Between The Lens – The Erotica

Dear Readers. Thanks for stepping into my story. Well, to start with, this may not be classified as a sex story like the ones you see on this website. It’s more of an erotica. Everything revolves around sex, but there’s never any long explanation of how it is happening between the protagonists. Infact, the narration just skips that entirely. No oohs and aaahs at all. So, while the story is really long, please head in with the expectation that this is more of an erotica than sex story. Brickbats and bouquets are welcome to my email [email protected]. Thanks once again. Here goes the story..

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A tiny water drop on the lower lip dripping out

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The tip of tongue licking the water drop lusciously

I, Sam, in the middle of an erotic shoot with a lady whom I could befriend a few days back from the craigslist. Few days back, if I had thought of getting a chance to do an erotic shoot with a beautiful woman, I would have pinched myself to wake up to reality. But now, am doing that in real.

Let me introduce myself. I’m Sam, an early 30 years old man from Bangalore. Lead a typical life of work, family and then again work. Work is going great guns, so is the married life. Nevertheless, the Sagittarian that I am, I seek new adventures and relationships every now and then. I’m romantic at heart, erotic at thoughts and wild at action.

Stepping into the story, yes, I’m shooting a gorgeous woman in the best erotic way possible. Boudoir photography, which atleast some would have heard about. I’m doing the same with a 35 year old BBW sort of a married woman at her home on a bright spring morning. It all started with a small ad I posted, just to try out on craigslist, offering Boudoir photography services to interested women of any age, size and shape. My photography hobby had developed steadily enough and I could say, I got a hang on the same.

And when I started exploring different forms of photography, Boudoir is something that I liked so much. Capturing raw and pure forms of feminine moods and body shapes is erotic. It’s titillating for sure, but very challenging too. More than the semi naked bodies, it’s the raw feminine expressions which are of immense interest for me to capture.

Back to the context, I just posted the ad on CL and hoped someone shows the interest. Guess, a month passed and I had almost forgotten about the ad. Work kept me busy and one weekend that I found myself free to pick my camera once again, I checked my mail for CL response and bingo there’s one. It was short and sweet, just asking for more details, without even the name of the sender. I replied introducing and sharing a bit more about myself and with my ideas of boudoir and how to take this up. Few more mails and I got to know that she had replied to the craigslist ad on a day when her hormones were on a high. She is a house wife of a business man, stays at a posh colony of Bangalore and is of 35 years age. She isn’t too sure if she wants to do boudoir though.

I approached her professionally as I clearly wanted this to be a challenging assignment for my photography skills. I mentioned my interest areas and my charges and other conditions to take up the assignment. I mentioned that the place would be her choice and I would drop back the sd card of the camera with her so that there’s absolute secrecy for the whole act. This brought her confidence and we started to chat. I realized she is an intelligent woman, though didn’t pursue her career after marriage. She has a kid of 10 years old and her husband is a quintessential middle aged Indian business man. Busy at work and busy for family. She has got a fat purse to spend but she doesn’t indulge in luxuries much.

I convinced her to catch up for a coffee first and take it as per the convenience and comfort. It took almost 15 days to take out time for a coffee meet. All these days, we chatted intermittently and I never showed any inclination of anything more than just a professional photo shoot. In fact, I got her number only on that day and till then I never insisted her to share her contact by myself. And neither have I ever asked for her photo. She has concerns if she can actually go for a shoot as she is 35 years old and not really in good shape as she was before. I assured her not to judge and replied professionally. However, my general wit and satirical humor could keep her in good vibes every time we chatted. And finally, we met at a silent coffee pub in a quiet afternoon away from her house and from my workplace.

I saw her the first time and she looked gorgeous. She was right in saying she is not in great shape, but she is everything that a sexy 30+ year old woman can be. She looks close to 30, but not 35. She is the typical BBW or a MILF sort of. Very fair, infact pinkish with such shiny unblemished skin. Rosy pink lips and has a smile to kill. Big boobs and big ass. She has arrived in a georgette salwar which is giving a fair idea of her body curves. She has fat in all areas for sure, but it’s only making her look luscious. In one word, any one would love to fuck her to heaven. She held her hand out and introduced, “hi, you must be Sam. I’m….” I won’t reveal her name and would rather call her ‘Kaamini’, the luscious goddess that she turned out to be.

I could regain my composure and quickly got my senses back. Stayed professional and started talking casually to bring her to comfort. I reminded myself to treat this very professionally and no libidinous acts should spoil this. I stayed true to the purpose and explained on how typically the boudoir photoshoots takes place. She mentioned once more if she can fit in for the same.

And I gave one of my finest speeches till date which I present here. “Listen Kaamini. This is not a shoot where you have to show what you are not to someone. This is not a shoot where you have to gain any applause from someone. This is not a shoot to show yourself as the best model in the world. This is infact nothing to do with modeling. This is about YOU and only about YOU. This is not to prove anything to anyone. Imagine you are only yourself in the world. No one to judge you, your thoughts or your actions. How do you behave then? That’s YOU. The inner desires that you bring out at such time, is YOU. And this shoot is about YOU and nothing else”

She listened with rapt attention and blinked her eyes when I just finished. Click. I have to shoot those expressive eyes, I thought to myself.

She looked away and sat quietly for a while and I gave her the space she wanted, sipping the green tea.

She finally uttered, “I’m in”.

I thanked her and recounted the photography charges and the shoot location choice part. I explained her once more why we need to choose a right location where the windows allow a lot of light into the room and preferably has the bed close enough to the window to allow a lot of natural light onto the bed.

We discussed few options and she suggested a resort far away from the city which has large cottages and should be meeting my requirements. The makeup part can be fixed too, given her regular visits to a salon nearby, and she can always get the best one to get her groomed at her house itself before heading to the resort. Now comes the final question of how can she manage a day off for the shoot. We thought of few options and decided to take it up on the turnaround of the events. Then we shifted to casual chat on movies and events around the city and I tried hard enough to build a comfort with her. Finally we parted ways after a long 2 hour chat.

15 days since, we spoke over phone few times and couldn’t see any option coming up. I have sent her few pics of boudoir and I have shared my thoughts on how I would like to take the shoot ahead. I told her that we should shoot her in saree to start with. Get her into playful mood first. Then make it naughty and erotic. And then change it to the lingerie and body camisoles that suit to her body shape.

Overall, both of us agreed to make an Indian and ethnic version of the Boudoir photography given her body shape. Based on the pics, she had gone ahead with her shopping and I had asked her to stick to black or red colors to accentuate her truly fair skin complexion. However, I left the saree color to her choice but insisted to keep the blouse sexy and the petticoat a satin one without fail. I had asked her to get her hair turned to layers cut given her height and not so thick hair. More or less, we got everything fixed.

