Chapter 25: Lance and Cathy

Tuesday evening shortly before closing time a distinguished gentleman walked into the shop.

“Good evening sir, how may I be of assistance?”

“I heard that you specialize in nude photography, is that correct?”

“Euh yes, why do you ask?”

“I have, what may sound like a strange request. By the way, my name is Lance.”

“Yes, you probably know I’m Lew right? So tell me about your strange request.”

“You see, I’ve always wanted some nice photos of my wife Cathy in the nude, but I can’t get her to agree and I was wondering if you would be able to convince her and take these pictures for me?”

“Wow that’s a tall order, why doesn’t she want to have pictures taken in the buff?”

“She’s now 45 and she thinks she’s way past such frivolities. Whatever I tell her, she’s convinced she’s far from beautiful enough, and believe me she looks great and spends a lot of time in the gym to keep in shape. Here let me show you a picture I took without her knowing it with my phone.

Lance showed me a grainy picture on his phone of an attractive topless lady. She had gorgeous boobs, very firm, with the cutest very light-colored areolae and nipples you can imagine. I could only see a portion of her face, as Lance had been focusing on her boobs when he took the picture. He showed me another grainy one fully clothed and from what I could make out, his Cathy looked very nice indeed.

“I see that she allowed you to take a picture of her topless with your phone, have you tried with a camera, a question of getting better quality pictures?”

“I surprised her in the bathroom when I took the photo with my phone and she demanded I immediately delete it, which I didn’t do as you can see, but she doesn’t know.”

“Being a naughty boy aren’t you Lance?”

“Yes and no, but it’s so frustrating I can’t get any good photos of her, no hope of her allowing me to take better quality pictures with a digital camera, so I’m desperate. I hope she will be able to keep her stunning body in shape, but who knows for how long, and when that happens I am sure she will regret not taking the opportunity when she was still in her prime for the rest of her life.”

“You still have some time Lance, a few weeks ago I photographed an, at first unwilling, 52-year-old woman in the nude, and believe me she’s a stunner. You remember Gwyneth Paltrow had her picture taken on her 58^th birthday in her backyard, also completely nude. She had it even published under the caption, ‘in my birthday suit on my 58^th birthday’, unfortunately for her, her daughter was not amused by her stunt but she said she couldn’t care less.”

“Could you try to talk Cathy into posing naked please, as you did with that 52-year-old woman?”

“I have talked several women out of their clothes before, but from what you tell me, Cathy is going to be a tough cookie to crack. I do like a good challenge though, so if you want me to, I’m willing to try.”

“Great, how do you want to go about it?”

“Those, my friend, are the tricks of the trade I’m not very willing to share.”

“OK, I understand. What do I need to do to make this happen?”

“The best thing you can do is bring Cathy along under the pretense of having her portrait taken, figuring out a reason, I leave to you. Please don’t mention anything about her posing in the nude, because that would make it definitely impossible.”

“When can you do it, I can’t wait.”

“How about tomorrow? Would that be convenient? Can you come up with a plausible reason to bring her here then?”

“I think so, what would be a good time?”

“I have my assistant Jada in the shop tomorrow afternoon, so she can take care of any customers picking up prints or stuff, so any time in the afternoon would be fine, maybe not too late; it may take some time to convince her to go starkers. Can I put some pressure on her with a cock and bull story?”

“You have my fullest consent, short of physical force, for whatever you need to do to get her naked in front of your lens.”

“Fine, we’ve got a deal then, I’ll expect you around 2 pm, make sure she wears something that looks nice, but comes off easily, a summer dress is always good. I guess you won’t be able to convince her to be naked under the dress?”

“I guess not, but why do you ask?”

“Bras and panties always leave marks on the skin, so when they take them off, they show in the pictures. It takes a while for the marks to disappear and I’m not sure how long I can keep her running around naked in the studio, assuming I can talk her out of her dress in the first place. The dress is usually the most difficult part to get them to remove, once that is gone, the rest usually follows fairly easily.”

“I can hear you are indeed a master in getting the ladies naked.”

“Just a thought, would she be interested in any sort of kinky stuff? I mean would she be susceptible to going into a sub position?”

“No I don’t think so, we’ve never tried anything in that direction, so no that might even scare her off.”

“OK, good to know, but it’s sometimes another way of getting the ladies to disrobe. See you tomorrow then around 2 pm, with Cathy.”

“I’ll keep my fingers crossed.”

“Oh before I forget, you’ll be able to follow the whole session without her knowing about it via the screen in my computer room, Jada will show you once I disappear with Cathy into the studio. The whole session will be videoed as well, so if you want, I can provide you a DVD afterwards. The whole thing, including prints or a photo album plus DVD, will come to € 2000, is that acceptable?”

