Take Some Pictures Of Mrs. Fairchild In The Kitchen Next.

“I think I saw an apron in the kitchen you can wear to get some teasing shots in.” I smiled as I pictured her voluptuous figure in the apron as I brought her the robe.

“I think my husband would like that. You have a knack for this.” She smiled as she turned her back to me and showed her lovely round ass. Her cheeks flexing as she shifted her weight from one leg to the other. I slid the robe on her from behind as it slid up her arms. Once it was on she turned back toward me and smiled as she pulled it closed tightly over her breasts as her nipples pressed out against the robe. “Can you be a dear and grab my clothes out of the bathroom dear and I will go find the apron and meet you down there.”

“Of course.” I smiled.

“And if you need a minute I will understand.” She teased as she brushed against me and gave me a kiss on the cheek. Her hand caressed my chest

“Mrs. Fairchild.” I shook my head.

“Just saying dear.” Mrs. Fairchild turned and headed for the door.

I went onto the bathroom and gave my cock a rub through my pants feeling how hard I had gotten while taking photos. As I gathered up Mrs. Fairchilds clothes I smiled as I looked at her lace panties sitting on top of her large cupped matching lace bra and licked my lips. I half debated taking her advice and rubbing one out as my dick was so fucking hard as I thought about her nude mature voluptuous body. The denim strained against my palm and I imagined Mrs. Fairchild’s fingers curling around the bulge as her thumb pressed into the tip. Her fingers tightening around my thick cock and her palm sliding along the shaft’s length while her other hand cradling my balls in a firm grip.

I reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone then called Alice. I waited for a second before she picked up and her voice came over then line. The phone felt heavy in my hand and sweat slicked my palm as I stared at the bathroom door. “Hey baby, How is it going.” She said on the other in in a chipper voice. Her voice was light but my chest tightened as I remembered Mrs. Fairchild’s huge breasts under the soft light of the bedroom. The memory flickered sharp and unbidden and I leaned against the bathroom counter while my grip on the phone tightened.

“Good. I finished the house but wanted to ask you something. How would you feel about me shooting pics of your mom for your dad?” I replied and bit my lip as I felt a tension in my shoulders.

“What kind of pics are we talking?” Alice whispered over the other end. Her whisper carried a playful edge like she wanted me to elaborate more as if she already as picturing me taking nude pictures of her mother or something even more erotic.

I took a deep breath before I answered. “Semi-Nudes.” I swallowed hard and let out a deep gulp. I should have asked before I had let things get this far since I had already taken some. I leaned forward and my fingers drummed against the countertop as I waited for her response and hoped she would say yes.

“Oh my god.” Alice laughed on the other end and I let out a little smile as I felt a wave of relief wash over me. The cold porcelain bit into my thighs as I shifted and tightened my grip on the phone.

“So is that a yes.” I asked with a smile.

“I say go for it babe. Hell knows I can hold it over mom’s head later.” Alice replied on the other end

“So you are fine with it?” I asked to double check.

“As long as your pants stay on and your big dick stays in them babe you can do whatever you want with my mom.” Alice replied. I was glad I had said no to letting Mrs. Fairchild show me how to put on the condom though part of me was still picturing it. The thought of Alice’s mother’s hands near my dick sent a raw throb through my cock as I pictured her rolling the condom down my shaft and Alice watched

“I can assure you that you are the only Fairchild woman who will be touching my big dick.” I replied.

“My sister will be so upset to hear that.” Alice giggled on the other end. I did not need images of her hot ass sister in my head as well.

“I love you.” I shook my head at her and blushed as I turned and sat on the countertop.

“I love you to but don’t think I do not know you are changing the subject.” Alice replied on the other end as I could almost feel her teasing me even through the phone. “Oh. I heard you been kissed Christy’s moms.” The taste of their lips lingered on mine as I licked my own lips remembering the feel of their mouths against mine.

“For the record they kissed me after Christy told them about the bar last night.” I said quickly. Not that I had not enjoyed all three of the women kissing me but I had not initiated any of them.

“Both of them? That is going to coast you. You are going have to show me exactly how they both kissed you on my nipples.” Alice whispered in a teasing tone.

“Would not work. Neither used any tongue.” I grinned to myself as I wet my lips and reached down to give my cock a rub through my pants. The pressure in my jeans grew unbearable and I shifted on the counter. The pressure in my jeans grew unbearable and I shifted on the counter. The denim pressed against my cock and I gritted my teeth as my fingers tightened around my shaft. My cock throbbed against the fabric and the ache sharpened as I softly rubbed it through the denim, wishing she was here.

“Then you will have to take some creative liberties in your story.” Alice laughed on the other end. The ache in my cock pulsed with every word Alice whispered through the phone. I was sure she would hold me to it as I pictured her large breasts and the feel of my lips on her nipples. I imagined my lips pressing to Alice’s stiffened nipple and her breasts pressing into my face as she arched her back. The thought of my tongue grazing her taut nipples as my lips parted around her areolas made me lick my lips. I heard voices in the back ground but could not make out who or what they were saying.

