Double Exposure
Copyright 2003
"I really don't wanna do this! Can't you call and cancel?" Nick Carter moaned.
This would be his third photo shoot today and if he had to look at another fucking camera he was gonna scream.
"No I can't cancel Nick, this is important. It's the last one and then you can go back to the hotel." Don his assistant explained.
"Ugh fine, let's get this over with. I'm fuckin' tired as hell and I wanna go to bed."
He didn't mean to be such an ass, but he'd been up since three that morning and all he wanted was to sleep, but he couldn't get a moment in.
Looking out the window he sighed heavily. He was lonely, he needed some kind of contact. Everything was so impersonal. Yawning loudly, he groaned as they pulled up to the building and parked.
"Ok, we're going in. Please TRY to act interested Nick, the smoother this goes, the quicker you can get back to the hotel."
He rolled his eyes, grabbing his hat and putting it on, getting out and starting towards the building, bodyguard in tow. Don hurried after him, coming up beside him.
They made their way inside the room and Nick looked around. If you've seen one studio, you've seen them all. Looking around in boredom, his eyes stopped on a young woman he guessed to be his age. Narrowing his eyes, he took a step closer and looked her over.
Hair pulled up to a tight bun ontop of her head, red strands stuck out at all ends a sign of frazzled nerves. A long corduroy skirt and white blouse with a paisley vest, glasses and sensible white flats finished the ensemble. She looked like someone who might work in a bookstore.
She wasn't unattractive though, quite the opposite. Nick could tell by the way the shirt clung to her when she moved that she was well endowed and he grinned. He was a guy, he couldn't help but notice. He watched carefully as she talked to Don, he couldn't quite make out her eyes, but they looked gray, he wasn't sure though.
Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all, he may actually enjoy it. Taking his hat off, Nick walked over and sat on the stool in front of the white screen and got ready, a smile on his lips. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Ok, I think I got all I need from you Mr. Carter, thank you." Rachel Dover smiled, turning to pull the finished film out of her camera.
"Cool, thanks." He smiled, walking over to shake her hand.
"Thank you, it's been a pleasure."
"It has. Take care."
And with a wave, he was gone, his assistant following behind.
Rachel watched him leave and sighed. He really was attractive, too bad for her she dressed the way she did while working. At night, that was a different story. Too bad he wouldn't see her then.
Finishing packing up, she walked over to put something away, when she saw something on the table. Starting over she recognized the object as a hat, his hat. The hat he was wearing when he came in today. She picked it up, grinning.
Maybe she would be seeing him again.
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He couldn't believe he left it there, how could he be so stupid?! Sighing, Nick made his way back into the building. He'd have to hurry, they would be closing in fifteen minutes. Plenty of time for him to get someone to let him in to get his hat and then back out again.
Walking over to the room, he went to peek in, when he realized the door was open, the lights on. Looking around, he didn't see anyone. Walking in, he looked around, a camera lay on the table in the corner. Taking one more look around he turned, heading over to the table. Grabbing his hat, he started out when he heard a noise behind him, he whirled around and gasped.
There she was, appearing to be reloading the camera. Her hair, now released from it's bun, flowed freely down her back, reaching just past her backside. Her vest was now missing and her blouse was unbuttoned at the top.
He hadn't realized how form fitting the blouse was, every time she moved, even just a little, it moved with her, stretching against her body. He swallowed hard, feeling his body starting to tighten. She looked up then and looked right at him.
"Hello."
"H-hi."
"Is there something I can do for you Nick?"
She was calling him by his first name. He blinked, shaking his head to collect his thoughts.
"My hat...I left it here on accident." He held the hat up.
"I see you've found it."
"Yeah..."
Slowly she started over. "I guess you got what you came here for then right?"
His mouth was dry suddenly. "Yeah."
"You're sure there's nothing else you need before you leave?" She smiled.
"I don't...think so."
"Ok, then I guess I'll see you around huh?" He nodded, god why was he so tongue tied suddenly?
She stared at him. This was perfect, she was right in guessing he'd come back. She was glad she'd stayed later than usual, this would be fun. "You sure there wasn't anything else?"
"Uh, why?"
"Cause, you're still here." She laughed softly.
"Oh, oh right! Yeah, I'm going now."
"Well please, don't leave on my account, I like having you here." She grinned.
"You do?"
"Oh yeah."
He studied her for a moment, suddenly his hat dropping from his fingers as he pulled her to him, kissing her deeply suddenly, running his fingers through her long, soft hair. She sighed against his lips, running her hands up his arms and then around his neck.
He nibbled and sucked on her lips, running his tongue over the soft flesh. "I want you." He moaned, pressing her hips close to his.
"Not yet."
Nick pulled away, breathing hard. "Not...yet?"
"That's right, not yet."