“Yes, I don’t care much what the costs will be, as long as I get photos of my Cathy in de nude.”

“Excellent we’ve got a deal, if I can’t get her out of her clothes, you’ll get the clothed portraits for free. I do have a reputation to live up to you know!”

The following morning was rather calm, I briefed Jada, when she arrived after lunch, on what was to happen in the afternoon and what her role would be. Now it was just waiting for Lance and Cathy to arrive. Right on the dot of 2, they walked into the shop. A first look at Cathy confirmed Lance was right, she was a looker, and the summer dress she wore clung to her lithe figure, with almost bare shoulders, just spaghetti straps holding up the dress. Unfortunately, I also detected bra straps, telling me Lance had not succeeded in talking Cathy into coming without the lingerie; OK so be it. The dress ended mid-thigh leaving the biggest portion of her shapely tanned legs bare, on her feet she wore sandals showing her nice slender feet with toenails fashionably painted bright red like her fingernails. I had agreed with Lance upfront to pretend we didn’t know each other.

“Good afternoon sir and madam, how can I be of assistance to you?”

“Good afternoon, I told my wife Cathy that you are famous in the village for taking portraits.”

“Thank you for the compliment and yes I do pride myself on doing justice to the people I photograph. Are you looking for a couple’s portrait or just of one of you?”

“No it’s my wife, I’d like a nice set of portraits of her, with some of them being larger prints for wall mounting.”

“Excellent, I can do that, when would you like me to do it?”

“Euh right now if possible?”

“Um, yes that’s possible, Jada can look after the shop while I take...?”

“Oh my wife’s name is Cathy, and I am Lance, sorry for not introducing us.”

“No worries, I’m Lew by the way, but I guess you knew that?”

“Yes, we knew from the people who recommended you.”

“Great, shall we go to the studio then Cathy?”

“You coming, Lance?”

“No dear, I don’t want to interfere with Lew’s creativity, and besides I need to run an errand downtown, but I’ll come back to pick you up, when will you be finished, Lew?”

“It may take a few hours as we have to see what background to choose, maybe do something special with lighting some special poses. We’ll have to see, come back around 4, 4:30, I guess we’ll be finished by then.”

“Wow, will it take so long?” Cathy asked already looking worried.

“Don’t worry Cathy, once we get going I’ll bet you’ll have lots of fun and it will be over before you know it.”

“OK then.”

“See you later then Lance,” I said, giving him a wink.

While Cathy and I went to the studio, Jada took Lance into the computer room so he could follow the whole procedure. He seemed extremely nervous and curious whether I was going to be able to talk his wife out of her clothes to pose naked in front of the camera. I had my plan worked out, it was devious and naughty and I expected Cathy to get mad at me and her husband, but I was sure that in the end, she would love it, especially when she saw the results the week after.

“OK Cathy, have you ever posed for a photographer before?”

“No, I have absolutely no idea what you’ll expect me to do.”

“Don’t worry, once we get started it will come naturally to you, let’s start with something simple, do you guys have a garden?”

“Yes in the back.”

“Great let’s start with a garden background, pretend you’re in your garden and you’re looking at the beautiful flowers, I’ve got a basket here with some fake flowers for you to carry, pretending to gather them, don’t look at the camera please.”

Cathy did exactly what I asked her to do, she was a natural and didn’t even know it. I had her take different poses, then put a garden bench out for her to sit on and pretend she was in a park. After about 20 minutes, I thought the time was ripe to tackle the subject of nudity.

“Would you care to lower the straps of your dress for me, Cathy?”

“Not really.”

“I’m afraid I’m gonna have to insist.”

“I said no!”

“Ah, it’s clear Lance didn’t give you the full story then.”

“What story?”

“About him losing the bet.”

“What bet?”

“It’s obvious you have no idea, do you? Well Lance and I had a bet about the election, and if he won, I would give him a portrait session of his wife for free, but if he lost, you had to model for me in any way I would choose. I’m afraid he lost.”

“No way!”

“Yes, so I’m afraid you’ll have to play along. Lance sang your praises on how beautiful you are and he was right Cathy, you are a gorgeous woman, and taking pictures of beautiful women in the nude is my passion.”

“God no, the stupid man, so that’s why he brought me here with a cock and bull story about getting a nice portrait of me to hang on the wall, and besides I’m too old for this crap. Is there something we can work out maybe, just between the two of us? I’ll pay you handsomely for the portraits.”