After about 3 weeks, a chance opened up when Kaamini’s husband was travelling for 2 days to another city. She immediately made plans to drop her kid at her mother’s home in Mysore for a week around the same days promising that she would join later for those 2 days when her husband is out. And the day before, she needs to come up with reasons to cut off her trip to her mother’s place. She had also arranged a person from the salon to come early in the day to do the makeup for her, after which she is confident of applying touchups by herself during the shoot. Given the turn around of events, she had also suggested to change the location to her home itself which could be very safe. I had asked about my other specifications of window light close to the bed, which was fine too.

From my side, I had to get the some lighting equipment for rental, and have taken a prime macro lens (a 50 mm L series) as well, in addition to the lens kit (24-105 mm L series) I own. My designation made it easy to take an off on the day. All in all, it was a great buildup to the shoot and I could sense butterflies in my stomach. I practiced different angles and settings in the house itself which thankfully didn’t raise any suspicion to my wife. The more I visualize Kaamini in different angles of shoot; I started getting desires on her. I know am deviating from my professional commitment to her, but I also see the remote possibility of the shoot leading to sex. After a quite bit of struggle mentally, I thought of sticking to the purpose of the shoot and gave the condom packet a miss. All I wanted is the weather not to play spoilsport and make the day gloomy, which, given the Bangalore’s tricky weather is quite a chance.

D-Day:

A bright sunlight greeted me and brought a broad grin on my face. I headed to the loo and switched on data to check on her messages. She is already before the mirror with her salon girl and things are moving as per the plan. An hour of daily chores and I’m ready for the first erotic shoot of my life. Camouflaging the camera bag along with the laptop bag was tough but manageable. And the other equipment already waiting in the car, I headed out to her place and reached by the scheduled time 10.30 AM. Google maps and a pic of her house made it pretty easy to find it out.

As agreed, I parked the car a bit far from her place. And one by one, I slowly moved my equipment inside her compound without bringing anyone’s attention. Well, the nuclear nature of today’s families made it even easier. I rang the bell and a girl of early 20s opened. I quickly realized it could be the makeup girl. I moved in and the house was large enough and the living room itself was huge and bright with a large French window on the east side allowing good light and I immediately thought of some shots right there. There’s a lot of classical feel to the house and there lies a couch, almost similar to the one Kate Winslet lied naked in the Titanic movie. Click. I should have a pic shot of Kaamini right on the couch, right with the same pose and may be if she agrees right in the same dress, or rather no dress.

Kaamini is still in her bedroom giving final touches to her makeup and I was making some rounds around the house. It’s a duplex house and has an ornate style of interiors. Well maintained and gives a good luxurious feel to the whole ambience. Every room and every space that I check out, my mind is working out of several poses and shots. Except the master bedroom, where Kaamini is decking up, I checked the house and went back to the living room. I started setting up the lights and the camera and am done in sometime. While I was finishing up, I heard Kaamini’s voice talking to the makeup girl. The makeup girl came down and left the house herself giving a smile to me. And then I saw Kaamini climbing down the stairs. Gasp!!

She is totally out of the world. She has picked a maroonish red saree as we discussed and a green blouse to it. The saree and the blouse color is accentuating the fair complexion and bringing radiance to her face. She had applied minimal and natural makeup giving a fresh appeal to the looks. She has left the hair loose and the layered hair cut is falling exactly on to her bossom as she pulled the strands to the right side of her neck. The saree is subtly transparent and revealing her breasts shape majestically. The blouse is of boat shaped neck, revealing a tiny cleavage. Navel is visible clearly and looked like the deep chasm in a full moon lighted desert. The saree drape was interesting at the pleats below and tightly wrapped making her look taller and giving an excellent curvy structure. There’s no jewelry worn except a few bangles, ear tops and rings. She blushed as I kept checking her out fully. Well, we photographers have the license to do so.

“Extremely beautiful and sexy!!” I remarked while I closed on her and offered handshake with her.

The perfume is subtle and feminine and has a fizzy effect on me.

I breathed little hard and said “nice perfume, but it doesn’t make a difference to the photo” I remarked with my nonchalant sarcasm.

She has put a pout face suddenly and I cheered her up again. I said “to be frank, it’s amorous”.

She smiled and we seated in the couch.

“So how do we start” I asked her

“Upto you”

“I want to do a small variation. I want to first shoot you as a queen, someone who’s as regal as she can be. Nothing erotic. Somehow the house interiors and your saree fit that well”.

“Are you sure?”

“Trust me, it would be a great shot. Again, once we move to sensual photography, it’s difficult to come back to this mode. I would give you photos that you can proudly display too.”

“I would never want to show anything of this to anyone” with a rather serious tone.

I calmed her saying “Kaamini, as I said, this is about you, for you and by you. Looking at you, I felt a shoot with a royal touch will be good and trust me on this. It would also ease your nerves and make you comfortable with me. We will shoot it right here. Just go along with me, and I would make this a memorable experience for you”

Kaamini sighed a relief and smiled at me. I was so close to her and she has a sensual effect on me. While my lion is probing slightly from inside, my heart and mind was filled with the virtual shots I want to click on her. I asked her to go back to the bedroom and wear jewelry so that she looks like a queen, and the pallu should be pleated too. She started back and I could see her blouse from back and it has blown me off. There’s a tiny thread tied on the top and just a small strip hooked at the bottom. Very deep cut and for her broad shoulder structure, the back looks something to kiss for hours.

I regained my composure when she turned back and had a naughty look at me before heading upstairs. I stared working on rearranging the couch position closer to the window. I wanted the natural light to come from the side while a flash light can fill from the top subtly. I placed few cushions on the couch and removed many obstructions on the background. Given the large living room, I had enough depth behind the couch and am sure I can get the pic I wanted to.

“Sam! Can you please come up” Kaamini shouted out for me.

I climbed up and entered her master bedroom. It’s fairly large with a big king sized bed in the middle. She is before the mirror of life size trying a different ear tops and I saw her from side view. Those breasts, just magnificent!!

While I closed in on her, she said “am not able to pick the right combination of jewelry and I also need help for pleating the pallu” with a hint of naughty smile.

I looked at the jewelry boxes opened and there’s so much of the yellow metal and the costliest stones in every box. I closed my eyes and visualized the jewelry that can go well with her height, the long neck and the saree/ blouse she is wearing. There are not too many options, may be because they can’t keep every jewelry at home. I suggested a necklace, matching bangles, long ear tops with chains pinning to the hair. Given the loose hair, didn’t select any for the fore head or hair. There was a long mala which I suggested her to wear as a waist belt. She liked the idea but the pallu should be pleated first. And that’s when I brushed my first sensual experience with her. She asked me to remove the pin behind.

