Lucky Man Ch. 09

A little before ten that morning, a petite, almost scrawny, blonde girl came and nervously walked up to Kelly's desk.

"Hi, I'm Danielle Baker. I'm supposed start working for Mr. Sellers today as his office assistant.

"Hello, Sweetie," Kelly said, standing and gently shaking her hand. The girl was tiny, thinner than Kelly and it looked like a strong breeze could pick her up and blow her away.

"I'm Kelly, and I'll be the one that actually gives you all the work to do. Mr. Sellers is your boss, but you'll definitely be answering to me. That's Mr. Deekins' office over there and that's Marie. If you need anything, ask either one of us."

"Okay," she answered shyly.

"Relax," Kelly said, rubbing both of the girl's upper arms for a second. "We don't bite."

Danielle smiled sweetly and nodded. "What can I do to get started?"

"Let's get your paperwork out of the way and then you can help me with this mountain of work I need to get done."

The young girl smiled and nodded again. Kelly chuckled at how naive and innocent she looked. She was dressed nicely in a long black skirt and a nice flower patterned blouse. She had blonde hair that was tied into a pair of long braids on either side of her head. She was pretty, but looked almost unbearably sweet and naive.

Kelly was neck deep in work when she got a call from Camille letting her know that the Yoga set had gone up, and that it was a bigger hit than the first one. She asked to schedule another photo-shoot, and Kelly agreed to for Tuesday evening. She was instructed to bring Duncan, so Kelly knew that it was going to be something special, and she also warned her that it might be an extra long session, several hours at least.

"You did good today," she told Danielle as she was leaving for the day.

"Thanks! Are you sure you don't want me to stay?" she asked.

Kelly waved her away. "You've done enough for today. Go home and see your boyfriend."

"Okay, bye Mrs. Thomas," she said, waving as she left.

Later, as Kelly was just getting home, she got a text from Amy saying that both her and Zeke were off on Friday if they wanted to get together and go to dinner or a movie or something. Kelly giggled at the "or something" part but let her know that she'd make sure to talk to Duncan and let her know as soon as possible.

"How was your day my love?" Duncan asked as she came in. He was in the kitchen, hard at work on dinner.

"It was one heck of a day," she said.

"I'm sorry to hear that," he replied, turning and giving her a kiss.

"Mr. Sellers was gone all day so you know how that turned out. He also had his new little office girl starting today so I also had to keep her busy."

"Well, was she lazy, or something?" he asked, stirring a pan of vegetables.

"No, it's not that. She was actually a hard worker, it's just that it feels like the workload triples when he's out. Plus, it was a Monday."

Duncan smiled and spun her around to rub her shoulders for a few minutes. Strong fingers pressed into her shoulders and she smiled, sighing in immediate relief.

"That better?"

She smiled and moved to the side of the stove and stole a vegetable from the pan to munch on.

"Camille called and asked if I could come in for another photo-shoot."

He nodded. "What day are we going?"

"You're still okay with me exposing myself like that?" she asked between chewing and swallowing.

He turned and looked at her. "Let's see, I get to show my wife off. It makes her horny and we have amazing sex. Oh yeah and she gets paid for it on top of all that!"

Kelly smirked and sighed. "Smartass."

He winked and nodded in response though, and leaned in for another kiss. "I'm very okay with it. Thanks for asking, though."

"She mentioned that you needed to come, and that it might be a longer session. She might be wanting to shoot the two of us together, or maybe me and someone else."

Duncan smiled. "Maybe it's another guy... oooo," he said playfully.

She rolled her eyes. "Are we okay with that?" she asked.

He stopped and stared off in thought for a minute.

"Let's finish this talk at the table," he said, pulling the pan of vegetables off the stove and reaching for the pork chops and rolls that were keeping warm in the oven.

She quickly went about setting places for the two of them while he brought the food over and got their drinks.

They ate in relative silence for a few minutes before she looked over at him and pointedly shrugged to get him to answer.

He smiled. "I've actually been asking myself that for a few days now. What will I actually feel when I see you with another man?"

She nodded, listening.

"I mean, I can tell myself that I know what I'll feel, that we're both ready for it and I'll be as turned on as I've ever been, but I really won't know until it happens, you know?"