“A bet is a bet I’m afraid Cathy and you will have to pay up in the way that Lance and I agreed, so please lower the straps of your dress. We will build up to it, I don’t want you to start stripping right away, and I assure you that in the end, you will like it. I’ve done this so many times before with women much older than you. Just a few weeks ago I had a gorgeous woman of 52 in here, who was tricked by her daughter to pose in the nude for me. By the end of the session, she was even seriously aroused. Let me assure you that is not my purpose here, but who knows, if it were to happen, Lance and yourself would benefit from that once you get back home.”

“I’ll be more likely to hit him for getting me into this kind of situation.”

“Why? Now tell me do you go to the beach sometimes?”

“Uh yes, regularly.”

“Do you wear a bikini then?”

“Yes of course, but I’m not on the beach right now!”

“No that’s right, but think back, I bet you it’s a very tiny bikini, with just a string in your ass.”

“Yes.”

“And when you walk around in it, you love it when the men look at you, drool over you, as I bet they do with your stunning body. That’s your exhibitionist streak, one you share with a major proportion of all the good-looking women in this world.”

“You think so?”

“Yes I think so and besides, you’ve got smashing boobs...”

“What do you know about my boobs, you’ve never seen them!”

“I have, Lance, showed me the picture he took of you with his phone, topless in the bathroom.”

“The bastard, he promised me he would delete that!”

“Don’t be mad at him, it’s what convinced me to go for the bet in the first place, on the off chance I would get to see those enticing boobs of yours in real life, and better yet, photograph them. So please, again, can you lower the straps of your dress”

Reluctantly Cathy finally complied, accepting her fate. I got her to turn her back to me and pull the zipper of her dress down, revealing her completely naked back, except for the bra and upon my request, she gave me a sultry look over her shoulder. With some more convincing she pulled the top of the dress over her shoulders and let it slide down her arms, finally dropping to the floor, leaving her in her bra and French, almost transparent knickers, it was a very nice combination in a daring pink-purple color combination, with lots of lace at the fringes.

When she finally turned around, her exhibitionist streak took over as she lifted her arms high in the air a defiant smile on her face, as if saying ‘here look at me, I’m gorgeous’. She did look as if she stepped right out of a lingerie fashion magazine, her stunning body with her brown curls accentuating her beautiful face. So far so good, now the final hurdle, total nudity, I wondered if she would dare to go for it.

“Excellent Cathy, let me give you some music to dance to, taking pictures while a woman is dancing always gives excellent results.”

After about 10 minutes of dancing Cathy was slightly out of breath, but enjoying herself, maybe I should try to numb her final inhibitions with a bit of alcohol.

“Can I offer you a glass of Champagne Cathy?”

“Yes that would be nice, I was getting a bit thirsty from the dancing.”

She gulped the glass down in one go and continued to dance. After a few minutes, it started to take effect.

“You think I’ve got beautiful boobs?”

“Yes absolutely.”

“You really want to see them?”

“I’d love to, go on, show them to me.”

She moved her hands behind her back, fumbling with the hooks of her bra. When they finally came undone, she grabbed the straps of the bra and pulled them sideways taking it off, and swinging it high in the air before throwing it away. I was taking pictures all the time.

“Well, what’s your opinion?”

“Cathy they’re divine, D-cup are they?”

“Yes, what about my nipples, they’re so bland, so colorless, I bet you’ve seen far nicer ones in your career.”

“I love your nipples, they’re just right for your boobs, I guess that Lance loves to suck them?”

“Yes he does, he also likes to eat my pussy. Now that we’re at it, would you care to see my pussy too?”

“I’m just dying to finally meet your pussy, show it to me girl.”

She didn’t need any more convincing, she grabbed the elastic of her French panties and pulled them all the way down, dangling them on her right foot before launching them in a nice arc toward me, as a stripper would. She had a gorgeous pussy, nicely shaven, with an eye-catching, well-trimmed, heart-shaped bush.

“Very nice hairdo, did you do that yourself?”

“No this is strictly Lance’s work, he loves to shave me and trim my bush, always in a different shape. I can guess now why he chose a heart shape this time.”

This made for some excellent pictures, Lance was going to be in seventh heaven I thought. But he was witnessing it all wasn’t he from the computer room? I guessed that by now he had a very hard problem in his pants, unfortunately so did I and there was nothing I could do about it, as a married woman, Cathy was strictly off-limits for me, I never get involved with married women, with one exception, my beloved Catherine from Rome.

I would have to rely on Jada to bring me a release later this evening, or my faithful friend at the end of my right arm. I got Cathy to give me some very daring poses, exposing her pussy, even playing with it and making it very moist in the process. To be honest, I was a bit jealous of Lance as he was the one who would be taking advantage of his wife’s arousal later that day. I bet they will be tearing each other’s clothes off once they get at home and fuck as they’ve never fucked before. Lance’s deceit to get the long-awaited photos of his wife in the altogether will most certainly be forgiven.