Chapter 1: Introduction
I had just left my Uncles retirement party, and a couple shots of liquid courage before the taxi arrived to take me back to Reggie's house. It was hard to believe that only a couple weeks ago that I discovered the perverted pictures he took of me at work, photos of me prancing around at work in my tiny booty shorts, my nipples poking though my t-shirt.
But I guess since I was on exhibition for all the customers in the first place, I calmed down a bit. Winning the amateur wives and girlfriends contest and the $500 Reggie gave me opened my world, the possibilities that I can be admired and desired by men across the world. I dipped my toe into that industry and my big tits drew an interest for more.
But tonight's shoot was different, I thought my big breasts was my main attraction but someone wanted pictures of my ass, I worked out hard not to have a flat ass like my cousins, it took a lot of running and squats to make sure my ass filled out the tiny shorts I wear at work. Reggie took the deposit on the commission before asking me. If I was gonna be posing for that, I had to be extra careful when I shaved my pubic hair and I ended up shaving everything, my pussy was bald.
My heart suddenly started racing and my anxiety shot through the roof as the taxi arrived to Reggie's neighborhood. Reggie's new wife did not appreciate me posing for him half naked but she was usually always there to ensure everything was on the up and up and Reggie remained a faithful husband, I was a little bothered that I learned she was out of town. I would be alone with Reggie and expected to be fully naked this time. I pushed those disturbing thoughts out of my mind and concentrated on being that calendar girl I was getting paid to be.
I closed my eyes and breathed deeply, trying to calm myself. Before long, I felt the taxi turn into Reggie's driveway and come to a stop. I opened my eyes and reached into my purse to pay the driver.
His gaze drifted downward, lingering on my cleavage. I smiled, knowing that my daring choice of costume - a low-cut black top, tight leather pants, and knee-high boots - was having the desired effect. I handed him the cash and stepped out of the taxi, the cold night air causing a shiver to run through me.
As I approached Reggie's house, I could feel the anticipation growing within me. I had never been inside this part of town before, and the dark, foreboding atmosphere seemed to match the apprehension I was feeling.
I walked up to the door, and before I could knock, it swung open. Reggie stood in the doorway, greeting me with a wide grin.
"Alice, my dear, you're right on time." He ushered me in and closed the door behind us. "Let's get started right away, shall we?"
I nodded, feeling a mixture of excitement and nerves. Reggie led me to the downstairs living room, where he had set up a makeshift studio with lights, backdrops, and a camera.
I hesitated for a moment, glancing nervously around the room.
"Are you ready, Alice?" he asked, his voice smooth and coaxing.
"I think so," I replied, taking a deep breath to steady myself.
Reggie gave me another once over.
"You look great but your outfit is on the bed." Reggie pointed at the centerpiece of the shoot.