Slipping out of his arms, she walked over to the door, closing it softly and locking it.
"What are you doing?"
Rachel turned, leaning against the door. "Surprise me."
"What?"
"Surprise me. You're gonna have to work if you want me and I want to be surprised. If you can surprise me Nick, I'll do whatever you want." She whispered.
What could he possibly do that could surprise her? They weren't exactly in the best place for surprises. A photo studio wasn't very mysterious. He had to think fast, there had to be something. His eyes wandered around the studio frantically.
She smirked, wondering what he'd come up with. She really wasn't expecting much, there really wasn't much he could do. This would prove to be interesting.
He'd give up, there was nothing, nothing. His gaze stopped on the camera she'd set down on the table. He looked at it then at her and then back at the camera, a slow smile spreading over his lips. "Ok."
"Ok?"
"Yeah, I got my surprise."
"Alright then, let's hear it."
"I want to photograph you."
"That's it?"
He nodded.
"I'm not very surprised Nick."
"I want to photograph you...naked."
She blinked. Ok, she was surprised. "Excuse me?"
"I wanna photograph you naked."
Rachel had to hand it to him, she hadn't even thought of that. Smiling she nodded. "Ok, deal."
"Great." Nick picked up the camera and walked over to the area, looking over at her. "Whenever you're ready." His heart was pounding a mile a minute.
Slowly she straightened, walking towards him. Slowly she unbuttoned the rest of the buttons on her blouse, pulling it out of her skirt and shrugging it off, letting it drop to the floor. She continued walking, pulling the straps of her bra down and reaching behind her to unhook it, letting it fall to the floor as well. Well endowed didn't even begin to describe her. He swallowed hard, trying not to focus on her breasts, but he couldn't help it. He watched as her hands unbuttoned her skirt, unzipping it and letting fall to the floor, pooling around her feet. Bending over, she removed her shoes and socks and then reached up, pulling her undies down and walking boldly over in front of the screen.
Nick blinked, staring blatantly at her, drinking her in.
"Ok, go for it."
Clearing his throat, he made sure the camera was ready, lifting it up and pressed the button. He watched as she posed, graceful and erotic poses. He couldn't believe this was the same quiet and shy woman who'd taken his picture. She was perfect, her body, everything. He was delighted to find that she had a small tattoo of a butterfly on her back. The camera loved her, he could see why anyone would love to be a photographer, he was able to see beyond the exterior right into her soul.
He took about fifteen pictures and stopped, he just couldn't do it anymore.
She straightened. "All done?"
He nodded.
"Ok then."
"Were you surprised?"
She walked over to him suddenly, kissing him deeply. He ran his hands over her bare body, moving his hands around, rubbing her stomach before bringing a hand up to cup her breast, rolling the nipple between his fingers.
"Oh god..." she moaned, gripping his shoulders as she felt him slide two fingers inside her, starting a steady motion. She felt her legs give out and was slowly lowered to the floor.
Somehow Nick managed to get undressed, rolling over so she rested ontop of him.
"Come on Rachel, ride me..." He whispered, looking up at her.
She stilled for a moment, she didn't even realize he knew her name. Shaking the thought from her head, she lifted her hips, coming down over him, groaning softly.
"Come on baby...do it." He moaned, pushing his hips up to hers gently.
Slowly she started moving, feeling him fill her deeply, then lifting her hips, felt his hardness slowly slip out of her and then plunged back down again, taking him in suddenly.
"Fuck...me!" He cried, arching up a bit.
Rachel increased her pace, rocking harder and harder against him. She tightened purposely around him, slowing her pace suddenly, rocking painfully slow against him.
"D-don't...don't tease...ride me hard."
Bracing her hands on his chest, she pounded against him, feeling her release quickly approach. She could feel him harden more inside her and she arched back, his length brushing against her clit.
"I'm gonna...oh god..." He moaned, pushing up steadily into her now.
"Do it Nick, cum, cum for me." Rachel panted, tightening around him and holding.
Pushing up into her one last time, he released hard, Rachel cried out, her own release taking her as she clenched him tightly, then slumping forward, resting on him heavily.
"Holy shit." Nick sighed, holding her trembling body against his.
Sighing contently, she closed her eyes.
"I hope no one comes looking for you."
"Nah, everyone else is gone."
"So...do you think you may be up to taking some more pictures? I really like that tattoo you have..."
"You do do you?"
"Yeah, got anymore I may be able to get a picture of?"
"Dunno, guess you'll have to look and find out." Rachel winked.
"Mmm, finding out his half the fun." Nick smirked. "What would you say, if I ruined the film in the camera and ended up taking tons of double exposures?"
"I'd have to say that's too bad, and that maybe we should do it over."
"Sounds like a plan to me." He grinned, pulling her up for a kiss.