“Ok Sam, now the time to start being professional” I thought to myself.

I touched her skin slowly, pulled the blouse rim out and took out the safety pin. She casually removed the pallu and started pleating it. Her breasts were in full view and looked very inviting with the tiny cleavage popping out of the blouse in the middle. I quickly looked into her eyes and she looked at me with a naughty smile and started working back.
I thought to myself “Sam, you would almost look at her nude today. You just can’t loose control right away”.

I composed myself and by that time, she pleated and gave me back the pleats to pin at the back. I pulled the pallu tight and pinned carefully to the blouse. Next she took the necklace to be tied as waist belt and handed over to me. I put my hands before and pulled back the necklace chain to hook it. It was slightly short and I did an indigenous thing to bring it close and hooked it up. By that time Kaamini had put up the new bangles and then the ear tops. She placed the selected necklace on the neck and there she is looking like a majestic bride. She is looking a girl in mid twenties just about to get married.

I complimented her and said “my camera would be too excited to capture you”

We moved down and I made her sit on the royal couch, right in the center and filled the cushions sideways. Got ready for the first shot, I just focused her face in the entire frame and captured the nervous yet excited emotion of a beautiful married woman who’s getting ready to brush her side of womanhood which was left uncared and unnoticed for years. It was a perfect shot. I had the camera connected to my laptop and I turned it to her side for a check. A smile beckoned and I know she is happy with the start.

I said “This is so beautiful. Mind you, we would have umpteen pics like these. Just go with the flow, and pose like no other is here”.

I guided her then to feel like a royal queen, who’s extremely beautiful and has every man in the world at her feet. She needs to bring out a strong, feminine arrogance to her face.

Made her change the body posture, face expression and I went on with my business. Every click came out exquisite. By 10 minutes, I have clicked enough in different depths and different angles and she got herself free before the camera. I asked her to have close look at the pics and I changed into a wide angle lens for the next set of clicks. I made her sit differently and ask her to keep changing her poses and expressions and postures while I keep clicking. Another set of pics with the frame widely covering the entire couch, while Kaamini sitting and posing there magnificently yet sensuously. I asked her lie down a bit and started my next set of clicks. I think I am done with the couch set by then and asked her to check out the pics while I moved to the next location.

I moved my light setup to the stairs and it was difficult to get the frame without the equipment in the frame, yet have enough light filled in. Here I had to play with flash light completely. I switched back to macro lens and set the right exposure and took some rough shots. I asked her now to walk up the stairs while I capture the same. I asked her to walk sensuously and elegantly, with a look to the back towards the camera. Her swayed hips while she held the pleats below slightly up and walking up, with a naughty look back towards me. OMG, she can kill with the smile. I could feel the heart fluttering while my fingers went on clicking. This time, I can’t connect to the laptop and I moved to her to show the pics. We both were rubbing each other’s arms and shoulders while looking at the pics, and I felt the buttery and satin like skin completely. I mentioned her to curve her body a bit more and we took one more set of pics. Next I moved to the upstairs and captured her stair walk from above while she looks to the camera tilting her head up slightly but opening her eyes completely. Her dove shaped eyes were exuding sensuality with the lips subtly opened and I almost skipped a beat and a click. She’s not just beautiful & gorgeous. She’s sensual and has a lot of raw eroticism hidden inside. It’s going to get tougher, I thought to myself.

Next stop for us is her master bedroom and while I asked her to relax above, I had to move the setup upstairs. While am longing for an assistant like professionals, cannot afford one for these shoots. I went to the master bedroom and started setting up. The window fills up good light once the curtains opened and I just need a basic filling soft light. And before moving the lady lass onto the bed, I got an idea to take some shots while she removes her jewelry before the mirror. I asked her to stand before the mirror and remove the jewelry while I can keep clicking. I asked her to be pretty nonchalant about it and give the same expression. I went on clicking several in various angles and the best one has got to be the where she is trying to remove the waist belt/ necklace and the hip curve is captured closely in the mirror with the actual hip faded out in the front. The fingers with a bright red nail polish touching the hip curve, while a little light is reflecting off the stones of the necklace, I can’t imagine a better capture. In sometime, she is free of the jewelry and I asked her to remove the pallu’s safety pin and let it loose.

She has an expression change in the face and the nervous excitement of opening up before a near stranger has started coming on her face. She knows this is the start of getting her stripped to bare essentials in some time. I clicked that expression immediately and she smiled. She looked at me deeply and signaled towards the pallu and I realized I need to remove it. Actually, to think of it, she can do this herself. Why is she asking me to do then? The lion below gave a shudder suddenly. Is something running on her mind, which I wanted to stay away to keep it professional? I removed her pin and casually pulled the pallu aside.

I asked her to raise her hands and play with the hair gently while the pallu is fully down, looking deep into the mirror. It should be as if she is getting into a playful mood now. She does it right and gives a pout, perfect for the situation. I asked her to tuck in the tummy a bit and took the shots.

Then I told her “Pull yourself up raising your height and making the tummy still flatter, and the breasts to be pushed slightly out”

“You can call them boobs Sam”, she remarked with a wink.

I looked at her and smiled back with a wink. I realized she is opening up pretty well and replied “Ok then, get the boobs to come out well baby”. She does it and I kept clicking, while she changed different face expressions and angles. Some more pics and few changes, we are done with the mirror shots. By this time, the boobs started popping out a bit more and giving a generous cleavage show. I have a strange feeling, like the first kiss, or the first boob touch, and my heart started feeling heavy. Well, balls to professionalism; I am a man, to start with.

By now, we have already finished close to 100 pics and I asked her if she wants to check all of them once again. She stood by me close enough, and we started looking at the pics once again, and mind you her pallu is still down. We are going through the pics and I commented some of the best pics and complimented her a lot. She liked quite a few pics and I could see her face glowing with happiness.

Finally, I commented “You have become a true model too. Not bothering to bring your pallu back” and I winked at her. She blushed red and pulled it up immediately. And then I did something which broke the final ice between us. I casually pulled the pallu down myself, while brushing her left boob too and said “let it be down Kaamini. My next shot is to have it down”.

She looked into my eyes deeply with a naughty smile and I realized I have gone to the next level of comfort between us and she definitely likes it.I asked her to move towards the bed from the mirror with the pallu down and hands up, showing of her side curves. She started walking swaying her ass and what a sight it was. I kneeled down and started taking my next shots. I made her walk a couple of times more to take different shots and then finally asked her to fall flat on the bed which I can capture in the fast motion from opposite. I had something in mind, but it didn’t come out naturally. There’s a forced expression on her face and I just let it go. I had asked her then to turn around and lie on the back. Now is the time to take the most shot pic of boudoir photography. A horizontal shot of the woman lying on bed, on her back, with an uplifted face and boobs and the subject looking at the camera sensually.

