Risque Photos 2

"Oh, mom," Mark said as he entered the kitchen, "got any ideas about where I can have the pictures done?"
Natalie smiled at him. "Oh yeah. I've still got the number of
that college student where we had our pictures taken long ago." She
reached into her purse, and thumbing through her wallet, she handed
him the number. "Give her a call. Maybe she's still doing it."

"Hey, thanks mom, you're a doll." He took the slip of paper as
he pecked his mother on the cheek. Mark called the number and talked
a while with her. Hanging up the phone, he remarked, "She says sure."

Throwing him the car keys, she answered, "Don't be too late, Mark."
"I won't be, mom. And thanks."

Debbie had moved since the last time he had seen her. He drove to
a swanky part of town and to a bigtime photo studio. As he entered the office he noticed a young lady sitting behind the desk of the
most decorated office he had ever seen.
"Can I help you, young man?"
"Yes, I just called about an hour ago."

"Oh yeah, the business photo guy." Reaching into her drawer she
withdrew some forms. "Just fill these out and we're be all set."

"I had some pictures taken here about five years ago. Why should
I have to fill out some dumb form? It should be in your files."
"Well, sorry. But it's just a formality. Afterall, we must know
who we're dealing with."
Obliging the cute brunette Mark took the forms. As he was busy 
filling them out, Debbie walked in.

"Oh, hi, Mark. What are you doing with those silly forms?"
"I gave them to him, Debbie."
Snatching the forms from him she tossed them into the wastebasket.
"No need for those stupid formalities."
"But, Debbie," the secretary protested.

"Colleen, he's been here before. Besides, I'm not going to charge
him anyway. Now just go and get the studio set up."
As Colleen left the room Debbie sat down across from Mark. "So,
Mark, how have you been?"

"Fine, I guess." He couldn't help but notice as he looked at her
how she had changed. 

Noticing his look, she casually remarked, crossing her legs, 
"Yeah, I did. I cut my hair." Puffing it up, she asked, "Do you like it this way?"
"Sure do," he smiled and added with a grin, "Makes you look sexier
than before."

She blushed slightly. "Oh yeah you think so?" Mark smiled at her
as she undid her legs allowing him a look under her short dress. "You
haven't changed much though. Maybe a little taller. But you still got that little boy face, you know."
"Yeah I know. Silly isn't it?"

"No, not in the least, Mark." 
"Well, thanks, Debbie."

"So, maybe we should get down to business already." She slid the
chair closer to him, slid forward a little, and looked at Mark. "So,
big guy, what kind of job are you trying to get? Afterall, most jobs
don't require pictures of their employees?"
"Well, it's just a summer job. They like pictures of all their
employees."

"That's strange," she remarked bending toward him and, putting her
elbows on her bare knees, rested her head in her hands. "What place
you gonna be working at anyway?"
"Sunnyvale Resort."

"Oh? That's interesting. I belong to that place. Been there quite a bit lately."
"So I guess, if I get the job, I'll see you over there sometimes."
"You probably will." Giggling, she added, "Yeah, you'll see a lot of me, too."
Mark just smiled at her. He couldn't help seeing down her blouse
as he asked, "How often do you go there?"

"At least twice a week. Gotta stay in shape, you know." She
laughed. "So how many pictures do you actually need? And what kind?"
"Well, I'm not really sure about that. They just said pictures."
He started to get uneasy as she slid closer to him. "And, one of 
them has to be a full frontal," he was embarrassed, and blurted out
quickly, "nude."

Debbie laughed, jiggling her breasts. "Well, that makes sense.
Afterall, it is a nudist resort, you know."
"Excuse me, Debbie. The studio's all set up."
"Great, Colleen." Patting his knee, she asked, "Well, Mark, you
ready?"

"Yeah, I guess. Might as well get it done."
"Oh, don't be shocked when you enter. I've updated my equipment
quite a bit."
"Will Colleen be in there with us?"
"Why do you ask?"
"Well, you know. It's just that . . ."
"Why should you be shy? You weren't shy the first time. Why now?" She turned to face him, looking him in the eye. "As a matter of fact she will be in there. Does it bother you? I really don't need her. I just like her company."
"Not really, Debbie. But how does she feel about it, anyway?"

