A relaxing drink

"You know, you really are quite a beautiful woman, Nancy," said Mendes. "The camera is going to love you. But first, how about a drink? You know, just to break the ice?"

"Well it depends on what you're offering me," Nancy answered coyly.

"I do make a very good Mojito if I say so myself," he answered in return.

"My favorite!" Nancy smiled, trying to act oblivious. Mojitos were one of her favorites, but not her most favorite. Still, it wouldn't hurt to have a drink. If she could get him to relax his guard, she could reel him in with no problems. She walked over to the bar that Mendes had set up across the room, just so she could keep an eye on what he was doing. "Do you offer drinks to all your girls?"

Mendes looked into her eyes, and smiled brightly. "Only the ones I find most interesting."

"So you find me interesting?"

"Oh, very much so!" he said as he mixed the drinks.

Nancy was satisfied that he didn't have a chance to slip anything into the drink, since she was right on top of him, watching him cautiously. She took the drink Mendes offered her, and took a sip. It was indeed very good. Perhaps it was one of the best Mojitos she had ever had in a while. "This is very good," she commented as she nodded her head.

"I find that one drink can make or break a phot shoot. Usually nine times out of ten, it makes them. The models are more relaxed, and less modest."

"I know what it takes to break into the modeling business, and I'm not all that modest. Not for the right photographer," she mused slyly.

"Oh I think you'll find I am the right photographer," he winked and smiled.

For some reason Nancy found herself giggling at him. Then she began to feel a little light headed. But she passed it off as an effect of the drink itself. It tasted good, but it was rather strong. What she didn't know was Mendes always kept a supply of glasses just for special occasions that were already coated on the inside with a very special **** he himself designed to make models more open to his suggestions. Most of them would be very relaxed, and do whatever he asked of them, or told them to do.

Mendes watched her as she generously began to drink more of her drink. He knew he had her right where he wanted her now. It half way gone, and he could tell she was very relaxed, which meant she'd be very open to him. But why rush into things? They had all day, and he wanted to enjoy her company for all it was worth. "Well, the clothes you're wearing aren't that great for starters. The robe makes you look like you just got up." He stopped to think Why don't we take some shots of you, just as you are, over by the bed?"

Nancy beamed at him. He didn't seem all that bad. Wait a minute... Why was she thinking that? She brushed it off. "Sure. Okay. How do you want me?' she asked as she finished her drink.

"How about we start with you lying on the bed, like you've just woken up? Pretend you're horny, and give me some sexy poses."

Nancy wasn't sure it would be something she could pull off, but she knew she had to try. "Sounds like as good a place to start as any. I'll try my best."

"Just relax, and go with the flow, and with what you're feeling inside. You're a very sexy and desirable woman. Give me a dreamy, kind of sexy look. Maybe a little pouting because your lover isn't there with you."

Nancy stretched out on the bed, and looked up at Mendes adjusting the camera. She gave him a pouty look at first, which he snapped quickly. Then she gave him a dreamy, sexy look as she thought of lying on the beach with a handsome young stud waiting to put sunblock on her body. The camera clicked and whirred its approval as Mendes snapped the pictures.

"All right, now how about opening up your robe, and start fondling yourself? Pose however you'd like. You seem to have a good knack for it."

She slowly opened her robe, and spread it open, revealing her hot body beneath. The camera clicked and whirred as she slowly began to fondle herself. "Why am I doing this?" she thought to herself. Her hands strayed to her breasts as she began to caress them through the fabric of her bikini. She started to feel hot and bothered. She pushed the top over her lovely round breasts, and tugged on her nipples, letting out gasps and sighs of lusty passion. The camera caught it all.

"Okay, that's good," he said as he took one final photo in which she allowed her hand to stray down to the band over her bikini bottoms . "Now, let's try over by the hot tub. Let's lose the robe for this segment. All you want to do is soak your aching body in a nice hot tub with a bottle of wine. I want you to undress slowly for me, and look as sexy as you can while you do it."

Nancy suddenly felt frustrated. It was almost like she had suddenly forgotten the reason why she was there in the first place. "Sure, I can do that," she smiled as she walked over to the hot tub, and started to remove her robe, gently dropping it over her shoulders.