Title --A Stunning Photo-Shoot - 03
((Authors Note --
Please note that this is Adult Erotic Fiction, so should only be read by those who qualify!
This is the third and final part of my Stunning Photo-Shoot story.
As usual, this story will make most sense if read after the first two parts, but just as a reminder, here's a quick précis of events so far.........
Simon is working as an intern at a famous fashion magazine as part of his college degree. He's not particularly happy as it's not his favourite subject area and his boss, the bitchy Esmeralda, proves to be a totally disorganised tyrant! But then he finds out about a lingerie Photo-shoot that's been arranged with his fantasy pop-star idol, the tempestuous Sharmi, and gets included on the 'team'. The shoot takes place in a swanky hotel bedroom suite where he gets to see much more of Sharmi than he'd expected, and gets on well with the pop-star's friend and PA, Lizzie ... very well in fact! Sharmi takes a dislike to Esmeralda though, as do many people, but seems taken with the young intern and eventually wraps up the session slightly early and invents an excuse to hang on to him for a while longer! That 'while longer' becomes a lot longer when she teases Simon into stripping her of the lingerie garments that she was wearing from the Photo-shoot. That in turn leads to, well ...... quite a lot of things!
Comments and scores are always welcome, but anyway, I sincerely hope that you enjoy ..........
Duke ))
***** Relaxing with Sharmi Until ..... *****
Young Simon, fashion magazine Intern and, more recently, much more recently, Pop Star lover was lying naked on a big, wide hotel bed, his curly blonde hair ruffled and grey/blue eyes staring at the ceiling, wondering how the hell he'd got into this tricky predicament!
The recent 'Lingerie Photo-Shoot of the Decade' in one of the other hotel suites involving young pop star Sharmi, of the gorgeous, wavy auburn locks, had been a real eye opener. Especially as he'd got to realise one of his strongest fantasies by watching the shapely young singer, whom he'd adored from afar, parading about in some extremely skimpy underwear...right in front of him! And, just to complicate things, he'd also got to know, and in the true biblical sense, her dishy, platinum blonde haired PA, Lizzie! What an afternoon that had been!
The snag was that, after Sharmi had got into a bit of a fight with his Fashion Editor boss, the horrible Esmeralda, he'd been more or less kidnapped by the two young woman and taken (hardly kicking and screaming though!) down to their private hotel suite further down the corridor. After that Lizzie had, very reluctantly, had to leave him with Sharmi who was still wearing some incredibly sexy underwear, and well, one thing had led to another!
Having sex with a world famous young singing star would not normally be a cause for concern to most men, including Simon, but this was not 'normally'! As Sharmi, still gloriously naked , had got up off the bed just a few short minutes ago and headed into the bathroom, she'd had her suspicions confirmed that Simon had also had a fling with Lizzie earlier. She hadn't really reacted at the time, but Simon was still, nervously, waiting for the blow-up!
Lizzie and the pop star had been good friends since school and he'd already seen how incredibly close they were, but would that affinity extend to sharing his penis! He wasn't so sure!!
He examined as many forms of apology as he could think of, but discarded the lot.
He wasn't ashamed of that session with Lizzie in the hotel washroom, but wasn't looking forward to explaining how he'd then gone on to fuck Sharmi so enthusiastically later! Oh well ,he thought forlornly, he'd probably never see either of them again after this rather surreal encounter and although the sex with Sharmi had been brilliant, he felt in his heart that it was Lizzie that he was going to miss most. What a mess!
It left him at a bit of a loose end and he lay there for a while longer, wondering what to do next. Some of his earlier doubts returned. Presumably she'd be throwing him out soon and, glancing at his watch he suddenly realised that it was late in the afternoon, and he was supposed to be getting Sharmi's outstanding lingerie back to the office! With a sudden urgency he rolled off the bed and looked around for his clothes.
He quickly got hold of his boxers and pulled the shorts on. Then he found the lingerie box and started to fill it with the various items that had been discarded when she'd got him to strip her. It made him smile at the memory. What a ridiculous way to seduce him? She'd only have had to ask!
Suddenly he realised that he'd got a problem. He was an item short. Stockings, bra, suspender belt safely in place, but no panties! He cast around. Where the hell had they got to? He tried to remember what had happened when he'd dragged them off her but could only remember literally throwing them sideways in his haste to get his hands on her naked body!
He was on his hands and knees on the other side of the sofa when he found the dainty lilac triangle, half under the soft piece of furniture and just as he grasped it, he heard Sharmi call for him. He stood up, holding her panties in his hand and reached out to drop them into the box with the rest of the lingerie set.
"What ARE you doing??" she asked, looking up from the mobile phone which she'd just been texting on. He'd clearly missed her re-appearance from the bathroom!
His eyes had widened again at the sight of her. She'd taken the opportunity to put on some clothes.
Sort of!
She'd put on a diaphanous white peignoir and a pair of plain white bikini panties that were tight enough to be very suggestive at the crutch! He could see that because the material of the garment was totally sheer, hiding little of her fabulous body, and was only fastened by a loose powder blue ribbon at her neck. The least movement caused the material to gape down the middle giving Simon regular, unobstructed views of her semi-nakedness underneath. God, but this woman really knows how to dress desirably he thought as he felt his throat go dry!
"Well, I'll be needing to get these back to the office soon I suppose," he eventually responded half-heartedly, totally distracted by the vision in front of him and amazingly, given what had just taken place, feeling the familiar stirring between his legs again!
"Oh don't bother about them," she said dismissively.
"But Esmeralda....."
"Oh sod that bloody witch!" laughed Sharmi, walking across to him, "......anyway, Lizzie has told her that you won't be able to get them back until tomorrow morning, so let's just put that down," she added as she took the box out of his hands and placed it back on the sofa.
He was bemused, "What?....she's spoken to her?....when?"
"Oh, Lizzie you mean? Earlier dear, it was all organised when she went out....we didn't want to risk losing you, you know!"
