Jill parked her car at the rear of the studio, slightly perturbed at its rundown nature, although she was more reassured when she walked round to the front and saw a professional looking front shop. With family portraits and townscapes decorating the walls, and an array of photographic equipment it looked the business. As she went in, the owner came out from the back studio and greeted her warmly. He shook her hand with a sensitive grip, although he continued to hold it as he made no attempt to disguise the fact he was appraising her body
"So, you are only here for a head and shoulders portrait, shame" he said.
Jill as usual was conservatively dressed, with a pink blouse under a black pullover and slacks. The pullover as usual was a size too large in a vain attempt to hide her ample bosom, while the slacks emphasised the shapeliness of her pert derriere. A size 10 at 34 Jill retained a firm figure, but one she chose to fully display to men who succeeded in bedding her. To many men she appeared something of a harridan, however, it was a fact that once a man had got past her initial diffidence she was a pushover sexually and enjoyed being submissive and getting a good hard fucking. A fact that some men intuitively guessed and some in her wider circle had heard about – as a result she was never short of attention and seen as a prize to be won.
The photographer guided her into the studio with his hand gently pressing against the small of her back.
"So the picture is for a website then?" He asked
"Yes, it's for work."
"Pity, I would have liked to have proposed a proper portrait, you have such a beautiful face with lovely high cheek bones. And your blue eyes are so sensuous" he smiled.
"Thank you" she blushed at the compliment.
"Please look at these. We can do a really professional job"
He opened some portfolio books, the first few pages showed women of various ages in head and shoulders shots, followed by more full length in evening wear and business attire. She picked up another book but as she opened it she saw these were photographs of women semi-naked or fully-nude, shocked but intrigued she carried on turning the pages, the photographer smiled
"Ah, the private collection... we get all shapes and sizes and ages asking for these shots."
He pointed at one of a blonde twenty year old in full frontal pose with very large tits.
"She wanted them digitally enlarged.... not something you would need" he said looking at her impressive rack.
She quickly tuned to the next page, but gasped when she saw the next model.
"That's Joanne, you know her" She nodded.
"Very enjoyable to work with, fabulous tits, really cute bum and deliciously long legs. She's very popular."
He turned the pages revealing evermore provocative poses by her friend.
"These aren't the best, she does some really explicit stuff, the regulars enjoy."
"Popular?"
"Yes, she does sessions for our camera club, and she's not averse to giving extras. You wouldn't think it when you see her in the street, all prim and proper and businesslike, but she is quite the slut when she gets going."
Jill blushed remembering the escapades with her friend when the worked in Germany.
"How well do you know her then", he smiled, "She told me about when she worked in Munich, apparently she was getting it every day. German's are demanding fuckers though she said, she had to take it every way."
Jill absent-mindedly nodded and said "yes", before stumbling out "let's get this picture done."
The photographer smirked, realising he had a more than even chance with her.
They started the shoot getting her to turn her face this way and that, had her look up look down, with the flashlight bursting it was all getting a bit fast and hot.
"You know if you took your jumper off, your shirt would set your complexion off really well."
She hesitated but then pulled her jumper off, not realising that the top three buttons of her blouse had come undone revealing some ample cleavage.
"Great, looks good, lean forward, brilliant."
She did so, not realising that he could capture all of her cleavage.
"They look beautiful."
She looked down and blushed when she saw how exposed she was, she went to button-up her blouse
"Don't you dare... they are excellent. They're probably better than Joanne's. Stand up."