“Oh, can I talk to him.” Gwen asked on the other end. I wondered if she was still in the red hot bikini I had seen before.

“Sure. Hey babe Gwen wants to ask you something. I am putting you on speaker.” Alice said as I heard the phone click over.

“Okay.” I replied.

“Hey Jake sweetie. I wanted to ask a favor.” Gwen said on the other end.

“Shoot.” I replied having a feeling this have something to do with taking pictures like I had for Brit and Christy.

“Next week we have the last basketball game and I wanted to know if you mind taking some pics of us girls together during the prep rally and after the game maybe do some shoots of us seniors for the yearbook?” Gwen replied in her chipper tone. I wondered how many of the seniors she was talking about who wanted their own page in the year book as I pictured the girls on the team in their sexy cheerleading outfits.

“Feel free to say no if you do not want to sweetie. No pressure.” Alice said quickly as she knew I was hesitant to take pictures of the other girls. Especially if other guys might be around who might get mad.

“No, its fine. I do not mind.” I replied and exhaled deeply as the only reason I had not too was my own fears.

“Good. I will pay you for mine at least and nothing else the girls can pay you in kisses if Alice does not mind.” Gwen said on the other end as I could almost picture her teasing smile.

“Gwen.” I blushed though could not help but laugh a little at the thought of all the cheerleaders kissing me.

“That is fine by me.” Alice teased on the other end making me blush harder. I swore she loved to tease me though given the chance she might actually do it.

“Alice. You are not helping.” I smirked and shook my head at her.

“What us girls want to thank you for protecting Christy and saving Brit.” Gwen added. Great now I had two of them.

“Tell him if he wants some really good pictures, he should come over here with his camera.” Jacquline added on the other end and I pictured her curvy body in the gold bikini I had seen in the picture earlier.

“I am good.” I said quickly I wondered how many of the girls were there and how skimpy the swim suits were if it was just the girls around. I pictured them all laid out by the pool covered in sweat and body oil in various poses. Hard nipples poking through bikini tops that hugged breasts of various sizes while their bottom clung to the curves of their round asses. Bodies gleaming under the sun and sweat dripped down their skin as they posed for me in various ways. The group sprawled together with limbs tangled as their tits pressed against each other and their asses rubbed together. Sadly I did not have the same relationship with most of the girls that I had with Brit and Christy. Though Jacquline might be game given a few things Alice had told me about her.

“Pretty sure he would need a wide-angle lens to get all that ass.” Brit teased Jacqulin, snapping me back to reality.

“Hey. Don’t hate what my momma gave me.” Jackie said making me picture her lovely large round ass behind the lens. Her ass had been full and round as it filled her bikini bottoms and spilled out the sides. I imagined her breasts spilling over the top of her bikini and the gold material stretched taut against her taut nipples.

“I better get back to it before your mom thinks I got lost. I love you Alice and will see you later.” I said not wanting to leave Mrs. Fairchild waiting.

“Aw.” The said in unison on the other end of the phone making me smile.

“Bye babe. I love you two. Have fun.” Alice said as she made a smacking nose before hanging up the call before I could say anything else to embarrass her more.

I gathered up Mrs. Fairchilds clothes and headed down to the kitchen. As I came into the kitchen, I saw Mrs. Fairchild come out dressed in a sex red apron and nothing else. It came down to her upper thighs and hugged her hips where she had tied it though I saw a flash over her bare ass as she strutted out of the pantry. She tugged it over her large breasts as she seemed to have trouble keeping her nipples hidden. The apron’s hem swayed with her steps and the fabric stretched taut where it clung to her thighs.

“What do you think.” She smiled as her hands smoothed down the front and then moved to her hips and stuck out her chest which caused her areolas to peek out either side. Mrs. Fairchild’s fingers slid to the apron’s tie and she pulled them snug around her waist with a sharp tug.

“You look like one very hot chef.” I smiled as I sat her clothes on a counter out of the way by the sink. Mrs. Fairchild’s palm slid down her thigh and her other hand tugged the apron down to make sure she was not showing to much.

“Thank you dear.” She gave a smile as I turned back toward her and I raised up my camera to snap a picture of her in the pantry doorway. She raised one hand up and ran it back through her blonde hair while her other hand rested on the curve of her hip. She arched her back and her breasts strained against the apron’s thin fabric as her nipples pressed visibly against the material. Her thighs parted slightly as she shifted her weight and the apron’s hem rode up one side of her hip. Her blonde hair caught the light as she tilted her head and her eyes locked onto the lens. Her lips curved into a smile as she held the pose and her cheeks flushed faintly as the camera clicked.

“Where do you want me.” She drummed her fingers as she looked at me and smiled. I resisted the urge to make a joke about how her phrasing sounded like an invitation to have sex with her. My eyes swept the kitchen as I thought about where I wanted to take the next photo. I imagined her perched on the counter’s edge with her thighs parted and her apron riding higher. She could sit on the high-quality wooden barstool with her legs spread just enough to tease. She could stand in front of the fridge showing her bare behind while arching her back as she looked back over her shoulder with a teasing smile while exposing the sides of her breasts.