I reminded her of the pic which I sent her “you remember the basic boudoir pic. A top down shot while you lie down. Pose the same way”

She arched her back well to give the pose and I could see a good portion of boobs popping out of her blouse. I just felt, may be it shouldn’t jump too soon. I immediately kept the camera aside and went to the bed, took her pallu which is lying aside and placed on the boobs and the shoulder just like a saree is worn. However, I did the pallu thinner showing her boob sides easily but covering the cleavage. Then I spread the last portion of the pallu on the bed a bit and given a ruffled feel. Now the hair had to set so right to give it a natural feel. I didn’t ask her any permission and freely playing with her pallu, hair and touching her face for the right posture and lift. All I observed is she is looking at me so deeply. It’s difficult to turn away from those intriguing beautiful eyes but the word ‘professionalism’ is helping to stick to the business. I took my position and started clicking. Few clicks and I got what I wanted. A layer of red colored saree bokehed out at the frame below, leading to a beautiful face with the exact focus point on her slightly opened wet lips and then the high of the breast curves covered with a mix of red and green showing off the curves perfectly. The focus almost dies down at her legs which are intertwined giving the feel of eroticism that the lady is going through. I thought, this will be etched in my memory for ever.

I showed her the pic and said, “this will be one of my best pics for today”.

She gave a smile of content and gratitude and said “Thank You!!” with a hushed tone looking at me again, very deeply.

She is surely testing my work ethics and in all likelihood am going to loose to her. I next asked her to make her pallu little more ruffled and show more skin on the boobs.

She gave a reply which stunned me. “Don’t you like to do it yourself? Who’s stopping you?” again, with the deep sensual look. “This is it! No holds barred from now on” I thought to myself I smiled to her back. I kept the camera aside and again climbed on the bed to adjust the pallu. I made it even thinner on the boobs and moved it ever more to the right which will show the cleavage. I got a thought to free up the boobs a bit more, so that they pop out of the blouse more and there’s a longer line of cleavage.

I told her the same unpretentiously using the same words “Hey, need to free up the boobs. Let’s pull a bit down” and without even waiting for her reply, I simply inserted by fingers into her blouse and pulled it a bit down. What a touch. The man inside and down there got a twitch and I looked at her. She had a look in her face just like a horny girl will does, with a manly touch on her breasts. I told her to just hold on to that expression and jumped out to capture the look. Few clicks and I got what I wanted.

I then asked her “Now slowly turn around pressing the boobs a bit and give a raw horny feel” and I winked at her. Her lips widened further and she turned around slowly.I took few pics when she is on the side and more as she turned on her stomach and raised a bit high on her elbows with the pallu fully down and uncovering the boobs. The cleavage is only getting longer and I get to see the red lingerie inside the blouse. Kaamini got into the mood by now and actually started feeling herself. Her hands are playing with her hair and then she started feeling her face, neck and slowly moving her hand down the breasts. Each movement is clicked through and the photographer inside me is happier than the man inside as I know these are pics I can be proud to shoot. I can see the emotions written all over the face and camera is doing justice to capture them. By now, Kaamni has fallen on her back and she started her finger trail from the forehead. Again, I clicked each turn and each movement of hers with the focus just being on the fingers and the body part its feeling then. The red nails on the red lipstick were a treat to the camera and the photographer inside is jumping with joy. I kept saying “Excellent”, “Wonderful”, “Sexy”, “Very erotic” and kept encouraging her. She dragged on her fingers down and slowly reached the saree pleats and pulled in slowly out, pleat by pleat. I somehow felt the saree should stay on her for a little while. I did something impromptu.

I left the camera and went to the other side of bed, towards her legs. I held her hand pulling out the saree below and kept it aside. And I took the petticoat knot on her right hip and loosened it in one go. I looked at her and smiled.

Just to answer her puzzling look, “saree should be there longer on you. Trust me, next pics will start your real eroticism”.

I loosened the petticoat further and I am touching her sensitive parts very nonchalantly while looking at her eyes. By all means, I own her today as much as she owns me. Now I moved down and pulled the petticoat from the bottom. That had moved the saree a bit below too and exposed her red lace panty almost till an inch above her pussy. I left the last part of petticoat on the feet itself and asked her pull it out while I capture that moment too. I saw her closing eyes with a heavy breath and she is exuding a lot of horniness on her face. She is aroused, and definitely a lot too. By then, my tent started coming out of my jeans and I didn’t want to try and hide it. A woman like her in that position would make any boner rock hard and she has all rights to know and look at it. I clicked the petticoat removing part by her feet, and I must say it wasn’t a great pic. I don’t want a reshoot and I moved on.
I told her “Kaamini, you are slowly getting free of your inhibitions along with your dress parts. Actually it’s moving away from the planned boudoir shoot to a horny one. May be the setting and the mood has changed it. Is that ok?”

“I’m loving it Sam. Let’s go with the flow, as you keep saying”

“Ok great. Let’s just go impromptu. Show the real horny woman in you. Just bring her out.”

She arched back her body lifting her boobs high and put one hand into her hair and another on her left boob pressing it very slightly. And she kept feeling her hot body and I could see the real horny Kaamini that I wanted capture. I kept clicking her moods and hand movements in all the angles and directions I could. She kept moving and rolling on the bed which is making the saree displace further and her full panty is on display. I moved to the legs side of hers, ruffled the saree a bit more, but placed slantingly on the panty showing only half panty and took one shot with the focus right on her pussy which is covered half by panty and half by the saree. What a shot!! I need a break. I definitely need a break.

“Kaamini, you are too hot to handle for my camera”, I said loudly and brought her back to the world.

“You should see these pics” and I fell on the bed next to her lying on my stomach right next to her.

She turned around to myside which made almost half of her body on mine and started looking at the camera. With each pic as I show, she is getting extremely happy and was shown in her remarks. It clearly shows she has mentally prepared herself very well for this shoot and knows what she wants out of this. She particularly liked the pics of her fingers on the lips and fingers on her cleavage and we both felt that the best would still remain the traditional boudoir shot with the saree lying aside. I kept looking at her every time I kept commenting any pic. Her right boob is already rubbing my hand and I can see the deep cleavage so close to me. The man inside clearly wants to jump on her and make love to her. But I need to hold back.

I blurted the same to her as I knew boundaries are anyways fading quickly. “Do you know it’s so difficult for the man inside me to hold on to the borderlines” I told her.

She was still for a while and just when I started to feel if I had spoiled the rest of the photo session, she laughed out hard and said “Oh my God!! I was thinking so many things inside.

I thought am not beautiful enough or you must be Gay” and bursted out even further.

