A Guy Called Ben - Ch. 02
Ben meets Suzy and Sophie.
Dear reader. What you are about to read has come from my furtive and over imaginative, dirty mind. Yes, it is all my own work. I come up with a basic idea and the story just seems to flow from there. Please note that all characters in my stories are of a legal age and participate willingly. This is the second chapter in this series. Enjoy!
Copyright is asserted by the author. Β©SBarak1
Note: This story contains Australian slang and vernacular. If you can't work it out drop a comment below and I will translate.
This is not a stand-alone story. Make sure you read the earlier chapters so this story makes sense.
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After my smoking hot session at the gym last Wednesday night with Candy things continued on pretty much as normal. Thursday was spent at a client site sorting out some network issues and preparing specifications for their web designer.
Friday morning then found me at the front door of the gym, again, as Mark unlocked at 6am. I thought I'd get in a quick circuit and a bit of time on the treadmill before heading off to work.
"Morning Ben, how are they hanging?" Mark enquired in his friendly manner, as I walked in.
I did a mental pause and wondered how much Candy may have told him about our encounter on Wednesday evening if anything at all.
"I see you have on your new kit Candy looked out for you," he continued. "She's right you know. You are one of our main attractions. Just watch the girls. They stare at you all the time," he said with a chuckle.
She's told him some of it, I thought.
"Now Mark you are making me self-conscious. I'm not one of the pretty boys who come here to show off to the girls and boys for the matter. I do this to keep fit and as a form of relaxation," I replied.
"I know, I know," said Mark giving me a light punch on the shoulder. "And that's why the girls check you out. They know you're not a show off. You don't dress to attract attention. I think that being a bit elusive enhances your appeal. Apart from that you are pretty ripped and they appreciate the work that goes into your body," he responded.
"Fair enough mate," I replied. "Anyway, it's just a quick session this morning and off to work."
"OK, I better leave you to it, enjoy," he said walking off.
I then did a shortened circuit involving machines, weights and finished up with a light 10 minute jog on a treadmill.
I was a few minutes into my treadmill session when two good looking women walked up to me. I had spoken to them briefly a couple of times before, they seemed to always hang out together. But for the life of me I couldn't remember their names. The taller one spoke first.
"Hi Ben remember us? I'm Suzy and this is Sophie," she said, as Sophie gave me a little wave.
"Right, of course," I replied as I continued to pound away on the treadmill.
"We've been meaning to come over and have a chat with you for a while but haven't seen you around for a few weeks," Suzy went on.
"Sorry about that," I responded. "Been coming in here later in the evening. Work keeps getting in the way you know," I continued, as I looked the women up and down. Suzy was about five foot 6 possibly five 7 and Sophie was a good two inches shorter. Suzy had the bigger boobs, maybe a D cup and Sophie was proportionally smaller, definitely a C cup. Suzy had a very neat arse but Sophie had a beautiful well rounded arse that never-the-less was in proportion to the rest of her. Two beautiful women, fit, both blond, in their early thirties, I was guessing. What did they want with me? I was about to find out but it was not going to be what it seemed at first.
"That makes sense," said Suzy pausing. "We know how it is. However what we really wanted to talk to you about is something we were discussing with Candy yesterday."
This could be interesting I thought. I wondered if Candy had let any particular cats out of any particular bags. Especially after last Wednesday evenings encounter.
"Well she said you were really into photography and had a small studio, and, we, that is both of us, were wondering if you could take our portraits," she asked.
I remembered talking to Candy weeks ago about my hobby. She was sort of pumping me for information at the time trying to find out more about me.
I stepped off the treadmill.
"Well, I do some portrait work, I'm still working it out. Tell me why do you want your portraits taken?" I asked.
"Good question," said Sophie stepping in. "We both work in fashion retail for different companies and we have been talking for some time about setting up our own boutique. I'm not going to bore you with the details except to say it's a very competitive industry and you really have to understand the business and have really good product/service differentiators. So, we are well advanced with our business plan and need to put together a portfolio as part of our way to attract investment partners. And that portfolio needs portrait pictures of us and we also need to model a few of the items in our clothing range," she explained.
"Ladies, I need you to understand I'm not a professional photographer. I don't have the experience or equipment to produce a highly polished result. I should be able to produce a good portrait but I'm not sure about the modelling shots. I just want you to know what I can do and don't misrepresent myself, before we agree to anything."
"Candy did say this was a hobby. So we understand Ben. Besides we can't afford a professional that's why we though you could help us", Suzy said.
"OK. As long as we are all on the same page," I said.
By now both of them had big smiles on their faces.
"Great. So name the time, when would be best for you?" asked Sophie.
"Let's see. Monday to Fridays are out of the question. Weekends are my only free time. How about this Sunday at 2pm?" I responded.
Suzy and Sophie looked at each other, then both said in unison, "We'll be there."
"What's your address?" asked Sophie
"Not far from here," I said giving them my address. Sophie keyed it into her phone.
"I better get your mobile number as well," she added. I gave her my mobile number as well.