I have this model who I work with who does nude work with me, and she’s a very interesting girl. Very skinny, stripper, very attractive, and used to having guys around her pinkie at will. The guy who introduced me to her assumed I’d be trying to jump her, but she’s involved, and I’m not really much for OPP. Plus, that would make me seem like everyone else… so the first shoot we did, I asked my calculator what would produce the best results. Two distinct lines of results came back. It said that if I wore 4 sprays of Ammo, we’d have a great shoot. On the other hand, if I wore 3 sprays of Panty Scorcher, we’d have great sex, with her initiating aggressively.
I thought about it, and even if she had been single, sex is temporary, but artwork is not, so I had no qualms choosing the ammo, and we had a great shoot. She was aroused by the Ammo, and had things continued much longer than they did during that shoot, she might have come on to me, but I kept it professional. That was several months ago.
So Monday of this week she calls me up and says she wants to do another nude shoot. We set today as the date for getting together to hash out some ideas, and we planned to do the first shoot in the series on Friday. I again asked my calculator what would be the best mix to wear, and this time, I again got two results. If I want sex, I should wear 3 sprays of Ammo, and if I want great art, I should wear 1.25 mcg P75.
Now although she’s attractive, aggressive, very sexual, and very much thinks like a man when it comes to sex, I don’t think of her in a sexual way because she’s taken, and because she’s my model. But I was having a hard time believing my calculator because last time, it was almost the same thing for good shots as this time it was for sex… so knowing I could (and would) refuse her sex if she comes on to me, I wore 3 sprays of Ammo just to see what would happen.
I meet her at the bookstore wearing 3 sprays of Ammo and the first thing she does is grab me for a hug. This is new. We never so much as touched previously aside from me fine tuning a pose after getting permission to touch her during a shoot. And it’s not a fakey hug either, she’s fully open to me with it.
After looking for comfortable places to sit a few minutes, I notice she’s following me all over the place when usually she’s at my side or leading. Hmmm. We go find some books for inspiration and we’re talking and I’m taking notes, and then I realize she’s sitting too close to me. We are literally less than an inch apart, almost touching. She’s invading my personal space.
Then we run out of books… there were only two… and I know that if she gets bored, I’ll lose her, so I suggest that we go take a look at the places where the ideas we have would work. She decides we should go back to her place to look around there first.
I follow her back to her place, and we park. Her boyfriend is still at work and it starts to rain. Can’t do much. She sits down on the couch, legs wide open, crotch aimed right at me, wearing short shorts. I chalk it up to her being comfortable at home, and sit down next to her. Ask if she wants to shoot some in the house, no. Ask to see where she got burned with bacon grease, and she shows me. It’s not as bad as I thought… then I notice she’s really fidgeting with her hands, which she never does normally. Hmmm.
At that point, I got up to do something… don’t remember what… and when I get back she’s gone. “Where did you go?” I ask. “I’m in here,” she calls back.
She’s in the bedroom, on her bed… hmmm.
I walk in. She’s in a sort of odd position, which is faintly suggestive of a cat on the prowl and I’m wondering why we’re in her bedroom.
We’re talking, and she seems to want me to join her on the bed. So I sit on the bed, and we’re talking. And then I get the feeling this is going to go the wrong way… so I say, “Does [boyfriend] have a red truck?” (knowing he does). “Yeah, why?” she says. “I think he’s home.” We leave the bedroom and she checks, and doesn’t see him, so I distract her with ideas for the North facing window in the living room, and then the rain lets up and I suggest we bounce.
So she jumps in my car and we take off. And as we’re driving to the place she suggested for a shoot, I again notice she’s fidgeting with her hands, and now the conversation has turned to “where have you fucked before?” and it’s now very apparent that she’s not thinking of me as a professional. She sees me as a friend… maybe she’s attracted to me.
We arrive where she suggested and time has made it unsuitable, and so we find other places, and I notice for a third time that she’s fidgeting, and not only that, she is again following me whenever we get out of the car. When I bring her back to her house, we’re trying to make plans and she does something that surprises me. She tells me she will call me tomorrow.
Might seem small, but she isn’t usually the one to call others and when she does, it’s always in a “whenever I get to it” sort of way. She wants this to happen tomorrow, and there’s no doubt about that.
On the way home, I’m thinking about all this and realizing that these are all potential IOIs. Not sure what to make of this, though, because she’s the type who is more than willing and happy to simply say “Hey, wanna fuck?” if she’s interested.
I suspect the Ammo has her getting aroused and interested, but it’s a signature that doesn’t match the typical “bad boy” stuff she usually goes for. I think it’s suggesting to her that I’m a “good catch”, and she wants to be careful because she’s taken. It makes me wonder if she even realized she led me into her bedroom like that! I had her complete rapt attention whenever I was with her (except when she was talking to the bf on the phone) which is also unusual. She’s easily distracted.
I’m not sure any of it means anything… but it definitely has me suspicious.
She’s used to teasing men and now… hehehe… But I wasn’t teasing her on purpose.