I replied “Kaamini, you don’t know how much my junior is struggling inside. And how could you even think you are not beautiful. Even dead corpses can have their dicks erect looking at you this way”.

She smiled thankfully and said “Thank you!!”, again with a hushed tone and looking deep into my eyes.

By now she rolled to the other side and facing me with her head supported by her left hand and we are facing each other.

I told her “and your tone of this and the way you are looking deeply at me, it’s just creating a tsunami in my heart. Just feel my heart beat” saying this, I took her hand and placed on my heart. By then, there was perceptible heavy heart beat which she felt.

Then she took my hand and placed it on her left breast and said “Don’t you think I am going through the same?”. My hand has completely cupped her boob and what an amazing feel it has given.

I said while keeping my hand “You are seducing me and drifting me away from the shoot. This way, I can’t focus or continue further”.

“I’m just doing what comes to my mind. I had waited for this day and wanted to unleash my hidden desires out. Please don’t get me wrong. I’m not this way”.

I took her face into my arms and moved closer and said “Kaamini, I told you already that I won’t judge you for anything. All I want is you to be free and take this shoot as a means to unleash the horny girl inside you. If it is leading to anything between us, let it be natural. No force, no obligation. Let’s just go with the flow of emotions here…” I’m yet to finish the sentence and my lips are locked. Deeply and very passionately!!

It took me a while to recompose but the cardinal instincts were already working and I was smooching her back deeply. By the time, it stuck my mind on what’s happening she broke the kiss. Silence prevailed for few seconds and I wanted to smooch her back and made the move. This time, our lips got locked for a longer time and I shifted my body to free up hands and held her face while kissing her hard and deep. Our tongues were rolling with each other and I started playing with the hair.

She broke the kiss once again and said “sorry, I got carried away”.

I hushed her up and placed my finger on her lips and calmed her down “didn’t I get carried away too, in that sense? But I don’t have any regret. I kissed one of the most beautiful woman I have seen”.

“Don’t you should stick to the job you are here for?” she asked me, with a clear intention of questioning my ethos.

I smiled back and said “ofcourse I have to stick to it. It’s just that the cardinal instincts took over for a while which have been suppressed for well, quite a long. And I really can’t blame my heart for letting this happen as it’s quite a challenge to hold on. While I failed as a professional, the man inside has won”. I specifically made it look like I was the one who crossed the line. I kind of felt, she may not be able to take a point that she started it.

“Now what?” she asked.

“We should continue where we left” and after a pause I said “I mean the shoot” and winked at her.

It kind of worked and she put up a pout and then a big smile. It eased the nerves and am up from the bed with the camera in my hand and randomly started clicking. Random clicks always give some interesting shots and there was one where Kaamini flew her pallu sitting in a mermaidish posture and the click just happened when the pallu was just moving away from her face. There’s a bright reddish bokeh and the focus was on her face with a smile as bright and naughty it can get. She played more with her saree wrapping around or losing it away, rolling around, stepping up, lying down, making faces and she has just set herself free. The consciousness of facing the camera erotically is lost and she’s just following her body, heart and soul.

“Now, you are free Kaamini. You are yourselves now”

“The kiss had its magic I guess”

“Oh Kaamini! You surprise me”

“You just said I am free and I thought you were liking it”

“I am not liking it. I am LOVING it”

“Thank you. I want to make this memorable. It’s not just a shoot. It’s something to liberate myself for atleast these few hours”

“Kaamini….”

“Am I speaking nonsense?”

“Not at all Kaamini. You are speaking your heart and it takes a lot of courage to do so. I respect you for that. I told you already. I don’t judge.”

“Thank you”

“May be, I would let this go the way you want to from now onwards. You pick your next setups, your next moves, your next attire and what you want out of this day. I am at your service”

“Oh that’s so sweet of you! I really didn’t expect this. Don’t know if I have any plans on the next shots as such.”

“Don’t worry. Just go with the flow”

“Hmmm. I can say anything and you would do it for me?”

“Well, almost yes” I said with a wink

“Ok… then I want you strip to your bare essentials first. Why should I be losing alone?”

One shock of a statement for me. Didn’t see this coming at all. After a long pause, I spoke

“Well. You continue to surprise me”

It was unusual and very embarrassing for me to strip just like that. Why am I feeling so? But I can’t show it out as she would ask me back if it wasn’t difficult for her to do so. Damn!

I stripped out my shirt and vest in a jiffy. I’m not a macho looking chiseled man but a slender and well-shaped man and can confidently show out by body. I removed my jeans too and stayed in the boxers.

“Happy?”

She smiled and kind of checking me out. Her eyes stayed a bit longer at my endowments which is in a semi-erect state and probing my cotton boxer to gush out slowly.

“Are you kind of checking me out?” I asked her

“Weren’t you doing the same all this while?”.

“Well, that’s a perk of this profession”

“And I am loving to give you that perk”

“So what next?” I asked

“Let’s have lunch first”

I realized then it’s close to 2 pm and how the time flew I couldn’t even realize.

“You want to have food this way?” I asked her

“Yes. Right this way”. She moved out of her bed and left the saree behind. She is in her blouse and panty alone and was moving ahead.

I just thought for a moment to push my luck and blurted out “I stripped to one piece of a cloth. Aren’t you making it even?”

I almost thought I spoiled the moment and might have shown a sense of haste as she just halted for a moment. She turned around, smiled at me, and put her hands back and removed the hook and the knot of the blouse. A moment later the blouse fell down and she turned around.

She is one hell of a gutsy woman. I froze there and just stood with my mouth agape. She looks absolutely ravishing. Fair and unblemished skin, soft as satin and big boobs with a sag that comes natural for a mother of a 10 year old kid. But, they are a still perfect pair of assets to go crazy for. She was looking down and slowly raised her head up and looked into my eyes and gave a smile. I am not going to fuck her. I have to make love to her, I thought to myself. I realized, my junior is fully erect now and made a tent on the boxer. I looked at it and she had a look too and gave a broad grin.

“It’s saluting your magnificent body”

“Ahaa!! But they are not so perfect”

“Leave the judgment to me. Beauty is in the eye of beholder”

“Ok”

“The very fact that my junior is so fully erect shows how gorgeous you are. And let me tell you, You are one hell of a gutsy woman”

“Thank you! The moment a lady wants to be herself, makes her gutsy”

“Oh yes. It does”

“Let’s go ahead for lunch”

“I’m going to have a lot of trouble answering my probing junior”

“I’m having a tough time with my little baby down there. But I want to hold on to these moments. I want to live these”

“As you wish. I am loving it too. Good, not to jump so quickly”

“Sure. Let’s go and grab a bite”

We went down and I saw her freely walking downstairs, to the kitchen and she pulled out the fridge and looking into it for food.

