Friends with more benefi.., p.5
Friends With More Benefits, page 5
He quickly ran out of the room with his pad and charcoal then made his way to the bathroom to shower. Then he headed off to work. It was a close call and he wasn’t happy with his rushed nervously prepared sketch anyway. He needed a better plan.
Victoria attended classes that morning and took an exam. When she returned home, she worked on a paper for a few hours and then proceeded to do something far more important. She searched the Internet for a plausible way to request a blood sample from Rob and Jim. She located a nationwide firm that she could contact to obtain the samples for her. That was the easy part. Then she pondered her story—that was the hard part.
First, she considered telling them that she had been diagnosed with some new strain of chlamydia that wasn’t all that dangerous but needed to be treated. And rather than have them go to the bother of seeing a doctor, she would send a lab tech to get a sample. This she felt was an option, although an embarrassing one leading to more questions and best used as a last resort.
She considered some other implausible scenarios and then as she scrolled one last page from her Internet search she spotted it—an ancestry search required a DNA sample. Sure, it could be garnered from a cheek swap, but her subjects probably wouldn’t know that. Victoria would tell them both that she was planning on giving the wedding couple a gift of a full ancestry search and a blood sample from a close relative was the only way she could pull this off and keep it a surprise. Maybe it was an odd gift, but she knew she could sell it. She could sell anything. The company she found online produced this elaborate framed ancestry family tree tracing back the roots of individuals hundreds of years. She would use these details only if needed.
A quick phone call to Rob and Jim left them confused and a little reluctant but onboard. Victoria made the arrangements with the lab and a few days later both Rob and Jim were visited by a nurse—Jim at his dorm and Rob at his office. Victoria’s sample could not be drawn for another few weeks, but at least she had the potential fathers’ part out of the way.
At Brian’s fourth class, it was female nude night; the three male students were looking forward to the refreshing sausage-free change. All Brian saw of the tall woman in the robe as she made her way toward the stool was her back. When she dropped her robe and exposed her beautiful ass, he felt a sort of déjà vu vibe. As the woman turned, he recognized that it was Victoria. He was not at all surprised. She spotted him instantly and rushed over for a hug as the other male students looked on jealously.
When they pulled apart, Brian gave her a smile, and she said, “Got to go. I’ll talk to you after class.”
He broke out in a sweat during the entire remainder of the hour-long class as he sketched Victoria’s body in full detail. He was really beginning to improve, and he glanced at his sketch proudly. When the class had ended, Victoria unabashedly walked over to him sans robe and stood admiring his work. As the other members of the class packed their things, they stared at them both. Brian gave her a nervous look and whispered, “Aren’t you going to put on your robe?”
She scoffed as she replied, “I’ve been sitting up their naked for almost an entire hour, and now I’m supposed to suddenly become shy?”
He shrugged his shoulders.
Victoria studied his drawing with a smile. “It’s really good. I had no idea you were an artist.” She frowned a bit as she pointed to her crotch on the page. “You made my labia too big.”
“It’s the first time I’ve ever drawn that part.”
“Wait until next class when you get to do the close-up. Then you can draw it really big. That’s my favorite class.”
“I’m not surprised,” Brian said, and then he looked at her with concern. “You can’t tell Jillian you saw me here.”
“Why not?”
“She thinks I’m at work.”
She smirked at him as she asked, “Are you secretly doing this so you can check out naked chicks?”
He made a face and replied, “No. I want to do something special for her as a wedding gift. I’m going to sketch her and have it framed. Something tasteful but sexy.”
Victoria smiled brightly. “That’s a great idea. She’s going to love it—I’m sure of it.”
“I’m also going to get her these expensive diamond earrings in case the drawing sucks, or she thinks it’s creepy.”
“Good back-up plan.”
