Picture This

A vision of you

For dinner the two of them walked to a local Italian parlor. The rain had stopped and the night air was warm and muggy. Stevie was wearing a sundress that clearly was chosen for comfort rather than modesty. They ordered some pasta at the counter and sat down at a small table near the front window. Lindsey spoke quietly to the manager and surprised Stevie with a bottle of sparkling apple juice and two wine glasses.

"Oh all the things I have given up during my pregnancy," Stevie confessed, "I miss having a glass of champagne in the evening to most."

Lindsey poured apple juice for both of them, and then raised his glass.

"Here's to growing even more beautiful each day." He toasted to her.

Stevie smiled and blushed a little. She was impressed that Lindsey had remembered the phrase. She was enjoying his company. Before today she had been very nervous about the whole photography project, but now that it was happening she had become very comfortable sharing her private moments with him. It was partly his friendly personality, and partly the fact that she didn't expect to ever see him again. In some ways it was easy to open up to a complete stranger.

As they talked, Lindsey occasionally picked up his camera and snapped a picture of her. Stevie had a habit of fiddling with her dress buttons as she talked. After a while Lindsey noticed she had three buttons undone, and was absent mindedly fingering the fourth. He snapped a few more shots encouraging her to lean in towards him. Lindsey then realized that Stevie knew exactly what she had been doing. She rotated her shoulders and adjuster her posture, causing to top of her dress to relax open and expose one breast. With a subtle flip of her hand, her left breast was completely out and resting on the table. She kept the conversation going without missing a beat, and Lindsey captured the public flash without drawing attention from the other patrons. Stevie casually leaned against the table, squeezed her breast, and left a few drops of her milk on the table cloth.

Lindsey had to adjust his swelling cock with his other hand. While the table afforded some discretion, Stevie had been waiting and looking for it to happen.

"Are you OK down there?" she asked, giving a quick glance at his lap.

Embarrassed to be caught in the act, Lindsey withdrew his hand and gave Stevie a smile.

"I think I'm going to be fine, thank you." Lindsey replied.

"Alright", she teased him ."I wouldn't want you to get too... uncomfortable."

While her choice of words were almost appropriate, her smirk and wink were clearly crossing to line of innocence.

Lindsey had been around plenty of flirty clients before, but Stevie was the first one to trigger such an uncontrollable physical response in his pants. He didn't believe that she really wanted to fool around with him, but it was becoming very clear that her idea of flirty teasing went much further than his. Lindsey reminded himself that he was hired for a job, and she was clearly enjoying the testing of his professionalism.

"Since we have a table at the window," Lindsey tried to change the topic, "I was thinking I might step outside and get a few pictures of the storefront with you sitting inside. Sound good?"

"Sure." Stevie replied. She continued to glance back and forth from Lindsey 's eyes to his crotch, making it clear she was eager to see how he was going to manage the bulge in his pants as he walked out.

Lindsey picked up his camera in one hand, adjusted his pants with the other, and stood up holding his camera in front of himself as cover. His condition was still obvious to Stevie, but the other patrons in the restaurant would probably not notice. He smiled at her and then walked outside.