"Well, I really don't know to be honest. I never did those kind
of pictures after that first time." She patted his arm as they entered the studio, "Don't worry. It'll be fine."
Entering the studio Mark noticed Colleen was setting up a backdrop. Mark liked the countryside look of it and thought
of how it would look. The lights of the studio shone brightly against the backdrop silouetting her figure. She cut a sexy figure,
he thought. He wondered as she turned to him, smiling, if she was as
sexy as Debbie.

"Maybe we should put out the bench."
"That might help. I knew it was missing something. But I couldn't place what." Colleen went to get the bench. She sat down
on it and put her arms across the back. "So you think?"
"That's it, Colleen," Debbie answered. "That looks just great."
Debbie looked at her assistant sitting on the bench. "Hey, Colleen,
let me take a few of you in the countryside." Turning to Mark, she
grinned, asking, "You think I should?"
"Sure, why not."

"That could be fun, Debbie. What kind of pose did you want?"
"Oh, I don't know. Let me confer with my assistant here." She conversed with Mark in whispers and after a few minutes replied, with
a wry grin, "I know. Why don't you unbutton your blouse except for
the last one."

Colleen looked at Debbie. "Oh, yeah, that'll be good." As she
undid the last button, she asked, "And how about this, too?" She hiked up her skirt spreading her legs in the process. She put her
arms back on the backrest.

"Maybe if you slouched a little on the bench?"
Obliging the request of her boss she slid down a little on the bench. Doing so casued her blouse to open sliigthly revealing the insides of her breasts. "This pose okay?"
"Yeah, that's fine." Debbie snapped a picture. "Now, give me
a different pose."

Debbie sat there, pondering. It took her a few minutes. Afterall
she wasn't a model and had never done it before. Sitting on the backrest she cradled her head in her hands resting her elbows on her
knees. She looked at Debbie. Getting a negative response, she
spread her legs a little, trying not to be too revealing. "How about this then?" She noticed her boss' negative head movement. Kicking
off her sandles, she spread her legs wider. "This better?"
Debbie looked at her nodding. "Yeah, super pose, Colleen." She
snapped a few pictures.

Mark was watching intently. Sitting on the backrest, bent over the way she was with her legs spread wide, allowed him a nifty view 
of her attributes. Her skimpy bra allowed a tantalizing glimpse of
her breasts. And with her legs spread wide, as they were, he could
plainly see her frilly pink lace panties. Under the lights of the studio, as thin as the material was, he could just make out the dark triangle.
Looking at Debbie, she couldn't help but notice how Mark was undressing her with his eyes, she simply asked, "Where's he going to
be working anyway?"

"Sunnyvale Resort."
Getting off the bench, she added with a smile, "Oh, there." Turning to Mark, she remarked, "Well, it's your turn now, buster."
Grinning at her boss, as he made his way to the bench, she whispered, "I know what kind of pictures they want."
"Oh you do, do you?"
"Oh yeah."
"That doesn't bother you, does it?"

"Naw." Thinking a moment, she replied, "I was thinking of applying there myself. Afterall, it's a little extra money since we're closed Sunday and Monday." 
"Well then, Colleen, I could take your pictures tonight, too."
"Sure, Deb, might as well use up the film. But first," pointing
at Mark, "you should probably shoot him." Removing the bench as requested, she turned to Mark, "Don't let it bother you, kid."
"Oh, it doesn't bother me, Colleen."

"Good. "Cause if you blush it shows on film."
Debbie snapped a few pictures consisting of headshots, shoulder
shots, and full figure shots. "I really don't know what what kind of
pictures they want so I'll just shoot away. They can choose which
ones they want." Clicking off numerous shots he obliged her by
giving various poses to the flashing light. "Hey, you know Mark, you're a natural."
"Thanks Deb. You should know. Afterall you taught me everything
I know."

She blushed. "I guess I did, didn't I?" She smiled at her assistant. "Well, kid, it's time for the full frontal."
Colleen walked over to Mark. "You're pretty good at this posing
thing, aren't you?" Noticing his nod, she continued, "Well, Mark,
don't be embarrassed and the pictures'll turn out great." She pointed
him toward the dressing room.