Gladly take Pictures Of Mrs. Fairchild.

“I would be happy to but I would have to tell Alice. Not that she would mind but I do not keep secrets from her.” I shrugged as I didn’t like the idea of keeping secrets from her. Especially not ones about her family but I could not deny I wanted badly to take some provocative photos of her lovely mother.

“Which is sweet and I would not ask you to dear.” Mrs. Fairchild touched me cheek softly and leaned in to give the other cheek a soft kiss. Her fingers brushed against my skin as her lips pressed lightly against my cheek leaving warmth behind and her breath tickled faintly against my ear as she pulled away.

“Very well.” I nodded and grabbed my camera and changed out the lenses from my bag.

“So where should we begin?” She smiled at me as she uncrossed her legs and stood up.

“I suppose the living room.” I said as I got up as well.

“Very well.” She smiled and turned toward the living room and walked there. I couldn’t help but smile as I watched her hips sway in her dress.

As she entered the living room she began to slowly unbutton the front of her dress showing off her deep cleavage and her voluptuous breasts in her lace brassier underneath. The lace of her brassiere pressed tightly against her voluptuous breasts as their soft flesh swelled against the fabric and the delicate material stretched to contain their fullness. The cups pressed inward at the sides giving her breasts a firm and pronounced shape and causing the tops of the rounded mounds to swell above the edge of the brassiere as if the soft flesh were spilling out over the tops. Her eyes met mine briefly and she smiled as if she knew exactly where my attention was drawn. I smiled and took a picture of her as she began to undress.

She reached down and pulled her dress up slowly revealing her stockings as she pulled the dress up slowly. The smooth sheen of the stockings highlighted the curve of her shapely legs while the lace tops gripped her luscious thighs tightly and showed the straps running up to her garter belt. As the hem rose higher her panties came into view clinging to her round hips and pressing tightly against her crotch. The lace fabric teased at the shape of her plump mound of her vulva underneath. I noticed the roundness of left ass cheek as the lace dug into the plump flesh of her buttocks. She pulled the dress up over her head causing her breasts to rise up as she pulled the dress over her head. Her fingers gripped the fabric tightly as it slid over her arms and her hair spilled down over her shoulders in loose waves.

“What do you think?” She smiled as she folded her dress and laid it on the table. As she bent forward, her huge breasts pressed firmly into the large cups of her bra and the straps pulled harder against her shoulders as they strained to hold their weight. When she straightened again, she tugged at the cups of her brassiere causing her heavy voluptuous breasts to jiggle within before letting go and her round full breasts settled securely into place as the fabric hugged their perfect shape tightly. She stood in front of me with her hand on her hip.

“You are a very beautiful woman.” I gulped as I looked her over. The words came out without thinking and I could not seem to stop myself from staring as I took in the sight of her in her underwear. She was a damn good-looking woman for her age and I fought the urge to lick my dry lips as I admired the curves of her voluptuous body. I felt my hands tighten around the camera in my hands as I took another shot.

“If you could sit in the recliner by the fire place.” I smiled as I rubbed my palms against my pants as they felt sweaty. She turned toward the chair with a slow movement then began walking toward it as her curvaceous hips swayed rhythmically with every step causing each cheek of her round ass to flex powerfully before jiggling enticingly with each step. Her heavy voluptuous breasts jiggled visibly within their bra with every stride sending subtle ripples through the soft mounds as they strained against straps of her bra. She sat down slowly causing her breasts to bounce in her bra.

"Can you cross your legs and set your hands on your knees and sit like a lady?" I said with a smile as I looked her over in her sexy ass lingerie. I couldn’t help but admire the way the brassier hugged her large breasts and pressed against them as the lace outlined their shape as I felt my mouth water. The panties clung to her pussy and accentuated the curve of her crotch making it hard to look away.

“As you wish.” She smiled as she crossed her stocking clad legs as her thick thighs pressed together. She placed her hands on her stockings and smoothed them out before tugging up one which caused her thigh to flex slightly as the fabric stretched tighter against her skin. Her movements were slow and deliberate as though she wanted me to notice every detail and I could not stop my eyes from following the motion of her fingers. She sat up which caused her voluptuous breasts to rise and press against her brassier. She placed her hands on her knees as she sat one hand over the other and shifted her position slightly as she straightened her back causing the fabric of her bra to hug her breasts tighter. She turned her head to look at me and a smile crossed her luscious lips as she tilted her chin slightly.

I crouched slightly and turned the camera to take her picture. “Beautiful.” I said with a smile and she gave me a sly look. “Sorry it’s a **** of habit to encourage who ever I am shooting.” Her luscious lips curled into a smirk as her fingers tapped lightly against her knee and her eyes stayed locked on mine.

“I will allow it.” She said as she grinned at me. Her blonde hair fell over her shoulder as she tilted her head slightly and her fingers slid up her stocking clad thighs while pressing into the soft fabric of her stockings.

