She was grateful when he didn't try and jump her bones the next morning. He could sense that she was no longer horny, and perhaps a bit sore.
They had breakfast at a nearby diner and on the walk back to the studio Charlie posed a question: "Have you ever done any nude modeling?"
"No." was her simple answer.
"With a body as perfect as yours that begs the question: have you ever thought about it?"
"Sure, but you never know when or where those pictures are going to jump up and bite you in the ass when you least expect it."
"How about this:" he said, "Suppose we shoot some this morning, I put them on a CD, you keep the CD and that way you would be the one with control over where, when or if at all, they're used?"
"Well, I suppose..."
"You just have too great a body not to expose it, so to speak."
She laughed at his little joke, "Oh, what the hell, if you promise me I'll have the only copy, let's do it!"
"I promise."
When they arrived back at the studio he said, "Okay, you go upstairs and retouch yourself and I'll set up some backgrounds and lights."
When she came back down to the studio, wearing a terrycloth robe, Charlie was ready for her, she dropped the robe and they began shooting immediately.
She was amazed at how intensely absorbed in his work Charlie always was when he had a camera in his hands. The photograph was everything. She saw no sign of a bulge forming in the front of his jeans, or any other sign of sexual excitement. At one point, as a test, she spread her legs and pushed her cunt toward the camera in a blatant display. All he said was "I'm thinking that's a little too obvious, let's go back to where you were."
"The man has superhuman control," she thought.
Another time he was shooting was close-up shot of her chest and he leaned in, licked her nipple and then blew on it. The purpose was to arouse it and get it to stand up for the photograph and for no other reason. It worked and he made no effort to follow through.
Charlie was a whirlwind of activity, moving a light here and tweaking a barn door there.
"This would be a lot easier if John were here to help out, but I figured you would appreciate not having an audience."
"Frankly, I wouldn't have done it with an audience."
They shot for a little over two hours and finally Charlie said. "Well, unless you have anything else you can think of, I believe that's a wrap."
"No, I trust your judgment in these matters."
"Good, I think we got some great stuff. Why don't you go get dressed, I'll make a copy of these and we'll look at them together."
"I'm excited to see them."
Charlie downloaded the pictures from his Nikon and burned a CD. He was about to start looking them over when Heidi walked in, dressed in her jeans and a T shirt. Once again, sexy as hell, dressed in the sloppiest of outfits.
"How do they look?" she asked.
"I haven't even looked at them." He said. "We'll see them for the first time together."
They scrolled through the images and from time to time, one or the other of them would comment on a photograph. She was amazed at how beautiful they were, what he had managed to create with just a couple of props, a plain backgrounds and some very sensitive and creative lighting. In a replay of yesterday, she brushed a breast against his arm occasionally.
When they reached the end, Charlie carefully removed the disc from the laptop and placed it in a plastic case, took a marker, wrote the date on it and handed it to Heidi. "Handle this with care and don't lose it. Remember, it's the only copy. If you ever want hard copies, just let me know."
While, technically, he was not lying, it was the only copy, the originals still resided on his hard drive and he could access them at any time. An innocent little deception, he felt.
"Well, what do you think?"
"Oh, I think they are beautiful. How can I ever thank you?"
He leered at her. "That will be easy. Let's go in the bedroom and you can make the first payment."
"I'll get out my checkbook right now.", she said, peeling off her T shirt and dropping her jeans.
They hurried into the bedroom and she went straight to the bed, collapsing on her back and holding her arms out to him. Charlie quickly dropped his trousers, then his boxers and knelt down between her legs.
"Hurry Charlie, I need it bad."
"Badly." He corrected her.
"Oh fuck you, Charlie Wentworth, just get on with it."
He ran his hand down between her legs and began to warm her up by searching out her clit. When she lurched and yelped he knew he had struck gold. She moaned as he slipped a finger, and then a second, in her pussy and continued to excite her clit with his thumb. She arched her back and pushed against his hand. Now he moved up and replaced his fingers with his cock and she squealed with delight.
He picked up the pace and surprised her when he pulled out and stroked his cock a couple of times before sending his cum shooting all over her belly and her tits. She laughed as he did and she spread his thick white cum all over herself then, scooping what she could with her fingers, she slowly licked them off with an exaggerated slurping sound. She squeezed the last of it out of his now dying dick and wiped off the tip with her thumb.
"I can get that stuff for you right from the source at no extra cost." He said grinning down at her.
"I think I'd like that sometime, but I've got another question for you."
"Go ahead."
"How can you be so cool when you're shooting and so passionate in the sack?"
"I guess I'm just able to detach myself when I'm shooting, because I care so much about making good photographs. Do you know who Matthew Brady was?"
"Civil War, I think."
"Very good! He once said 'The camera is the eye of history. Never make a bad photograph.' I know it's kind of corny, but I try my best never to make a bad photograph. I'm not always successful, but I try."
"That's very high-minded of you."
"I don't know about that, but I also heard someone say that you're only as good as your last photograph so, again, I try.
"You're an interesting guy, and I'd love to spend the rest of the day picking your brain and fucking your brains out, but I think I'd better get home and do some laundry and stuff."
"I understand. Let me know if you'd like some prints some time."
"How much will that cost me?"
"We'll work something out."
I like your payment plan so far." She said, giving him a kiss on the cheek and climbing back into her jeans and T-shirt.
*****
Charlie was glad to see Heidi's number come up on the caller ID. He had not seen her in almost two weeks and he had really enjoyed their photo shoot and particularly the wrap party afterward.
"Hello?"
"Hi Charlie, it's me, Heidi."
"Hi it's good to hear from you. What can I do for you?"
