1. Glamour Shots, Chapter 24


    Date: 8/8/2017, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: stormdog100, Rating: 49, Source: LushStories

    disappointed one from Alli. I shrugged. “Hey, I’m sorry; I admire a man with confidence, but these are all obviously published works and what you have is still just an idea. You may well be right though; forgive me, and go on.” He nodded, accepting my reason and my apology. “I’m confident it will be better, Dave, because I know my abilities and because of the subject and concept that I plan to use. It will be unique.” He paused for a moment and looked at Alli, who smiled softly, and then continued, “And that brings us to the second big difference between my concept and any of these others, which is that every photo in my book will feature one particular woman. And that woman, of course, is Allison; your wife, Dave, who will not help me with this project without your blessing.” As he said that he reached out and took her hand in his. His hand slid under hers, their hands perpendicular to each other so that his fingers curled up over the heel of her hand as his thumb stroked the back of it. I was an oddly intimate gesture, and it told me that they were accustomed to him touching her, and quite comfortable with the idea – perhaps too comfortable. That bothered me, and I think I may have frowned, but it was really no more intimate than a handshake – and besides, I had something else entirely on my mind. “Well, without going into it in any more depth, I can tell you that I’m not at all interested in Alli posing for any kind of a porn book. Fashion shots – even lingerie and ...
    swimwear – are one thing, but as far as using my wife for a book full of porn photos…” He cut me off. “Erotic photos, Dave, not porn photos. There’s a big difference. I don’t do sex shots; I don’t do penetration or oral or close-ups of genitalia. Eroticism hints at all those things, but it allows the mind of the viewer to fill in the blanks. The book we’re discussing would not be something you’d have to purchase at some sleazy adult bookstore; it would be a book for artists and collectors, for students of the art of photographing the human form, and for the libraries of colleges that offer degrees in various forms of photography, from photo-journalism to artistic.” I shrugged. “Still not wild about the idea of ‘erotic’ pictures of my wife floating around out there for perverts to drool over. Call me crazy, but that’s just the way I feel. You asked, and I told you.” Alli spoke for the first time since greeting me when I’d walked in. “Honey, please hear him out, and then we’ll look at some of these books so you can get a better idea what he’s talking about; it’s all really very exciting.” She glanced at Derek, and then looked down at the floor, and I recalled her speaking about the unusually submissive posture she took when working for him; it seemed like I was seeing a tiny glimpse of that, and it felt as though someone was sticking needles into my heart. I looked from her to him, and then back at Alli, and shrugged. “Sure, go on; I’ll hear what you have to say, but I gotta tell you, ...
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