DING DING! the sound of the bell woke Alex from his daydreaming. With only an hour left in the workday, all of his associates had already gone home. The small camera store he managed was rarely busy in the evening, so he could usually handle the customers by himself. A couple walked through the door. They were younger than Alex, probably in their early 30s, and both looked more misfit than mundane. Alex’s eyes were instantly drawn to the woman.

She was voluptuous and full, curvy and soft. All of her features seemed somehow exaggerated, molded and shaped to exude pure lust and sexuality. The CLICK CLACK of her heels summoned his eyes to her soft feet with dark painted nails. Her dress was cotton with a black and grey plaid pattern. It’s snug fit accentuated and enhanced her curves, making her hips and Ass flare obscenely. Her 38DD tits stretched the fabric nearly to its limits, her prominent nipples threatening to burst through the material. Based on the way her breasts swayed gently with each step, he guessed that she was braless. He started to wonder if she was wearing panties. He forced his eyes upward as his mind wandered, hoping not to get caught leering.

The smirk on her face gave away her amusement. Clearly he had been busted checking out his customer. The streak of purple in her hair triggered recognition in his brain. He simply couldn’t place where he had seen this lovely creature in the past. By the time they arrived at his counter he was racking his memories, sure that he had seen her somewhere before. The dress. That hair! Her lingerie…. Images he had seen on Reddit began to flash before his eyes.

The vixen standing before him was SamireeKnight! He had spent enough time imagining his cock between those full lips to be positive it was her. This had never happened to him before. He wasn’t sure if it was even appropriate to mention that he was a Follower. In fact, he knew that it wasn’t.

“Hi!” She greeted him. “I was wondering if you could maybe help us with some lighting options?”

“My pleasure! I’m Alex,” he replied, perhaps a bit too enthusiastically. He mentally cursed his excitement. “Is this for a studio? Or at home? Photos? Or video?” Cheers erupted in his head at the idea of her pics getting any better than they already were.

“I’m Katie,” she introduced herself. “We’re setting up a home studio. We’d like to be able to shoot photos AND videos….?” She said more like a question than a statement. “We’re just so overwhelmed with options we don’t know where to begin.”

“I’d Love to help!” Alex offered. “What kind of stuff are you shooting?” He was a professional, but he wasn’t above having a little fun.

“Ummm. Ummm….” Katie stammered.

“Lifestyle shoots. In our spare bedroom,” Katie’s partner explained from a short distance away where he walked among the displays.

“Yeah! That!” Katie said with a mischievous giggle.

“I totally understand,” Alex replied. “Knightly things. I have options starting at One hundred and Samiree dollars…..” He stared into her eyes, letting his words sink in. He couldn’t believe he had been so brazen.

“Oh!” She gasped. Katie’s cheeks and neck flushed red. She clearly understood that the tattooed salt & pepper Alex had seen her most intimate bits covered by only the thinnest material. And based on his recognition, he had probably cum more than once imagining removing that material.

They spoke for nearly an hour, long after Alex had locked the door. Katie’s partner seemed to be getting bored as the salesman & the sexpot got deeper and deeper into their conversation.

“Weeeeell, I think I’m ready to get what I need,” Katie lamented, her unwillingness to part ways couldn’t have been missed by Alex. He also hated to see her go so quickly. He found her impossibly sexy and hoped that she would return to the store. “We’ll take three lights, three stands, two soft boxes, and all the help we can get!” Katie joked.

“I can ring you out right up here at the register,” Alex told her, making his way to the front of the store.

“Is there any way I can talk you into some sort of discount?” Katie asked huskily. “For an especially needy woman?”

“I I I I’m sure I can find some room somewhere,” Alex stammered his reply.

“I bet we can…” Katie dripped. “Hoooooneeeeey?!?” She purred loudly, looking over her shoulder at her partner. “Why don’t you go finish running those errands and come back for me in about an hour.” She looked back at Alex and licked her lips, lust in her eyes. “I’m going to try to convince Alex here to show me ALL the ins & outs of working these lights. Every single knob….”

CLUNK Alex turned the key to relock the front door. Katie’s partner had just walked through the exit, leaving her only the instruction to “have fun”. The two of them now alone, a thick silence hung in the air.

“I guess we had better get started…” Alex left the implication hanging. “How do you usually learn best?”

“Oh I’m definitely a hands ON type of learner,” Katie cooed, the sexual innuendo too obvious to be subtle. “I don’t usually pose for anyone other than my husband, but I suppose in the interest of education…” her voice trailed off mid thought. “Will you stop if I get uncomfortable?”

“Of course!” Alex exclaimed. “Is the temperature ok? Let me drag over the chaise so you have a place to sit down.” Alex dragged a large overstuffed chaise into the center of the studio space. It was dark purple velvet, overstuffed and incredibly soft. “Relax for a minute. I’ll start unwrapping the lights,” he offered, patting the edge of the seat.

“Oh!” Katie gasped, sinking into the large cushion of the chaise. Between the royal fabric and outrageous proportions of the couch, she immediately felt like a gothic queen ready to be pampered. Katie leaned back and took in her surroundings.

The studio space was well outfitted and tidy, with floors and walls of flat white. A black background was pulled down from the ceiling and swept the floor behind the chaise. Alex stretched and turned, busying himself with the lights. She actually found him quite appealing.

He stood about 5’9″ with a medium build. His salt and pepper beard and striking blue eyes drew her in. Most of all, Katie like the tattoos that covered nearly every inch of his exposed arms. Her nipples stiffened and a warmth began to spread from her belly as she imagined his powerful arms wrapping her tightly, their colors contrasting against her pale skin. She wondered if she would get to find out where else he might be hiding tattoos. Katie clenched her thighs together tightly and began to rock slightly, becoming more aroused as she thought about the photographer having his way with her. Her nipples began to ache against the cotton of her dress, impossibly hard and sensitive.

POP! A blinding light took Katie’s vision, waking her from her daydream. “Looks like you’re, ummmm…. ready to get started,” Alex joked, his eyes roaming her body and settling on her hands. Katie looked down and gasped. Her left hand supported a large 38DD breast, the fabric of her dress twisted between the thumb and forefinger that tugged at her swollen nipple. Her right hand was buried between her thighs, her Pussy now on fire with desire. When she removed her hand quickly, the evidence of her desire glistened sticky and wet on her fingers.

“I was just, ummmm. Ummmm. Getting into character! Yeah!” Katie offered quickly. It was a thin lie, but she didn’t really care. “I’m just so shy,” she reasoned, “that I need to get myself all worked up just to be in front of the camera, even in lingerie. Despite what you might think, I’m not really that comfortable with my body. In fact, maybe we could smoke this first….” She withdrew a fat blunt from her handbag and held it up for him to inspect.

“I understand completely,” Alex agreed. “I went through a large weight loss and have never felt comfortable in my own skin…”

An idea came to Katie. A naughty, exciting idea. “I tell you what,” she said, an offer forming, “if you take off your pants and boxers while you photograph me, I’ll strip down to my undies.” Katie gently lifted her dress to demonstrate she wasn’t kidding….

To be continued…