“Sorry I don’t have anything much to offer. In the whole excitement, I missed preparing for food”

“Oh come on, Kaamini. Food is the last thing in my mind too. But ya, we shouldn’t skip either. Should we just do a maggi then?”

“Oh ya, it works”

“Let me do it then. You just guide me to the right utensils and stuff around”

She smiled again and started telling me where to get maggi, the kadai and stuff. I asked for eggs and told her that I would make an egg maggi. My erect junior is slightly subdued now and I went on with my work. She was silently standing there and watching me take over her kitchen. While I was cooking (well, technically making maggi can’t be called cooking), I seldom spoke to her and finished quickly and served in a couple of bowls and handed over one to her. We headed to the dining table, but she says she prefers couch as the chairs could be too cold to sit with bare legs. We moved to the couch and we settled down.

“I like this. Never had egg with maggi”

“Thanks”

“Do you cook?”

“Well, not really. I cook rarely, and can manage some dishes to come out ok”

“Ok. Still better than not doing anything at all”

“Cool. Shall I ask you something?”

“I thought we have broken all barriers between us already”

“Oh yes. Then let me not hold anything. I wanted to ask, aren’t you feeling shy roaming around like this? You are really cool about being naked. Surprises me”

“Hmmm. Well, I have to tell you a lot history to explain me here”

“I’m all ears”

“I grew up as the typical conservative middle class girl for parents who are orthodox but very caring and sensitive. My late teen years exposed me to be a close watcher of my elder sister’s marital relationship. I used to stay with them to finish my college and I could see them making romance.

Infact, nothing to hide from you, so I can spill all the beans. I peeped so many times and watched them have sex. It had a deep impact on me. I craved for the naughtiness and raw love that a man and woman can have. I had so many boys falling for me at college and out of desperation, I chose an idiot.

We had our share of romance at college, theaters, bike rides, but could never do what I always wanted to do. And sex was even a distant dream as we could never get privacy. My sister got a whiff of it and 3 months from there I’m married, at an age of 20. My husband was upper middle class then and was into business and still is. It took me sometime to come out of the past relationship and so I was frigid at sex with my husband.

By the time I realized my past relation was a passing cloud and I started opening up, I was pregnant and life just rolled on. My husband was never into this, the way I wanted. Of course, I never opened up so much as well. But I know he is not adventurous in these matters. So, the erotic thoughts in me kept building up. Not that it made me depressed. But it just built up as a fantasy inside.

Now is a life, where my kids grew up and are on their own world. Now I started to get free time to think more about myself and the fantasies kept building up. My friends over here in this business society have their share of affairs and know how to get their body needs satisfied. My orthodox upbringing couldn’t give me that courage. And it’s not that I just want sex. It’s different actually. Am I making sense to you?”

“Perfectly Kaamini. I grew up exposing to sex at teen years in different ways and I have my own ideas of romance, eroticism and sex. And everytime, it’s not just sex alone which matters. It’s the situations, lead up to sex, conversations like these which adds the fire to the act…”

“You stole the words from my mouth. That’s exactly what I meant. Not that am a slut and need sex from anybody. But, it’s just doesn’t work with my husband on eroticism. He is a good man. He took good care of me and my family. He has his own shades of grey, but who doesn’t. So, it never occurred on cheating him with having multiple affairs, like my friends are doing with their husbands. Your ad had just triggered something which was deep dark desire of mine. To get to see myself sexy in photos. So, I approached you. But then, it took a lot and lot of courage and conviction to move ahead. Infact, I almost dropped the idea. Don’t know how I made up my mind”

“Am sure you are not regretting it”

“Of course not. You are a gentleman. I was on double mind on how much to open up for you. I know, you can stick to your job, finish it and go. I wanted it to be the same as well. But yesterday night, I changed my mind. I thought to go the distance and live one day for myself. I want to cross all boundaries with you.

But I wanted to check if you could be trustworthy. For whatever reason, I got that comfort in the first hour itself. I know your eyes are onto my finer details of my body, but you stuck to your job till I gave you the freedom. And the very fact that you said, you are the one who crossed the line with that kiss shows you know how to make the situation comfortable for me. So, I know I can trust you. And I want to cross boundaries today. Let me make it direct. I want you to make love to me. Please don’t get me wrong, but I felt I speak my heart out” and she just bowed down her head.

Her frankness has bowled me over. Here is one confident woman, who knows what she wants and who knows when to cross the line. She knows what freedom means and she knows how to limit it, when needed. She doesn’t look to be carried away. And to say what she said to an outsider with few days of acquaintance takes a lot of guts.

I picked her chin up, held her face with both my palms, looked straight into her eyes and said “Kaamini. I can only respect you more after what you said just now. It takes a lot of guts to be yourself, and also to know when to be yourself. I was indeed tempted by your beauty from the first day.

And given my first such shoot, I was too excited of the prospects of sex after this, just like a teenager who’s got a chance to be with his girl in private for the first time. And to be frank, I ended up fascinating you while I masturbated recently. I imagined you when I fucked my wife recently. I struggled myself, if am thinking wrong. I deliberated a lot if I should carry condoms today and finally I stuck to my job and didn’t get any. So, now you know what I felt about you. And, after your confessions, respect has gone up for you, not just desire. I don’t want to fuck you. I want to make love to you”.

I locked up her lips and kissed her slowly and deeply. She responded beautifully to the kiss and her slow lip and tongue movements around my lips and tongue has driven a kind of current through the nerves. The raw passion is driving us and we lied on to the couch, cuddled into each other, making love to each other.

After a 5 min of making out, she blurted out “I can’t hold any more. Get inside”.

“I badly want to. Do you have the protection?”

“Yes, in the bedroom”

I lifted her up and tried carrying her to the bedroom. We almost rushed to the bedroom, while still locked up in hug and kiss. Reaching the bed, she pushed me down and took a condom pack out of the drawer. She wore the condom on my fully erect junior and climbed on.

“I so love a woman on top of me. It can’t get better with you on top, I can watch those luscious boobs swing”

She got me in, and moved so erotically. We made love, a quick love. Bodies intertwined, love bites, saliva marks and juices spilled out, we lied next to each other spooned in sometime.

“I couldn’t believe I did it” blurted out Kaamini.

“I completely believe what I did. It’s surreal, but it feels so good”

“Did you do outside your marriage before?”

“Well, yes Kaamini I did. A few”

“Hmmm. So, for you it’s another count then”

“Don’t underscore the moments by saying it’s just another count. This is so special”

“Thank you. So, what next?”

