Swimsuits

That was not the end of the photoshoot though, the next stage were swimsuits; there were two of them - one piece and two piece.

The two piece was a fancy bikini with the top covered in patterns and the cups connected by several straps tied on a central ring, the bottom was made entirely of straps with just the crotch and the central back parts being full to cover the “most strategic” regions; the bottom straps were jointed on the side by a clasp. The whole swimsuit was golden white. I was glad to be once again not wearing something plain. I had the same heels as with the “sports” outfit.

We once again shot several sexy poses, but the level of eroticism was significantly toned down. It did not mean that my arousal had diminished, it only stopped growing. From what I could spot the same thing applied to James.

I fell in love with the one piece swimsuit at the first glance. It looked kind of like a lingerie item rather than something one would wear to a beach. It was all white, the middle part was made of lace and had an intricate pattern, the cups also had a delicate lacing on the edges, the sides were cut out to expose more skin. Sunbathing in it would create truly original tan lines.

We basically repeated the routine that we did with the bikini; it was sexy but relatively modest, at least as modest as a swimsuit could be. That meant that my arousal remained at its relatively high level and never got the chance to fully diminish.