get started?” She smiled again and walked towards me only stopping when she was stood right in front of me.
I took in a deep breath the scent of her perfume swirling around me as she stood there. “I already would have.” I muttered. “I’m regretting not having the camera on me right now. I should know better honestly.”
Her smile widened as she looked back. “That doesn’t exactly seem professional, that you were not prepared enough, does it?” She teased me.
“I know it doesn’t.” I agreed. “But I hadn’t expected to take a detour in here though. I had expected to head straight into the studio and then make a start on shooting.”
“I’ll give you that one. But I saw the photos and I was curious, and now I know you like pretty girls up on your wall, pretty naked girls…….” She smirked at me and her smile turned playful.
“You know I didn’t say you had to be naked to end up there. It was just chance that was the shots I liked the best.” I chuckled grinning back at her.
“Sure, you don’t. I’ll believe that, when I see someone who isn’t naked up on the wall.” She added rolling her eyes at me.
“They weren’t even the most explicit pictures I had in fairness.” I replied without thinking and then caught her look.
She arched an eyebrow quizzically and stared at me. “Doesn’t matter, all I’m saying is there isn’t any prerequisite conditions on ending up there.”
She shook her head and laughed at me. “We’ll see then especially as that’s pretty easy to say when you know there is a plan for me to take of my clothes already.”
“Well yes but it isn’t it like I’ll see any of it. At least to much anyway.” I replied again.
Sydney just continued to smile at me. “Like I said we’ll see won’t we.” She added easily.
I wasn’t sure exactly what to make of that and after a moment to think decided not to even go there as it was a far too distracting and far too crazy a thought. Instead, I led her on through into the studio itself which was all set up and ready to go now. I had prepared everything earlier so we could just jump into getting started and now Sydney was here ready to go there was no reason not to.
I let her walk inside and look around while I grabbed the camera double checked it was ready as well and then just started trailing in her wake taking random shots as I did. I knew she was aware of me she shot me little side glances as I followed and circled around her, but she didn’t say anything just strolled casually around looking and exploring as I captured it.
“Any plans on where you wanted to start or have, we already?” She asked me softly.
“Both.” I answered with a smile. “At least I know where I want to start but I also like taking some behind the scenes pictures, more casual ones as we work. There just fun, a little more relaxed. It’s always why I keep this here.”
I set the camera down reached over and grabbed the polaroid that I kept as well. “Instant results with this one to.” I chuckled softly.
I lifted it up and waited for her to smile at me before I snapped a quick shot of her looking a little bemused. That was swiftly followed by a few more smiles as she rolled her eyes at me. Then I held it out towards her and offered her a chance to have a go.
“In case you wanted a try yourself.”
She looked at it a moment and then laughed shaking her head as she took hold of it. I showed her where to click and then laughed as well as she poked out her tongue and snapped a quick shot of herself. She waited for the picture to come out and then smiling took a few more shots of herself, mostly of her making faces and playing around as much as anything. Finally, she gestured me in close.
“Come on if we’re taking pictures may as well have a memento.”
I smiled at her and stepped in close bringing my head in close beside her as we both smiled and she took another picture of the two of us. Just as I went to move so we could continue she turned her head towards me and planted a kiss on my cheek. I managed to keep still even as my cheek tingled from the touch of her lips. But I waited as she grabbed the picture and smiled before showing it to me.
“This is either going to be a really good day or a very uncomfortable one.” I muttered as I looked at her.
“Or both.” She smirked at me as she held out the camera.
I acknowledged her point with a slight smile. “Or both.” I agreed taking the polaroid back and setting it down before I took up my main camera and settled down to get back to work.
Starting out I continued as we were moving around her and snapping random pictures when I found an angle or view I liked. She was casually dressed, a white blouse, denim jeans, her hair hanging loosely around her shoulders. It was a good place to begin given how pretty she was especially when she smiled. Which she was as she watched me work.
