Road Trip (part 1) [pictures]

I was staring at the seemingly endless road ahead of us, my thoughts wandering as some forgettable pop song played.

‘What am I doing?’ I wondered, not for the first time. A road trip had sounded like so much fun when April had suggested it. Get out on the road, see some new places, meet some new and interesting people before college.

My parents had been against it, especially given the summer job at a photography studio I had given up, but I was an adult and made my own decision. Parents be damned.

But…… were they right? I ground my teeth in frustration at the suggestion.

The song changed over to ads and brought me part-way out of my negative thought loop and I began to pay attention, “…. travel to exotic locations, meet interesting people, work with a team of professionals, grow your brand! If you are a motivated self starter who fits these interests call us today at Mark’s modeling and talent agency…..” it said.

I glanced over at April who was [staring](https://i.imgur.com/kSgycn0.jpg) straight ahead, seemingly enjoying the drive as much as I was. “You could be a model,” I blurted out. Anything to change the narrative in my head and drown out the radio.

She dropped her feet off the dash as she [looked](https://i.imgur.com/6HPajyI.jpg) over at me. I was pretty sure I knew the look I was getting, a quick [glance](https://i.imgur.com/PjFIz6d.jpg) confirming that she was trying not to laugh.

“I’m serious!” I said emphatically, doubling down.

“You’ve been telling me that since your parents bought your first camera in, like… 8th grade!”

“I’m still not wrong,” I replied matter of factly.

“I swear…..” she said, then trailed off.

“What?”

“Nothing.”

“Come on, tell me. The road is straight and flat, I’m dying of boredom here.”

April laughed. “Stuck in another thought loop? I feel like I just keep going in circles in my head,” she sighed. “I was going to make a joke, like, that you just wanted to photograph me or something. Perv,” she chuckled.

“I mean….. I would love to,” I said flatly. Then silence. I blushed. Why did that feel so embarrassing? There was nothing wrong with one friend photographing another. “And why does that make me a perv?”

We drove on in silence for another hour, then two. Several times I tried to say something but my mouth would just hang open without mustering any words. I stopped trying.

Eventually I pulled over to fill the car with gas, the entire process occurring without a single word being exchanged. April used the bathroom and grabbed snacks for both of us, wordlessly handing me a fruit smoothie and bag of potato chips. The miles seemed to stretch, becoming longer and longer as the silence continued.

Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore. “It’s not weird for a photographer to want to take pictures of you.”

April sighed. “I know. I’m sorry. At first I was mad for no reason, then I just wanted to see how long you could go without talking.”

“Ah,” I replied, annoyed at her petty game.

“I’ve been trying not to fall asleep for the past hour and you’ve been driving most of the day. Would you like to call it a day, take a nap?”

“I’m good,” I said tersely.

“Don’t be mad, I’m sorry!”

I didn’t reply and let silence fill the car, determined to give her a taste of her own medicine.

“Look, I’m really sorry, I didn’t mean to be so mean……”

Silence.

“How about we stop for a bit, I’ll get in the back seat, you can recline and relax a bit.”

Silence.

“Or, maybe you would like to take some pictures, these pine forests look pretty cool.”

More silence as I stared straight ahead, giving no indication I heard her.

“Look, I’m sorry I was such a bitch, what can I do to make this up to you?” April asked pleadingly. “I want this to be fun again.”

Silence.

“Pull us over and I’ll let you take some pictures before I nap. Of me.”

I shifted my eyes and glanced at her without turning my head. Without engaging her fully it was difficult to see if she was serious. Whether she was or not, I wasn’t ready to give her the satisfaction of a response so we drove on in silence.

“Fine.” she said haughtily, slumping in her seat.

After twenty minutes doubt crept in. She was willing to model for me, something I had been asking about for years. Was this petty silence really worth it?

‘Shit,’ I thought.

Ahead I spotted a small dirt side road that coursed through fields with the ever present pine forest looming behind the grass. We drove a few minutes, pulled down another dirt road, and stopped in a pull-off.

“Alright,” I said. “Nap time.”

“Thank you,” April replied as she opened her door and transitioned to be back seat.

I hopped out and opened the trunk where my camera bag was tucked neatly into the corner, accessible but secure. My hands trembled as I pulled the camera from its padded pocket and closed the trunk. Through the back windshield I could see April getting comfortable, her jacket and scarf removed and a blanket over her legs. Had she forgotten her offer or had my silence erased it? I rushed to the rear door and opened it, pointing the camera at her.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

I froze. “I thought you agreed.”

She paused, clearly thinking through her next words. After a deep breath she replied, “you know what, you’re right.”

A grin spread across my face as I snapped my first picture of April, her hands clasped on her lap, a small smile playing on her [lips](https://i.imgur.com/aBYi9Bn.jpg).

“Alright then!” I said excitedly.

“What do I do?”

“You,” I replied slowly, “go about your normal nap routine.”

“What?” she said with a laugh. “I was going to change before. These are my clothes from yesterday.”

My heart quickened as unclean thoughts raced through my mind. Getting the next words wrong was not an option. The excitement of the moment caused my tongue to jump before I could think it through, the first words I thought of tumbling out.

“Go ahead.”

She stared at me, unblinking. “I’m not showing you anything.”

“I’m not looking.”

“What if someone sees,” she sighed, turning her head to look through the rear window, then through the front.

