This happened a few months ago. My wife hired a very attractive woman to be our wedding photographer based on a recommendation from a friend of hers who recently got married. The photographer is in her late 20’s, about 5’9”, long brown hair, toned body with a perky ass and more than decent breasts. For background, I am in my early 30s, 6’2”, short blond hair, and I keep in good shape.
We had decided that we should have the photographer take some pictures of us separately in our wedding clothes before the wedding to cut down on the time we had to spend taking photos on the day of our wedding. This also allowed us to get photos in more locations. My wife got her pictures taken on the Saturday a week before our wedding. I got mine taken the following day on Sunday.
I met the photographer near a local monument in the early afternoon. We spent the next few hours taking pictures at a couple different picturesque locations around town. The whole time we were have some playful banter with a bit of flirting mixed in. Our last stop was her studio to take a few shots. In between rounds, I was admiring some of her photos that she had framed.