Fiona and her friend Lia came into my storefront photo studio late one night a few months ago. I'm just a few blocks off Bourbon Street and I do a lot of old fashioned costume shots – it pays the bills – and I get a lot of that business in the evening. That's why I stay open late at night. People get a little shit-faced, want something memorable and come on in. Usually it's a couple so I was surprised to see two certifiable hotties stagger in together at 2:00 AM.
"You do glamour shots?" Lia giggled.
"I do 'em straight, soft and hard core," I said.
Grabbing onto each other, they giggled nervously. "Just the soft stuff and Fiona wants to be the model," said Lia as she pushed her toward me.
"Hey, I can do you both together...a little girl-on-girl action?" I asked.
Gawd, no! We're straight!" Fiona spoke for the first time. It was more of a gasp and I could tell she was nervous about the whole idea.
"Yeah, she wants to do it for her boyfriend. He's waiting outside," said Lia as she pushed Fiona forward again.
I looked out the window and saw two guys, both a little blitzed. The one with the hopeful look on his face must have been Fiona's boyfriend. I checked her out; tight bod, nice high tits, one of those unintentional begging-to-be-fucked stances that attract attention from pussy hounds everywhere.
I led them over to the rack of clothes for the soft stuff. It was a collection of gauzy, see-through blouses, tube tops, and daisy dukes. I noticed they kept stealing glances at the next rack which was filled with garters, crotchless panties and a few other bells, whistles and whips for the harder stuff.
Fiona picked out a thin peasant blouse and a short little skirt. I shook my head at the skirt. "You won't need it," I said. The blouse is long enough to cover everything."
I took the skirt away from her and handed it to Lia who screamed in delight. "Yeah! Bare-assed naked!" she shrieked.
"Not really. Just put on the blouse like it was a night gown, nothing underneath. This is just soft shots, just a tease for the boys outside."
Blushing, Fiona retreated to the dressing room followed by Lia. In a few minutes, they stumbled out. "Whoa!" I said, unable to stop ogling.
The top just covered her ass, a nice thing caused by her chest which was larger than I thought. Standing there in front of a strong back light, it did little to hide the fact that she had done just as I instructed. Her breasts were still high and firm, the nipples were little bullets in the chill of the room. This girl was incredibly hot. If I could talk her into a little nudie work, I could make a bundle. I wanted some hardcore, though, and I had some internet buyers who would pay extremely well for it.
"Sit on the stool," I said as I arranged the camera. "Get comfortable and don't worry. You control how much you want to show. Lia, go keep the boys company. This will take about half an hour."
Fiona glanced at Lia as she turned. "Don't leave me here alone!"
"They'll just be next door," I said. "I've got a tab at the bar and she's going to be a distraction if she stays here."
"Hey, if the drinks are on him, I'm outta here. Don't let him see you nekkid" said Lia as she retreated. She stopped at the door and said, "You know the old saying, naked means you don't have any clothes on. Nekkid means you don't have any clothes on and you're up to something." She slammed the door behind her, leaving me alone with a suddenly nervous model.
I clicked on some jazz, hit the remote control door lock and disappeared behind the camera. "Put your hands on the stool, put your feet and about two feet apart and lean forward."
Nice shot showing lots of leg and a little cleavage.
"Now turn sideways and arch your back."
Nice shot highlighting her tits. Those hard nipples perked up the front of the blouse nicely.
"Lift your right leg and put your foot on the top bar of the stool."
Nice shot of her leg again, this time all the way up to her hip.
"Don't rush this," I thought to myself. "One step at a time and I can get her to flash a little tit. Sure wish I was in front of her. I could get a great exposed pussy shot."
"Now jump off the stool and rest your elbows on it. Chin on hands and give me a big smile."
She hopped down and gave me the pose. Although her ass was pointed away from me, I knew it was mostly exposed. She was slowly getting used to being naked, almost unaware of how much of her body was uncovered.
Nice down blouse shot with most of her tits exposed and just the nipples covered
She was starting to have fun with this cheesecake work. Time to press a little farther. "I love your red hair," I said. It looks long enough to cover your boobs. Would you be uncomfortable if I asked you to sweep it around front and drop the blouse to your waist? Nothing will show, I promise."
She hesitated for a moment. Slightly flushed, she tugged the top down to her waist, exposing her tits for a second until she pulled her hair around to cover them again. I had thought that she would be more modest and pull her hair around first. Still, I enjoyed the view, even if it was only a quick flash. I also knew right there that I could get the harder shots I wanted.
It was a nice shot, by the way. Her red hair hugged her tits and drew more attention to them. The top of the blouse sagged well below her waist line and gave me pause for thought. Pubes or no pubes?
"Come on around to the front of the stool and lean back against it."
Holding the blouse in place, she did as she was told. Leaning back like that emphasized the slimness of her waist and highlighted her boobs which had started to peak out from behind her hair.
Another great shot. Just a hint of nipple and the blouse was struggling to cover her crotch. I could tell by her increased breathing and heartbeat that she found posing like this naughty but stimulating.
"Now I want you to run your fingers through your hair." It was the final test of how far she was willing to go. She would have to let go of the blouse which would fall to the floor and leave her totally naked.
Hesitantly, she raised one hand toward her hair, holding the blouse and the last remnants of her modesty with the other hand. "No, both hands," I ordered.
She looked at the blouse, then at me. "Uh...OK," she whispered.
"Make it look hot."