“Road is empty, you’re safe,” I reassured her without checking.

“Oh my god,” she muttered as her hands reached down to opposing hips and grasped her shirt, her head turned to check for cars again as my camera [clicked](https://i.imgur.com/yRcdEON.jpg). “I can’t believe I agreed to this,” she moaned uncertainly as her hands began to drag her shirt slowly up her [stomach](https://i.imgur.com/RJ4eEwm.jpg). “Ok, ok, ok,” she muttered as she swiveled her head to look out the front windshield, her shirt reaching up to the bottom of her [bra](https://i.imgur.com/zrWp9Lu.jpg).

“All clear,” I reassured her as she [looked](https://i.imgur.com/9CXcpNk.jpg) into the empty field as if someone might wander out of the woods at any moment, my eyes never leaving her.

“Eeeek!” she squealed as her shirt popped up over her bra and hooked under her [chin](https://i.imgur.com/6HGv4k2.jpg) momentarily before sliding over her head. The camera captured her hair in frantic motion as she pulled the shirt inside out over her [arms](https://i.imgur.com/IJ3hp4s.jpg). As soon as she could see her eyes [scanned](https://i.imgur.com/I4fl6rK.jpg) around us again.

“No need to be nervous,” I said softly. “It’s just us, we are way out down two dirt roads. And you’re doing great.”

With the shirt clutched to her chest, her arms still halfway in the sleeves she [smiled](https://i.imgur.com/BaUGTH7.jpg) at me.

“Brrr! It’s cold now,” she complained as she tugged her arms out of the shirt sleeves and tossed it toward the front seat. She sat there, looking at me for [direction](https://i.imgur.com/sjUBp2q.jpg).

“Once you’re changed there is a warm, soft blanket right there for you,” I replied.

“But…” she started to say, then stopped, suddenly nervous again. “I should keep going?”

“Like I’m not here.”

“Oh my god,” she moaned in playful complaint as she reached behind her back with both hands to grasp the bra [closure](https://i.imgur.com/9p2Lkyz.jpg). “This one is so hard to undo!” she squeaked as she tugged on the [strap](https://i.imgur.com/ESjIAvP.jpg). “Finally!” she added as the clasp [opened](https://i.imgur.com/w4wrrm6.jpg). “I promise I do this every day,” she joked.

I laughed. “Why are you lying to me?”

“You’re right, I hate these things,” she admitted as she pulled the bra away, leaning forward to press her breasts into the blanket to hide [them](https://i.imgur.com/Py8boBy.jpg).

“I know it!” I replied quickly.

Her head snapped toward me and she gave me a [look](https://i.imgur.com/7ryAU0i.jpg). “Oh my god, do you stare at my tits all the time?!” she asked with feigned anger.

I just laughed as she held her bra in both hands, scanning around the car [again](https://i.imgur.com/okgApxV.jpg).

“It’s good that you keep checking, I told some people we would be out here,” I joked.

“Not funny,” she said as she leaned [forward](https://i.imgur.com/L62WWRK.jpg) and dropped her bra onto the front seat.

I cleared my throat at her. “Excuse me, but did you take your pants off?”

“You know I sleep without pants on,” she replied as she folded her clothes in the front seat.

I stared at her while she worked, a curious feeling growing in the pit of my stomach as my eyes slid over her bare back, down to her panties and the curve of her ass, then up her toned stomach to her chest. I willed her hair to [move](https://i.imgur.com/MNPZvt4.jpg), for some small motion to send it arcing away from her breast. I desperately wanted a glimpse.

The moment passed as she sat back down, the blanket pulled up to cover her as she wound the scarf back around her [neck](https://i.imgur.com/BZ0Ivlc.jpg). I let the fabric [twirl](https://i.imgur.com/Zpx6USS.jpg) in front of her without comment as she got more comfortable and pulled the blanket over her [chest](https://i.imgur.com/sPGM2Vx.jpg).

“That’s better!” she sighed as she settled down into the seat with a [laugh](https://i.imgur.com/FUKmaqV.jpg).

I smiled at her. “Warmer now?”

“Better, but not there yet!” she replied as she scooted along the seat, the entire side of her body [exposed](https://i.imgur.com/8rrjMRp.jpg) to me. The feeling in the pit of my stomach surged as my eyes slid down her side, lingering on her half exposed breast.

“Brr!” April said again as she playfully chattered her teeth as if she were freezing and pulled the blanket [higher](https://i.imgur.com/lczWBa7.jpg). With the blanket nestled under her chin she leaned back into the corner of the door with an adorable [sigh](https://i.imgur.com/D0jAfEw.jpg). “That’s the spot,” she cooed.

“Nap time?” I asked.

Without a reply she turned away, swinging the edge of the blanket to [cover](https://i.imgur.com/SkSlO1G.jpg) herself.

“Ok then, I’m going to go for a walk,” I said.

“Mmmhmm,” was her reply as she nuzzled the blanket into her chin, the motion causing one edge to slide up. I stared at her [ass](https://i.imgur.com/C9bRY48.jpg) for several seconds before I remembered the camera and took one last shot before quietly closing the door, the heat in my stomach raging.

“Now what…..” I muttered to myself as I wandered toward the woods through the field, staring down at the small screen of my camera, wondering what I would see when I uploaded the photos onto my computer.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/uldlzk/road_trip_part_1_pictures