All the students had left, leaving just the two of them behind. Brian walked over to get the robe and handed it to her. She reluctantly put it on. Then he whined, “I can’t figure out how to draw her though. I need to do it so she has no idea. I tried drawing her while she was asleep, but she moved, and I had to run out of the room to hide. I need a picture or something, but I need her to pose, and I don’t think I can pull it off.”
Victoria paused. “I think I can help you. She and I are going on that girl’s weekend thing next week. I can get you a picture.”
He gave her a hopeful smile. “How?”
“I’ll figure out a way.”
Brian frowned as he said, “You can’t drug her or anything. I need something sexy and tasteful. I mean I don’t need an extreme close-up of her, you know or some spread leg pose like in Hustler or anything.”
“Just leave it to me,” she said with a wide smile.
At the next class, Brian completed an impressive two-foot by one-foot drawing of Victoria’s gorgeous pussy. Her labia, both major and minor, were nearly perfectly proportioned on his sketch, and she gazed at it approvingly. She asked if she could have it. He agreed.
9
Jillian and Victoria drove down to Key West to spend some girl time together before the wedding, which was only three weeks away. On Friday they checked into their room late, had a quick dinner, and then went to bed. Jillian quickly fell asleep, but Victoria lay awake, plotting their activities for the next day and how she would pull off the photo shoot.
In the morning, they enjoyed a late breakfast and spent a few hours ogling hot guys at the pool. Jillian and Victoria each got a massage and assorted spa treatments. Victoria insisted that Jillian have her hair done and a full makeup session; when she was finished, Jillian looked breathtaking. They both dressed in beautiful, sexy dresses and went to an expensive restaurant for dinner. Jillian was going to avoid alcohol that night out of respect for the pregnancy, but Victoria again insisted. In fact, it was a key part of the plan. After Jillian’s second drink, she headed off to the bathroom. Victoria quickly summoned the waiter for a refill for her friend. When Jillian retuned she said, “I didn’t want another drink.” As she fell into her chair woozily, she added, “I’m already…wow…”
Victoria said casually, “Oh, the waiter came by, and I figured…Go ahead live a little.” Jillian smiled and took a big sip. Victoria asked, “So, have you decided what wedding gift to get for Brian?”
Jillian smiled brightly as she said, “I’ve thought a lot about it, and I think I’ve come up with the perfect gift or gifts.” Victoria gave her a hopeful look even through no matter what was to be said next, she would shit all over it. Jillian continued, “You know that tennis vacation I took him on before graduation?” Victoria nodded. “We didn’t get to really play on the grass court very long because we spent too much time in bed.” She widened her eyes suggestively.
Victoria didn’t smile at the sex reference, which surprised Jillian. In fact, she almost appeared to be frowning. Jillian lost her own smile as she added a little less enthusiastically, “Well I’m going to book us a trip out there again.”
Victoria painted on a huge frown and glared at Jillian with her mouth open. Jillian said hesitantly, “Oh and I’m getting him a couple of these new really expensive tennis racquets that he wants.”
“So basically it’s a tennis-themed gift extravaganza?” Victoria asked sarcastically.
“What? Not good.”
Victoria looked away, sighed, and then returned to stare at her. Jillian took a huge sip of her drink as Victoria added, “It sounds kind of lame.”
“Seriously, I thought it—”
“That’s the most impersonal wedding gift I’ve ever heard of,” Victoria interrupted.
“Really? He loved it when we played on a grass court and I thought—”
“Please stop talking,” Victoria added with a tired look.
“So do you have a better suggestion?”
Victoria put on a bright smile, “I read about this woman who did like a professional sexy photo shoot, had this incredible centerfold spread put together, and gave it to her husband on their wedding night. The husband was blown away.”
Jillian took another sip of her drink and then looked at her unsure. Victoria repeated with over-the-top enthusiasm, “Blown away.”
“Like naked pictures?”
Victoria nodded. “But tastefully done.”
“Where would I get something like that done?”
“I could do it for you.”
