Seduce Me Read Free

the bike was to be used by a couple. Would Olga go that far?
    â€˜How do you feel about Andy coming into the frame now?’
    She looked very bright – glowing with the exercise, and obviously enjoying her exhibitionism.
    Her breasts rose and fell a little with excitement. ‘Don’t worry Bill. I know what pictures you need. I’d like to try that, but just the one step at a time … see how it feels, Yes?’
    â€˜You are a trouper, Olga! Now, Andy, keep your shirt and jeans on. You can be the guy who has just fitted the extra parts to make the bike a tandem. Now get on and just ride behind her, holding the handlebars …’
    There was Andy, pedalling behind the naked girl in the viewfinder, emphasising her nudity and vulnerability. ‘Oh, that’s great! Fantastic!’ Bill worked the shutter continuously.
    â€˜OK, Andy, while she keeps riding, slowly take off your set of handlebars. The intermediate shots will show how it’s done… Yes. That’s it. Now you have to hold on to her lovely waist. That’s it Olga, work that bottom around!’
    This is where we go beyond Glamour, he thought. He knew he was asking a lot of her – intimate contact with a man she hardly knew, while being photographed by another she knew only slightly better.
    â€˜Now, Olga, if you’re ready, I’d like to take things a stage further – or we can take a break right now if you like?’
    â€˜No …’ she breathed, ‘I’d like to keep going.’
    â€˜Great. Now things get a little more overt. Olga, say “stop” at any time you don’t feel completely comfortable with what I suggest …’
    She smiled back at him, her full lips parted. He felt a rush of desire. Hey, what was going on here? She just fancied Andy, didn’t she?
    â€˜OK then. Raise your hands, Andy; just touch the underside of Olga’s breasts. Oooh that’s it! Keep reacting like that, girl; head back, shake those tits from side to side. Stroke them, Andy … feel them a little more. Grab them. Raise your arms Olga, if you can, while he … ahhh! Wow, Olga; they are lovely! Perfect. Don’t touch them for a moment, Andy, while I get a few shots in … lovely! Beautiful! OK Andy, caress them gently … hey, don’t squeeze them out of shape, let the camera see her nipples … Yes. Lovely; keep them moving, keep everything moving … That pedalling action sure works well…’
    â€˜Hey what about him – he still has all the clothes on!’
    â€˜Yes, Olga, that’s the idea, it creates a power imbalance – although you hold the real power!’ Bill couldn’t get over the look of her naked. Without her knickers, her white thighs seemed to flow on up into her hips and waist – a continuous line up to her lifted breasts. And there was Andy, the lucky dog, touching and feeling her body – not as if it were his – but because she was letting a man do what had to be done to such a woman. ‘We have a totally beautiful, totally nude woman riding on the front of our tandem; and a fully dressed man close behind. He is touching, caressing, feeling and squeezing her tits, her body – all over – as she rides … and she is loving it, revelling …, perhaps wanting …’
    â€˜Yes – I want Andy in the front!’
    â€˜OK then.’
    The couple swapped around. She pulled his shirt off over his head, and then reached forward.
    As Bill zoomed in he could hardly believe what he saw through the viewfinder. Olga had unzipped Andy, and had him all the way out. He was pedalling madly, his legs akimbo.
    â€˜Shall I keep on taking pictures? Olga?’
    â€˜Yes … It is OK …’
    â€˜Ahh … don’t bother to … ahh … ask me then!’ panted Andy
    Bill smiled, but kept snapping away, watching her massaging Andy’s shaft. These pictures could not go in any