“Can you look toward the fire place.” I asked. She turned to look toward the fireplace and placed her hands in her lap. Her hands rested lightly in place but one thumb began to stroke along the edge of her thigh where skin met fabric which drew my attention lower again. Her chin tilted slightly higher as she turned which made light catch the shape of her plump pouty lips.

I crotched down and snapped the shot as I took in her profile. ““Lovely. Now lean to one side and put your chin on your palm like your thinking.” I smiled as I moved to the front of the chair. She shifted sideways in the chair and bought one leg up under her in a figure four which caused her thighs to part and my eyes went to her panty clad crotch. She put her chin in her palm as her other arm rested on the arm rest. Her breasts pushed outward against the lace cup of her brassiere between her arms as they pressed together which made every curve stand out sharply through my lens. Her lips parted faintly as though she was about to speak but instead she held perfectly still which made the moment feel even more intense through my lens. Her panties stretched tightly between her slightly parted thighs as the soft fabric clung to every curve while my focus lingered where it shouldn’t have been.

“Can you turn sideways in the chair and put your elbows on the arm?” She turned in the chair as she put her elbows on the arm rest and her stocking clad legs over the edge as she turned. Her ass wiggling in the seat to get comfortable as her breast jiggled in turn. She arched back as she leaned back and let her hair dangle back behind her in the air as she smiled at me. Her hair swayed gently behind her while every curve of her body seemed perfectly framed by how effortlessly she held herself in place. Her arched back lifted both breasts fully upward within their lace cups while their soft fullness pressed outward against delicate fabric that clung tightly around them. The arch of her back drew my eyes to where it curved downward toward her round ass which pressed firmly against the chair as her cheeks filled out lace panties that stretched perfectly across them.

“Kick one leg out.” She extended one leg slowly while pointing her toes which made the line of her calf stand out sharply and her thigh flex under the sheer fabric. She reached one hand back and ran it through her hair while the other ran down to her thigh and her back arched more. The hand resting on her thigh slid downward until her fingers brushed lightly against the lace edge of her panties where the intricate patterns framed the curve of her mound and hinted at everything hidden beneath. I thought her areolas might slip out as her breasts swelled within the lace cups of her bra which barely contained their fullness as the delicate floral patterns stretched tightly over soft skin. I thought her areolas might slip out as her breasts swelled within the lace cups of her bra which barely held their fullness as the floral edges curved tightly around soft skin. My eyes locked on her panty clad pussy as it pressed firmly between her thighs and the lace molded perfectly to every contour. I smiled as I snapped the picture

“Lets move to the couch so I can stretch out some.” She smiled as she held out her hand and I took it and helped her up. Her breasts hung heavily as she stood and the lace cups of her bra shifted slightly as they struggled to hold their fullness. I watched her ass twitch as she walked over and her fingers reached back to pull her panties out from between her cheeks. Her ass bounced faintly with each sway as the lace of her panties framed the curves of her ass cheeks. The straps of her garter belt pressed into the soft skin of her outer cheeks as it framed her plump round ass as she walked. I found myself wanting to reach out and grab her soft ass. Her stocking clad thighs brushed against each other as she moved and the sheer fabric stretched tightly over their soft curves which made me wonder how smooth they would feel under my hands.

She sat in the corner of the couch putting one arm on the rest while the other stretched out across the length. She let one foot dangle from the edge while the other curled up under her. “Not to provocative for you is it.” She smiled as she glanced down at her spread legs. Her panties stretched just enough to tempt me and I couldn’t ignore how the fabric clung to her. The lace hugged her crotch so tightly that it seemed to highlight everything it was meant to hide and I couldn’t stop myself from staring even though I knew I shouldn’t.

“What ever you are comfortable with Mrs. Fairchild.” I smiled and gave a little shrug as I snapped the shot and then turned the camera to get it vertically. The way she leaned back into the couch made her breasts press outward against the lace cups of her bra which seemed to strain even more to contain their fullness. Her fingers trailed along the armrest as she tilted her head back and her lips parted slightly like she was daring me to keep looking.

“As you wish.” She smiled and touched her chest above her breasts while her other hand softly caressed her inner thigh teasingly. Her hand lingered on the soft skin of her chest as her fingertips traced slow circles just above the swell of her large breasts. Her other hand moved higher along her inner thigh as her fingertips brushed closer to the edge of her panties with a slow deliberate motion that drew my attention to the swell of her crotch.

“You are a very beautiful woman. I hope your husband knows that.” I smiled as I snapped the picture. Her luscious lips curved into a slow smile and she wet them softly as her tongue traced their fullness.

“He does but he does not say it enough so it is nice to hear you say it. Is this how you one my daughter over? Making her feel like the most beautiful woman in the world.” She gave a slow playful wink and her fingers traced the trim of her brassiere as her fingers ran over the swell of her voluptuous breast.