“You, you’re a photographer now?”
She looked at her insulted, “Yes, I can take pictures.”
“And you can put this layout together so it looks good? Or would you be sending the pictures out…oh, they’ll probably end up all over the Internet.”
“I can do all of it.”
“How?” Jillian asked skeptically.
“I’ve been taking a class,” Victoria lied with the most sincere yet offended face she could generate.
Jillian just stared at her unsure. Victoria looked away and then began, “You know you try to help someone avoid a huge mistake on their wedding night.” Jillian took another sip as she looked at her crushed. Victoria added, “And your gift is the equivalent of Brian giving you like a vacuum cleaner on something. You wouldn’t want a vacuum cleaner would you?” Victoria glared at her waiting for a response.
“Well, no.”
“You see.”
“You sure you could take the pictures?”
“Yes.”
“And create the layout, and no one else would see them?”
Victoria exhaled deeply. “No one would see them. I promise you they won’t be leaked to the Internet.”
“Okay, I guess. When could we do it?”
“I have my camera. We could do it tonight.”
“Tonight?”
“Sure. You look gorgeous. Your hair…your makeup—everything. You look spectacular. Your tits look big, too…maybe you’re ovulating.”
Jillian glanced at her chest and then smiled. “Really, I, uh thought they seemed bigger too, but…” She looked back to Victoria and then took the last sip of her drink. “Tasteful?”
Victoria nodded with a big smile as she said, “Maybe you should have one more drink.” She looked up as she called out, “Waiter…”
An hour later they returned to their hotel room, and Jillian was pretty loaded. She went into the bathroom as Victoria got out a large red satin sheet and tossed it over the bed and headboard. She turned on every light in the room and pulled out her big expensive new digital camera and waited.
Jillian emerged from the bathroom wearing only a robe. She looked at Victoria and the staged room with concern.
Victoria smiled brightly. “Oh, you look beautiful. Why don’t we start with some in the robe and then go from there?”
Jillian said hesitantly, “Okay.” She slid on to the satin sheet and then posed awkwardly as Victoria began shooting pictures like crazy.
“Amazing,” Victoria said. She pointed the camera down and then added, “Whenever you’re ready. Just have fun with it. Show a little here and there, and then lose the robe completely.” Jillian began hesitantly showing some cleavage as Victoria returned to taking pictures.
“Brian is going to absolutely love these.”
Jillian pulled the robe off her shoulders and exposed her full breasts for the first R-rated picture, and Victoria looked at her. “Gorgeous. You are a natural.”
Within minutes the robe was completely lost as Jillian got more and more comfortable and immersed in the experience. The booze helped a lot! Victoria jumped around the room like a professional photographer taking shots from every angle and in every pose. They stopped short of any spread leg extreme close-ups, but the pictures Victoria took were steaming hot. She knew Brian would love them.
When they were done, Jillian went into the bathroom as Victoria reviewed the amazing pictures. When Jillian came out wearing pajamas, Victoria put the camera way and Jillian said, “So let’s see them.”
“What?”
“The pictures can I see them?”
“Um, no. You can only see them on a computer screen.”
Jillian looked surprised as she said, “I thought your camera had one of those preview screens.”
“It’s broken,” Victoria shot back.
“I sure hope they came out. Could you imagine if we went through all this and all of them were blurry or something.”
Victoria nodded as she thought, that was exactly the plan. She said, “Let me take care of everything. I’ll load the pictures on my computer and let you know when you can see them.”
“Oh, okay,” Jillian said groggily as she climbed into bed. She was asleep in ten seconds.
The next morning Victoria and Jillian enjoyed a leisurely brunch and then climbed in the car. During the drive home, they vowed to do another girl’s weekend soon. After Victoria dropped Jillian off at home, she drove immediately to her house, and called Brian as soon as she walked in the door. He arrived a few minutes later just as she was unpacking. She grinned as she said, “I got some great shots. Wait until you see them.” Victoria pulled the tiny data card from her camera, and he followed her out of the room.