“I think I go back to the job I came for. Let’s build the heat again”

“Ok. I want naked shots now”

“I won’t let you wear anything either now”

“Neither you would be allowed too”

Winking at her as a reply, I got up and went naked downstairs to pick the camera. I picked up the lunch bowls and dumped them to the sink. Rearranged everything in the kitchen, just like it was before. While closing the refrigerator, I saw honey bottle. Picked it, a water bottle and the camera and came up.

Kaamini was lying on the bed diagonally, deep in thoughts in a pensive mood and playing with her hair. I can’t miss such pose. Started clicking as it is and before she looked at me, I have got few natural erotic naked pics of her. Asking her to continue being naturally lost in thoughts, I tried few more shots. Her boobs are looking inviting in the pics and asked her to roll around to cover the boobs and the vagina and I started taking side shots.

I realized, I needed to change the lens to wide angle and thought why did I not do this for few shots before. The photographer inside me has woken up completely and I took a shot of her side pose, while she is lying on the bed all naked with a wide angle frame and bang, what an erotic pic it is. Kaamini got a hang on how to pose by now and she gave an expression of subtle tease with her hair pulled a bit into the mouth and eyes looking straight and deep into the camera.

I gave her the camera to check the recent pics and started arranging some props to add to the ambience. Taking the freedom, I opened her closets and pulled out a satin bed spread of blue color. Though, red or black could have been better, I need to make the most out of what’s available. I threw the bed spread casually on her and ran down to pick some cushions from the couch downstairs. Picked some matching colored cushions and by the time I came back, Kaamini has wrapped herself in blue very tightly, revealing all her half the boobs popping out and showing a slit from the thighs.

“I can’t get a better subject than you to shoot Kaamini. You so well know what to do”

“I am disappointed that you are not liking me naked” she said with a pout

I know it’s a fake pout.

“I love the naked Kaamini. But the camera still wants you to shoot more with something on you”

“I got it. So, the satin wrap is the plan”

“Well yes, for now. I leave the poses to you. There are ample poses by our beloved sexy actresses wrapped and holding the satin bedspread. You can try all of those or create new. I will keep clicking”

“Ok”

“But ya, don’t wrap it too tight on the boobs. It makes the boob pop out more than wanted. Looks like a malayali actress in b-grade films you know. Might even look cheap. I want sensuality and am sure you want the same”

“Yeah, you are right”

She adjusted the tightness of the wrap, but it didn’t work. I kept my camera aside, and wrapped her myself and she looked at my face all along. I made sure I touch her sensually and it did the job. I can see her feel horny. I placed the cushions randomly adding a beautiful color palette in the background.

“Ok, here we go. You can keep posing and slowly shed this off as a wrap and get again naked”

I resumed with my camera and she just looked lovely posing. She is looking at me hungrily. She looks like the luscious woman who is horny and waiting for her man to come and ravish her. Every pose of her was good and some stood out. There’s one where she made herself top naked and wrapped the bedspread like a lungi worn down south with a big knot just inches above the pussy.

And she covered her boobs with her hair which could only cover till the nipples and bottom curve of the boob is visible. Her hands at the back of hip and body slightly arched. Eyes closed and lips subtly open and came one great erotic pic. Few more shots and she is naked again with the bedspread lying next to her. I got an idea now to make it doubly erotic. May be from now on, the shots could be together. I know am getting selfish here, but given the way the day has unveiled itself I can take the chance.

“Hey, I have an idea. Have you seen the Janet Jackson’s cover picture on rolling stone? The controversial one.”

“No. I didn’t”

I searched and showed her on my mobile. Her eyes lit up instantly, showing her eagerness for one such pic for her.

“Are you sure?” I asked

“Yeah sure”

“But it brings the second character into the pics which was meant to be solo”

“Yeah, that’s true. But the second character was always there behind the camera. So, it’s ok”

“Get ready then” I grinned to the widest way possible

I setup the camera on the pod on one of the wall side of the room asking Kaamini to be on the edge of the bed where I can go behind her and do the pose. Briefed her on the pose I have in mind, made her hold her hair with both hands exposing everything of her body. Her erotic look will come how she would react to my hands on the boobs. I so miss the remote for the camera. Setting the timer on the camera, I rushed to the backside of the bed and hiding perfectly behind her body, held her boobs from backside and ‘click’ it does. We checked it eagerly, but it’s nowhere close to Janet Jackson’s. There’s awkwardness in the face, my way of holding and her pussy is lying open stark. I first corrected the frame to be of half body, relaxed her saying we can keep trying and she should get to the best erotic mood to portray.

Next shot was much better but my body was visible. Few more trials and we got it. She was at her erotic best and my hands perfectly cupped her boobs covering just the areole and nipples and giving them the natural shape and the best part is that black & white frame is just accentuating the eroticism.

“Let’s take it to next stage” I said

“Ok. What’s that?”

“One hand up and one down from me” I winked at her.

She is ready the next minute and I changed the settings and was back to the bed, behind her. This time, left hand comes over her boobs horizontally covering exactly the nipples and areole and the right hand slides from the hip on to her pussy and cups it exactly over the pussy. I feel the wetness and my junior came to full swing again. Every shot, as I keep going back to the camera and trying to get the right shot, my junior is swinging up and down and she is having a hearty laugh.

“You are no less wet there. You are drenched too” I replied to her naughty smile

“Ofcourse, such erotic moments and if I don’t get wet now, I would never”

Winking at her, I resumed back to the job at hand and few more trials, we got such perfect pic. It’s so difficult to explain such erotic photo in words. The best part was her expressions, which shows the raw appeal a woman goes through when her womanhood is explored for the first time in life. My fingers were wet from her juicy pussy and licked them looking straight into her eyes. A bear hug and hard smooch followed.

I broke the kiss again and reminded her of many more shoots. She demanded otherwise and pushed me on the bed. The shots were too erotic and it’s difficult to stop her now. She climbed on me immediately and got my junior inside her. Her humping movements, the way her boobs were swinging are giving me a raging hard on and my dick is touching the deep treasures inside her womanhood. We fucked and fucked and fucked.

“Did you expect this to happen?” she asked when we stopped fucking and then stopped panting

“Not really”

“Can you be little more specific?”

“Well, I told you already. The more I thought of shooting in boudoir, it was very difficult to control my desires. I did jerk off. Not once, but quite a few times. As I said, I was also in the dilemma, if I should carry any condoms. But, at the end, I decided to stick to the job and stay professional. Or in fact, just to go with the flow and see what opens up. And well, it opened up to heavens”

“You thought I would also be thinking the same”

“Huh, I thought there is a chance. It’s after all human. Infact, hoped for it. But would have still been happy if it had been stuck to just the photos”

“I knew this”

“How?”

“Just a gut feel. You looked at my breasts the first time we met. But post that, you never looked down and always talking to my face. So, I felt that, you are human but you can stick to your job”

“Thank You. Can I ask you something?”