Mrs. Fairchild teased as she turned putting her long legs up on the couch and leaned back against the arm rest. She put her hand behind her head while her other hand teased along the edge of her panties. She raised one knee causing her stocking-clad legs to rub against one another in a slow deliberate motion that emphasized their sleek smooth length and made the sheer fabric shimmer under the light.

“Pretty much.” I nodded and felt myself blush slightly as I remembered the first pictures I took of her in my room in her school outfit. The memory hit me vividly as I recalled how confident Alice had been from the very beginning and how much she enjoyed being in front of the camera.

She laid down propping her head under a pillow and stretched out her body. Her large breasts pressing against the sides of her brassier as they flattened against her chest as if they might spill out. Her breasts shifted slightly with every breath she took and the way they swelled against the brassier made them look even rounder as they pushed upward. Her flat stomach stretched taut beneath the garter belt that hugged her waist tightly while the straps ran down to connect to her stockings which clung to her smooth thighs like a second skin. I smiled as I took the shot.

Next she rolled onto her side as she shifted her wide hip upward and her breasts pressed against one another. Her body created a perfect hourglass shape as she stretched out languidly against the cushions while one hand rested lightly on her hip drawing attention to its smooth curve. Her breasts swelled visibly against the fabric of her lingerie and each subtle movement made them shift enticingly. The way her breasts pressed together made the lace trim of her bra dip lower between them and I couldn’t stop myself from imagining how soft they would feel under my hands. Her hip pushed upward in a way that made the curve of her waist look even more dramatic and her thighs rubbed together as she slid one leg against the other in a slow deliberate motion that made the sheer stockings shimmer under the light.

After that she rolled onto her belly and her breasts pressed against the cushion of the couch. They looked even bigger as she looked up at me. My eyes looked at the deep shadow of her cleavage and I wondered what it would feel like between them. Her back arched as she rose up on her arms and her heavy breasts stretched under their weight causing the lace cups of her brassier to strain against their fullness. The creamy curves of her breasts swayed faintly with every subtle movement and the delicate lace pressed tightly against the swell of her skin leaving faint indentations that made them look even softer.

Her plump round ass was just as round as her breasts. The way her back arched made the garter straps press deeply into the soft flesh of her plump ass along the edges of her cheeks. Her plump ass was full lush and impossible to ignore and the straps only made it more enticing.

“Make sure you get my ass dear.” She nodded with her head playfully and raised her ass up as she arched her back. The subtle motion sent a slow ripple through the plush flesh of her ass as the lace fabric of her panties stretched tighter against her cheeks. The snug lace of her panties pulled even tighter around the fullness of her round buttocks and the delicate fabric pressed into the soft flesh forming faint indents along the curves. Her spine curved sharply as she shifted higher and the dimples at its base deepened where her skin dipped into the rise of her ass.

“As you wish.” I smiled and walked over. She shifted slightly and looked back over her shoulder. As she moved her back arched and her breasts rose up showing a peek of one of her areola’s as it rose slightly over the top of the lace cup. My eyes lingered for a second on the pink areola that peeked out just above the lace as its soft edge contrasted against the milky white skin surrounding it as I moved around her.

I noticed one of her garter straps was twisted along the edge of her ass cheeks. “Um. One of your garter straps are tangled. Do you want to fix it?” The strap had twisted just above where the curve of her ass met her upper thigh and the elastic dug into her soft skin. The white strap ran snugly across the plush flesh of her soft round ass where it pressed deeply into her skin with every teasing shift she made.

“Only you would notice that. But if it bothers you can fix it if you like dear.” She teased and gave her ass a little wiggle as she smiled. She seemed to be enjoying herself at least though at my expense.

“As you wish.” I shrugged and took off my camera and set it down on the table. I bent down beside her and softly touched her stocking as I undone the twisted stocking as I felt the smooth softness of her skin and lace under my fingers. From this angle I could not help but admire her plump round ass as it curved outward in perfect fullness beneath the snug fabric of her panties. The lace stretched tightly over each cheek outlining the soft flesh and forming a shallow valley where her ass pressed together. My gaze dropped lower to where the fabric clung to her crotch between her toned thighs emphasizing the smooth curve of her pussy mound just within my reach and I gulped. I tugged the strap back down over the curve of her ass as I admired how it pressed into the supple skin while my other hand held the stocking and my fingers brushed against her silky smooth flesh.

I snapped the strap back into place and it stretched tight over the curve of her round ass as it hugged the soft flesh beneath it. I tugged up the sheer stocking and ran my hand along it as I pressed out any wrinkles as the sheer material stretched snugly over her toned thigh. Part of me imagined what it be like to pull her panties down and fuck her from behind as I gripped the straps of her garter belt like handles. I envisioned her blonde hair spilling forward as she bent over and her soft ass pressing back against my hips as I drove my hard cock deep into her pussy and felt her warmth envelop me completely. “Make sure my panties are not bunched in my ass sweetie.” She said as she snapped me back to reality and shifted her ass slightly. She looked back at me and smiled over her shoulder as if she was testing me.

Comments and ideas for future scenes are welcome.