At the computer screen the first image that appeared was an extreme close-up shot of a woman’s vagina and ass—a gorgeous, breathtaking shot.
“What the hell is that?”
“What do you think it is?”
He sighed, “I know what it is, but I said no beaver shots of her.”
“It’s not her,” Victoria said smugly.
“I didn’t think so.” He moved closer to the screen with his eyes narrowed, “But it does look familiar.”
Victoria smiled as she said, “It’s me. I was just testing out my new camera.” Brian nodded casually, and then she asked, “Do you think I should have my anus bleached?”
“What?”
“Do you think I should have it bleached? Is it too dark?”
“Your ass hole?” he asked incredulously. He glanced to her face, she nodded, and then he slowly returned his gaze to the screen as he replied, “I think it looks fine.”
“Fine?”
“I mean it looks cute. I don’t think it’s too dark or anything. It’s pink. I like it.”
“Really?”
Victoria paused. “You can have the picture if you want.”
“Why would I want a picture of your ass?”
“I figured you did such a good job sketching my pussy that you might want to sketch my ass too.”
Brian said, “Gee thanks, but if we’re done with your ass can I see the pictures of my fiancée?”
She rolled her eyes. “You really are no fun.” As Victoria flipped from picture to picture he was blown away. There were more than one hundred shots, all sexy, with varying degrees of explicitness. None of them appeared tasteless.
He smiled and kissed her on the cheek. “You are amazing. This is just what I need.”
“Great.”
“How the hell did you get her to do this?”
“I asked what she was going to get you for a wedding present and after she told me, I told her it was the dumbest present ever.”
“Yeah, then…”
“Then I told her I read about this woman who did a sexy photo shoot layout for her husband as a gift.”
“She believed that?”
Victoria grinned as she said, “After a lot of alcohol and compliments.” He nodded as she continued, “She wouldn’t be the first woman to fall for the old casting couch, but she’s probably the most intelligent though.”
Brian chuckled. “Is there anything you can’t get someone to do?”
She gave him a smug look, “Not that I know of.”
Victoria popped the card out of the computer and handed it to him. He kissed her again on the cheek. She smiled and then he said, “And your pussy and ass are gorgeous. I wouldn’t change a thing.” She beamed as he walked away.
About an hour later, Victoria picked up the phone and dialed. Jillian answered. “Victoria. So can I come see the pictures?”
“Uh, I’m…I don’t know what happened. I’m a complete moron. All the pictures are blurry. You can’t even tell what they are. It was the lighting or the camera settings or something.”
“Oh, no. Should we try again?”
“I don’t think I’m going to be able to pull it off.”
Jillian sighed. “So what should I get him now?”
“Oh that whole tennis thing sounds amazing.”
“What?”
“The tennis vacation and racquets and all will be perfect. He loves all that crap.”
“But you said it was the worst gift ever. You made me feel—”
“I did not,” Victoria interrupted.
“You certainly did.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. You were drinking last night weren’t you?”
“Yes, but—”
“You were drunk, right?”
“I wouldn’t say—”
“Look I think the tennis idea is great. You really should let this go. I might not have been completely on board with it last night, but it’s starting to grow on me.”
Jillian stared straight ahead completely lost. “Oh, okay.”
10
After six weeks of working long hours at his first ever, real job, Rob was doing bench presses in the workout room of the Blue Stone Apartments on a Sunday afternoon. He’d been able to get some of his workouts in, but mostly at odd hours when the gym was virtually empty. On this day, the room was crowded. There were two other men in the room along with ten young women. Some of the women were on treadmills, others were stretching, and a few were using the weight machines, but all were gorgeous and dressed in revealing, sexy outfits. Rob had forgotten about the preworkout masturbation suggestion from Gary, and this was the first day it really would have come in handy.