She was clearly experienced enough doing this, she knew what worked and looked good for the camera. It wasn’t her first time I knew that, so it made it easier for the two of us to work. We didn’t need to say much we just moved around shooting and playing. Occasionally I’d make a suggestion, and she’d follow along. Several times she moved or changed position, and I’d follow her lead. It was an easy and relaxed atmosphere as we just settled into the shoot and working together.
We worked our way through different outfits and looks. It was mostly more casual and relaxed. Sydney had several light dresses she tried on as well as a few other bits, mostly different tops, some skirts. We went through them with her positioned against a simple white background or else close to the window where the light made her look gorgeous. Simple work but I was pleased with how it was all going. We didn’t have any firm plans more an atmosphere we wanted, something mostly fun and playful with her looking relaxed. There was a selection of outfits on a rack next to where she had an area screened of to change. She could pick and choose from those or else she just put her own things she had brought with her. Between the different outfits I uploaded photos checked through to see the results and made sure the camera was ready to continue.
What I didn’t expect was the look she had picked out the next time she emerged from behind the screen. She had the jeans on again something that suited her given how they hugged her curves. She had also picked out a thicker cardigan something that buttoned up along the front. Only this time she had ignored the buttons and left it open, left it tantalisingly open so I could see quite clearly when I stopped to look that she was definitely not wearing anything beneath it.
I wasn’t sure what I’d expected to see her wear but that certainly wasn’t it. She positioned herself close to the wall hand resting on her hip with that small little smile on her face as she looked at me. I looked back at her camera in hand and just tried to keep myself composed, at least relatively so given the way cardigan hugged her chest, and the little sliver of cleavage that I could see peeking out.
“Nice choice.” I muttered after a moment.
“I thought you’d appreciate the look.” She added smirking a little as she looked at me.
I shook my head and then settled down lifting the camera and getting back to work. It was harder now, more distracting, more to take in. Every little movement she made had the cardigan flexing and shifting and her abundant curves were always there, always threatening to spill out. It wasn’t just that either, the entire middle of her body was bare, all that soft smooth skin right the way down to her stomach and belly and that toned shapely flesh was an unbelievable tease. When she leaned back the cardigan threatened to slip from her body when she leaned forward and crossed her arms her breasts surged forward and threatened to spill out over the top. The combination worked well especially when you took in the little playful smile she had as well. It was hard to resist that more so when I had to get close and adjust her position or just take several closer shots of her.
The smile widened as I was close to her, was a little more coy. She stretched catlike and the fabric shifted back just revealing another sliver of her breast as it did. I wanted to trace my fingers along the curve just to feel it, feel how soft and warm it. The camera at least gave me a good enough distraction to not do that, as tempting as it otherwise was.
We ended up stood close together, she had a small innocent smile on her face as she looked at me.
“Everything ok?” She asked softly.
“Yes, just thinking about what to do next.” I murmured back.
“Ok I can wait.” I watched as she arched her back and leaned against the wall behind her.
The cardigan spilled back from around her waist showing of her entire midriff now. About the only thing you couldn’t see was her breasts where it just about clung to those large enticing curves. Which was either a very good thing, or very bad. It depended on how you looked at things. What it made me do next was to lower myself down in front of her and take several shots looking straight back up at her.
The way her belly showed, the way you could see the underside of her breasts…….it made it worth it. After several shots she leaned to one side and gazed down at me smiling brightly. I took several more shots of her and then was struck by another potential idea. I slowly stood up again looking at her and then decided to give it a try.
“Why don’t you try turning around for me facing the wall, just rest lightly against it.” I murmured after a moment.
“Like this?” She queried turning around to stand there.
“Something like that yes. Just put your hands out for me and then look back over your shoulder.” I continued snapping a few shots of her as she adjusted position.
Her pretty eyes looked back at me gazing over one shoulder at the camera. “Can you edge the cardigan back a little more for me?” I asked her just wanting to see her breasts nestled more closely against the wall.
