Glamour Shots, Chapter 24 - Sex Stories

Glamour Shots, Chapter 24

... each other… her first, but still in the midst of it when I joined her. After, as we lay quietly luxuriating in the sense of peace, love, and satiation, she voiced the thing I had been carefully avoiding all night. “Tomorrow is the lingerie shoot. I’ll need to get up early to run by the shelter and still get there on time, so is it okay if I join you in the shower?” “Sure – and since when have you had to ask about that?” She snuggled against me. “I know, but I thought I’d ask anyway.” She hesitated for a moment, and then went on, “You’re okay with me doing that, right? The lingerie shoot? I know you weren’t real crazy about the idea at first…” “Babe, I’m still not crazy about it, but I am okay with it. I understand that it’s something you want to do, and it’s not for me to tell you what you can or can’t do. Within certain limits, of course – but you have those same limitations on me. It’s just pictures, right?” “Yes, of course. But I know you weren’t comfortable with it being just me, with none of the other models present. Jennifer will be there, you know.” I hugged her. “Didn’t know, but kind of assumed. Thanks for telling me though. I’m just being a jealous fool, I know – and I totally trust you – but you have to admit that the situation is a little odd. You in sexy lingerie, some other guy telling you exactly what he wants you to do for him…” She laughed. “You make it sound like so much more fun than it will be! It is just pictures, silly, and I’ll be working. We all three ...

... will. I promise.” “Yeah, logically I know that. It’s all the strange little mental images that keep creeping in that are screwing with my mind.” She lay silently against me for awhile, apparently turning that statement over in her head, because when she spoke, she said, “And do those mental images make you horny? Do you get all hard and aroused by what your imagination comes up with?” I sighed. “You already know they do; they shouldn’t, I don’t think, but they do. And that’s another weird thing to gnaw at me… just what I needed.” “Oh, stop! It’s okay that you get aroused thinking of me; actually, I’m really glad that you do. If those fantasies work in your imagination, why not just enjoy it?” “Mmm, I suppose. Your attitude toward sex and arousal is entirely too healthy – you know that, right?” She giggled. “It’s just good clean fun, right? Might as well enjoy it while we can.” “See? There you go again, making far too much sense. Can’t even enjoy my own neuroses around you, can I?” I loved the way her body felt against me, so very warm and soft, the scent of her and of sex in the air and the taste of her still on my tongue. We drifted then, and eventually slept, although I woke up a few times during the night, each time a new image of her posing naked for Derek in my mind. It left me hard and perspiring each time, and toward morning I pulled her to me and took her again, unable to stand the near-constant arousal and tormenting images. When I entered her from behind she groaned ...