My wife Sally and I were having a little party. Our best friends Steve and Tina were going to come over to help out with our other guests. I heard their car pull into the driveway and went out to great them. Steve and I always had a lot of fun and Tina and I were very close. I looked into the car to find Tina alone. “Where’s Steve?” I asked as I walked up t...
I have been a photographer for nearly twenty years, working the past five out of a standard storefront studio and shop. I used to work the glamour and fashion runway circuit, but I got tired of dealing with shallow, anorexic chicks with phony silicone tits and decided to find something more enjoyable. I do the wedding gigs and portraits to pay the bills like...
Aditi woke up to the aroma of freshly brewed coffee drifting in to the room. She sat up using the pillow as a backrest to find Dev standing before her with a tray in his hand. Groggily she reached for the coffee and took a sip. The coffee was perfect -- made just the way she liked it. 'Morning, Love!' she smiled. 'Why are you up so early on a Saturday? And...
It was the third weekend after Paul and Ali's visit when Rachel expressed an interest in seeing the pictures we had snapped of our evening of debauchery. They captured the moment well and the girls looked very sexy. Rachel joked we should have had a professional photographer capture it in the style of a wedding or something-- before, during and after. I resp...
Joanne missed her husband, Rod, when he was away, he was a lot these days. Leaving her to her own company. At least she had her friend, Amy, and they spent a lot of time in each others company. Joanne was 32, and Amy was 37, the same age as Rod, with her own hubby, Ted, being older at 41. Ted never really got on with Rod and was glad of the frequent trips he...
This whole sexual fantasy thing with my wife started a year or so ago when I found a photo on the Internet that looked like my wife posing half nude on our master bedroom bed. I went through various emotions and eventually felt I had to know if it was her. I worked up the courage one Sunday morning to show the photo to her and of course she was a bit upset a...
In the 80s and early 90s boudoir photos were the rage; women of all shapes and sizes were spackling on a dollop of makeup, squeezing into their sexiest black lace teddies and heading to Glamour Shots, hoping to recapture that spark or maybe create a little fire in the bedroom. Lying in bed one night my husband asked me if I had ever thought about posing for...
I found what I was looking for on the Internet. It took some time, but I knew exactly what I wanted. "Lady Patricia" her web site was called. The home page picture showed an attractive woman, perhaps thirties, neat dark hair to her shoulders. She was standing in a long black halter top evening dress that clung to the curves of what was obviously a man's dre...
My wife Jill and I moved from North Carolina to New York City after I got a promotion with the investment group I worked with. We hated to leave our home state but it was a good opportunity and since we were in our late 20's and didn't want to start a family for a few more years we thought it would be fun to live in the city for a couple years and hopefully...
She stood quivering in the court. The long dark hairs of her innocent face sparkling with the chink of light bathing the defendants' dock. Guilty or not guilty? She was guilty, of course. The blameless persona was a front; much like the cute puppy cheekily hoping that their owner would not attribute culpability to them for the messy house. She tried to loo...