“I think if you want that you’ll have to adjust it yourself unless you want to see even more anyway.” She teased back softly.
I glanced at her, and then back at the cardigan. I wasn’t entirely sure that was true. I had a feeling she was teasing me as much as anything, or maybe just seeing what I’d do. In any case after a brief moment where I paused to think I slowly reached out a hand and just caught the hem of the cardigan before I slowly began to tug it back from the side of her body. It didn’t give everything away but her breasts, those delicious big soft tempting curves were hard to cover completely.
I snapped of a couple more shots enjoying how it looked and then settled my hand on her back before I applied a little pressure settling her more closely against the wall. Once that was done, I took several more pictures of her stood there while she watched me over her shoulder.
“Just let it slip back of your shoulders.” I called out softly.
She smiled again shifted her body and arched her back a little more letting the cardigan slide back exposing more of her torso, this time the tops of her shoulders and back. I moved around and took a few more pictures before I stood again.
“Did you want me to take it off?” She asked all innocently.
I gave her a sharp look and then shook my head. “No need to right now, I think this is good. We can change outfits again if you’re ready.”
“Okay.” She agreed easily and straightened up and half turning towards me. As she did either, she let go of the cardigan or it slipped from her fingers. The next thing I knew it slithered down her arms and back and only the fact she had her arms close together stopped me getting an eyeful of her abundant chest.
“Oops.” She muttered softly that little smile all over her face again.
I stood there and just stared, I couldn’t not with that in front of me. Her breasts just covered by her arms heaved against them as she breathed my hand twitched partly from wanting to take a picture, partly from wanting to stroke my finger over her curves. I wanted even more than that which was why I sank down to the floor to grab the cardigan. Looking up almost undid me again as I got another look at her lush tempting curves this time gazing back up at them.
“Here you go.” I muttered rising back to my feet and offering her the cardigan back. She clutched it to her chest and smiled brightly at me before she turned and slipped away to go and change.
I let out a deep breath as I watched her shaking my head. Then set the camera down to get a drink before I went back to uploading photos while I waited for her reemerge. When she did a few minutes later she had changed into a more classical outfit this time a white blouse that was mostly unbuttoned and had matched it with a wispy light white skirt.
Neither of us said anything we just resumed where we had left of with her moving slowly around the studio while I followed in her wake snapping pictures as I moved around following her. Apart from occasionally asking her to change position or just to give the camera a look we didn’t even speak. There wasn’t any need to really, she didn’t need much in the way of instruction. Not when she was as practised at this as she was. She had a natural gorgeous look only helped by the little looks and smiles she gave the camera. The fact she looked as pretty as she did only made it even more fun to work with her. Distracting in it’s own way as well and I was sure she knew it. She’d shoot me a look, I couldn’t decipher exactly what it meant or what she was thinking. But I was enjoying working with her enjoying the shoot even more.
Then she turned abruptly flashed me, or the camera another teasing smile and started to unbutton the shirt she wore. One by one they came open and little by little she showed of her figure until it was fluttering loosely around her body. Beneath she was wearing a bikini top white as well which made her breasts just look inviting. She didn’t look away from the camera. She smiled she pouted, she stroked her fingers along the edge of the shirt pushing it back or else ran them down over her body until they were resting on her skirt.
She was flirting with the camera, teasing it, playing around, or with me depending on how you looked at it. The camera was a good excuse to watch her though, watch as she wiggled her hips a little and pushed the skirt down a few inches. She turned around slightly pushed it down a little more dragged it up and then pushed it down again this time leaving it. I could see the bikini bottoms she was wearing easily now but it didn’t make anything less fun.
I watched as she turned away from me arched her back and pushed the skirt down further, a move that had to be deliberate, had to know was enticing to see. Even with her still wearing the bikini bottoms watching the skirt slip down over the firm cheeks of her rear and then slide down her legs made for quite the view. One I recorded faithfully snapping away repeatedly as I watched her straighten up to smile at me as she stepped clear.