*I might write more to this short should I get positive comments.*
Once upon a time, there was an ad posted looking for an amateur photographer. The ad stated that “they” were looking for someone who would photograph “them”. No genders were mentioned. I wasn’t crazy about taking photographs of naked men, but a m/f couple might not be bad. So I responded. I had no real equipment (sans my camera), as I was truly an amateur.
I was contacted back by a woman who called herself Nancy. She explained that she and her partner wanted photos done. I could keep a few, but they wanted the memory card out of the camera. I was fine with that. She gave me an address and said be here at 10:00am Saturday morning.
So I put together my camera bag and headed to the address I was given.
The house was in a gated subdivision. I keyed in the code that Nancy gave me. A voice came on the speaker saying 16 Parkside Lane, followed by the screeching metal of the gate being mechanically opened. I drove around and found the address… a really nice house. I grabbed my camera bag and headed to the front door. I rang the doorbell, and a voice said “Yes?”
I announced myself and why I was there, and the door opened. Nancy met me at the door. She was wearing a slightly sheer gown, that was more sheer with sunlight on it than normal. She was nude under the gown. Beautiful curves, I thought.
“Please follow me,” she said.
I followed her up a staircase, and the first door we came to, she opened and went in. I followed right behind. Nancy said to me, this is Julie. A head come up from behind the covers… a raven hair beauty popped up from behind them. “Hi” she said.
Nancy spoke up. “I will be giving you some instructions on what we want you to take. Then you’ll be allowed to take whatever you wish,” she said. “Should we like where you go with us, you’ll be hired on to photograph us as you desire. Should we not like your photos, you will be asked to leave. Got it?”
“Yes Ma’am, I think I do…” I responded.
I said the wrong word and was rebuked instantly. “Do not call me Ma’am! You will call us by our first names only!” she said.
Yikes… I thought… “Yes Nancy.” I responded.
The room was painted white. There was no carpet on the floor, however there was a stone floor of some kind. It wasn’t marble, but it wasn’t granite. But it did have a shine on it that at a specific angle, gave off a reflection. There was a sheer white valance covering the window on the east wall, and the 9AM sun was shining through it, casting a long shadow on the floor. The south wall had a double door that lead to a bathroom, and just to the left of that was a king size bed that Julie was laying on. The west wall was was a solid wall of white with the exception of the door, and Nancy was standing by the north wall, also pure white with no furniture.
I sat my camera bag on the floor, and fired up the camera. I checked it to make sure it was doing ok and was ready to go. Nancy walked over to the window. I was going to also take photos I liked that I saw, even though Nancy said it would be after. One was seeing Nancy walk over toward the window. Her gown was just sheer enough that it showed her stride, and that she was naked beneath. Snap. Nancy heard the camera shutter sound and glanced at me. The look on her face in one aspect, made me think she was upset, but on the other hand, I think she was surprised… but pleased.
She got in front of the window, with her back to me. Snap. She looked over her right shoulder toward the bathroom. Snap. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back. Snap. Her head turned back toward the window. She widened her stance, allowing more light to come through her legs. Snap. She said to me, “come closer.”
Through the corner of my right eye, I spotted Julie laying on her side, propped up so she could watch.
I stopped about 6 feet from Nancy, and knelt down. Snap. That was a beautiful crotch shadow shot. Nancy started pulling up her gown. Snap. Her beautiful legs and her black heels made a great shot. Then Nancy did something that must have been an afterthought, she dropped the left side back down, but continued with the right side going up. Snap. Nice thigh.
She pulled the hem up even higher. Snap. She then grabbed the left side fabric and pulled it up to match the right side. Snap. The head turned to the right again, so I went full body. Snap. Nancy turned sideways looking right at the camera, still with the gown high up on both sides. Snap.
Nancy turned and faced me. I should have snapped that shot, but I didn’t. The shot was not what I wanted, like it was incomplete.
Yet Nancy must have been on my page, because she squatted down. Her knees and thighs were exposed, but she had not allowed the fabric to go up, so her bits were still covered. Snap. I squatted also, to get more level with her. Snap. Nancy pulled the gown up closer to her body. Snap. Her head turned to her left, her eyes closed, as she exposed her bits to me. Snap. She tilted her head back. Snap.
Nancy then stood up, dropped her gown and demanded to see the photos I had taken. I walked up to her, sensing a light smell of something sexy. I switched the camera to view mode, and handed it to her. “Yes…” I heard her whisper. Was this approval?
Nancy handed the camera back to me with a smile on her face. “I want to see!” Julie said. So I went over to the bed and handed the camera to her, and showed her how to work it. “Wow,” she said.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/wv3hzo/amateur_photographer