but this time she wanted to come along, and
enjoy the sun and pool in late spring. It was delightful,
and we enjoyed some great eating as well as some pool
time when the meeting ended each day, which was early
afternoon.

On one occasion, there were two women sitting next to us,
and we became acquainted with them. It developed that
Kim, the slightly older woman, was a photographer, and
Gail was her assistant. They had privileges at the hotel
pool, and would take advantage of this when they finished
work for the day.

I said that Rekha and I had often talked about having a
professional photographer take a number of pictures of
her; pictures that we could enjoy in later years. She was
a beautiful woman, and I wanted to capture her beauty,
but the ones that I had taken never did her justice.
Besides the usual pictures of her in a dress or swim
suit, I wanted some sexy shots of her in some of the
attractive lingerie that she liked to wear, or some nude
pictures, but she was reluctant, perhaps being
embarrassed if some one else saw her photos.

Just then my wife was coming out of the pool to join us,
and Kim remarked that she was quite lovely, and indeed
she was. She was very attractive, with a charming face
and a fine body, slightly larger than the usual model,
but with lovely firm breasts, a curved waist, rounded
hips, and long beautiful tapered legs. I especially liked
her hips and ass, and never tired of caressing them.

I asked Kim what type of photography she did, and Kim
said mostly fashion, almost exclusively women, and she
did models in all manner of attire, including dresses,
sports clothes and lingerie, depending on what the
various editors wanted. At this time Rekha was listening
to our conversation.

After looking at Rekha, I asked Kim if she could do some
professional photos of my wife. Kim hesitated, and then
said she might be able to work her into her schedule, so
I asked how much it would cost. She quoted some rates
that were not in my price range, and I said her rates
would be too expensive. Then Kim appraised my wife again,
and then said she could do it if we signed off on the
pictures, saying it was possible that she might interest
one of the publishers in a picture or two.

I was very enthusiastic, and I asked Rekha if that would
be all right. Rekha was reluctant, but I persisted, and
finally Rekha agreed. Kim said that she could do some
shots the next evening after her regular schedule was
completed. Then she said that she was not going to supply
the clothing for the shooting, and she suggested that we
look over the clothes and lingerie that she had with her,
and shop for additional items. Rekha protested about the
lingerie, but I said that I would love to have some
tasteful shots of her in some lovely underwear. Kim said
she would look good in some lacy and shear lingerie. We
then parted, and agreed to meet in Kim's studio the next
the next evening at seven.

That night we looked over Rekha's clothes and lingerie,
and decided to shop in the morning. We purchased a couple
of dresses, short skirts and blouses and of course some
very attractive lingerie. We bought sheer slips,
camisoles, sheer lacy panties, both regular and open
legged in pink, beige and white. Also, some sheer
stocki