“You don’t have to seek permission. Just ask”

“When did you get this thought of turning this into love making?”

“Not a sudden decision. A gradual one, rather. Just like you, I was drawn to you. I started pleasuring myself imagining you. Somewhere, I had to push myself. And the moment, the
option of having the shoot at the house worked out, I wanted to break the shackles.”

“You did break quite a few. I can see that you never had so much of ecstasy before”

“…”

“Sorry, if am rubbing the wrong side”

“No, not like that. I just don’t want to think on what I don’t have. As you said, this is about me. Let me just live these moments”

“Of course. And I hope, am doing my bit”

“You are doing quite a bit” and she tapped my junior subtly

“Well, let’s look into the pics we got” saying so, I jumped out to get the camera.

We started looking at the pics, and they were just awesome. My dark complexion is perfectly complimenting her unblemished fair skin and the black & white frame is giving an erotic texture to it. A bit of photoshopping would make wonders, but can’t be done given the situation. I told her the same and she said, photoshopping is not required and all that she want are those moments and nothing else. I said, it’s unfair for me as a photographer.

“So, what’s the next setup then?” she asked me

“Camisoles. Let’s try the typical boudoir shots”

“No. I’m definitely not in a mood to wear any”

“But generic naked photos are not erotic. If we need to turn them into erotic, I really need very different lighting.”

“Leave the bookish shots Sam. Let me just enjoy these moments. Am sure we don’t have much time”

“Yes, it’s already 4 pm. I atleast need to wrap this by 6 pm to head home at normal time. But then, we can continue tomorrow as well. Your husband is anyways off”

“No. I need to head to Mysore by 7 atleast. I promised my kid to be there”

“Sure. So, we got like couple of hours. What to shoot now?”

“Why not shower bath?”

“Not sure if we can get good pics there. It’s not bright enough inside”

“Am talking about just the shower bath. Not bothered on pics now”

“Oh Kaamini, how can I not shoot you further. Am still craving for more”

“I got what I want. I am in so much love of your pics and they are more than enough for me. So, let’s just do shower bath”

“Ok. We will do. I’ll try my best for some pics for my satisfaction”

“Sure. Your wish”

“And ya, I actually got this honey to add some variation. But completely forgot. May be I would do now. Not sure, how it might work out under the shower”

She had a large grin. She moved with the same casual and erotic strides of hers towards the bathroom. I followed and checked the space and yes, it’s not brightly lit but definitely large. A bath tub is missing, but the shower cubicle is large enough. I quickly setup inside the bathroom and need to fight a bit for the right exposure to capture here. But, as the pics would never be printed, I can play and max out the ISO. Well, what do I see here, she had already started the shower and is in an indulged mood. Very very erotically moving her hands all over her body, she is in a different world.

Click.

A tiny water drop on the lower lip dripping out

Click.

The tip of tongue licking the water drop lusciously

I just can’t get enough of her. I kept clicking her but many shots are nowhere close to what I had in mind. She is nowhere conscious of the camera and not even in a mood to pose for  the camera. But I kept trying while Kaamini is feeling her body very sensuously. I tried to keep the frame closer and never made the pics looks just few naked ones. And then she started teasing me looking into my eyes invitingly. Again, a fight between the man and photographer inside me. Infact, she started moving towards me and I had to rush back to avoid any water on the camera. She got the trick and started splashing water on mean and I had to turn my back immediately.

“Kaamini, please stop it. Camera here darling. Can’t risk”

“Then just step in Sam. Leave behind the camera”

“So, you make sure the photographer gets disappointed again, huh”

“Well, there are enough pics for me. Now just step in”

Few moments, camera was back in the room on the bed and I’m in the shower with her. Very hot bath and very hot fuck. She was more vocal this time. She voiced out everything she wanted. She wanted bites and she got them. She wanted deep throats and she got them. She wanted dirty words and she got them. She wanted lifted fucks and she got them (albeit risking my back). She wanted to do loud moans and went quote loud. She wanted every drop inside and she got it. Pure, raw, erotic, sensual emotions & actions.

We were tired and water still dripping on us, lying on the bed looking at the ceiling, lost in our thoughts.

I had myriad thoughts running inside. “Did I get what I wanted today? From deep inside, it is a no. I might have fantasized on Kaamini and jerked off. But I made so many mental rehearsals of the shoot. I really wanted to go the distance on my photography. I really wanted to test my skills here and sure I could have done a decent job. And Kaamini is such a perfect one to do so. So, where did it derail? Was it the pallu pin, the first kiss, the blouse drop? I guess, it was when Kaamini decided to take this route.

So, I just acted as she wanted to. It was exactly the way, she wanted to. Well, does that hurt me? May not be. Or rather, hurt is a big word. Disappointed for sure that the goal I started with didn’t happen. Oh wait, why am even complaining. I just fucked, rather made love to one of the most beautiful woman I met and am complaining. Well no, while I don’t mind that I was just a player in this whole act, the photographer inside me is definitely disappointed. That’s the bottom line…”

“Thank You!”

“Please, don’t demean this by saying thank you”

“Ok, Then sorry”

“..”

“You couldn’t take the pics you wanted”

“Well, I was just thinking the same. Yes, am disappointed. But may be, that’s how it was supposed to happen”

“So, you are not happy?”

“Well, am happy that you are happy. But not happy that am not happy. Actually, can we make another day for shoot”

“No” she was loud and clear saying this. “Listen Sam, I have something to say. I really want to make this just a day’s affair. We shouldn’t meet again. Nor communicate. I really don’t want to continue any of this”

“Well Kaamini, all I want is just the shoot”

“Sorry Sam. Understand please. Never ever, we are meeting again”

“…”

“…”

“Ok darling. I never turned down anything you said. Would I now?”

“Thanks. You were really understanding. I wish…”

I jumped out of the bed, got dressed and started packing. She got the message and got herself dressed up as well. It was sheer silence. And I just quickly packed everything lying around different rooms. Finally, I picked up the SD card and turned towards her.

“So, as promised, here’s the SD card. All your pics are safe. But please be careful with this.” I said with a forced smile.

“Thank you. I would cherish these”

“I would too. I have all of these imprinted right here” and I showed my heart.

I quickly turned away and started moving on. Before I left the room, she came back with an envelope.

“Here’s your fee. For the Photography”

“…”

“Just for the photography”

“Thanks. Would be so cheap if it’s otherwise”

“I know”

We both stepped down and I left all the equipment at the door and started moving slowly to the car. While picking the last bag, I looked at her deeply, hugged her tight and kissed her on the forehead.

“Thank you and take care”

“Thank you too and take care”

I sped away leaving behind memories which turned into this short story.

Sub tag – Photograhper