She nodded again.

"I mean, how did you feel when you saw me with Heidi or with Kara... or even with Amy?"

She smiled as she suddenly thought back to each of the times he referred to.

"Well..." she started, pausing to spear a potato. "I was turned on, honestly. Seeing you with each of them was like... getting to experience what I have with you, but being able to be outside of my body and watching it from afar. Plus, I know that you're having fun and really enjoying yourself, so that makes me happy too. I told you, I have no regrets about anything we've done."

He smiled. "I know, and I'm right there with you. I'm... 95% sure that I'll enjoy seeing you with another guy, as long as he doesn't abuse you, or think he's going to have a shot at taking you away from me. I definitely don't want him to try and humiliate me."

She smiled. "Well, from what I've seen and spoke to Marie and Heidi about, there's always a small degree of machismo involved, no matter who the man is. As a woman, part of making love is making sure that the man feels like a man and knows that he's the object that you're... desiring... or whatever."

He nodded. "I get that. I just don't want to be treated like we treat Zeke. I like the guy, but for my money he's got some wires crossed."

She smiled. "He's harmless. It's a perfectly rational fantasy to have. Like they said, they're always macho and in charge when they work, it's nice to have the opposite when they play. Besides, who can say where the things we like come from? Some people like to fantasize about people sleeping with family members, or focusing on members of a different race."

"There's nothing wrong with sleeping with members of another race," he said.

"That's not what I mean, goober. I would have no problem with it, but that's not a particular fetish of ours. We're not seeking out a black guy or some oriental man... or something, you know?"

He smiled and ate some more. "I know, just fuckin' with you. I'm fine with you doing as many photo-shoots as you like."

"Well, what about video?" she asked. "What if Camille asks me... us... if we want to be in videos for her site. I'm sure she'll pay us more, not that that's why we're doing it."

He nodded. "I'm fine with it, honestly baby. I told you, anything goes. I'll let you know if it bothers me."

She smiled. "Good, because I think I want to try one."

He laugh easily. "As long as you do the same and let me know if it bothers you."

"I definitely will," she said.

The rest of dinner was polite conversation about their days. Duncan told Kelly about getting a blowjob from his secretary, which she cackled at when she heard that Mark caught them, and then again at both his and Kara's reactions. She spoke about how naive and young the new office girl was, and that her boss had probably hired her because she looked good in a skirt.

They spent the rest of the evening curled up on the couch after supper was cleaned up and snuck into bed early after the exhausting day.

The next morning, the two had to settle for a little kissing, and a gropey shower together before heading off to work. Their days were typical of the previous day and they both stayed busy for the entirety, excepting that Duncan and Kara didn't have time to really even fool around. He met Kelly at the door when she got home and they headed off to Camille's photo studio for the photo-shoot.

They noticed a few different cars in the parking lot when they arrived, and both grew a little apprehensive, but knew that they could pull the plug whenever they wanted, so their fears were relatively unfounded.

They rang the bell and were let in a minute later by Camille. Smiling, she gave both of them a hug and led them back.

"We've got a little surprise for you guys today," she said, smiling as she sat down at her desk.

Kelly and Duncan were both nervous, but curious about what she had in mind, so they listened intently.

"I'd like to shoot two different themes today, and I want to try something I've been toying around with, with some of my other models. The first thing I want to do is shoot one of just Kelly. I've got a little plaid skirt and a sexy white top in her size and we'll continue the same way we did her other two solo shoots. I figured that would be no problem for you guys."

Duncan shrugged and looked over at Kelly, who smiled and shrugged as well. "I'm fine with that," she said simply.

"Next, one of my male models is actually in town, and I know I said we might use Duncan, and of course we still will in later sets. I want to shoot Kelly and Luc together, however for several reasons. He's experienced, he's very nice, and he's good looking, not that you aren't Duncan. We'll take some still shots of them standing together and then, if you're agreeable, we'll do an erotic massage video."

Duncan looked over at Kelly and smiled. She suddenly grew nervous and looked up at him before turning to address Camille.

"What's that entail?" she asked.

"Well," Camille started, clearing her throat, "I have my husband Frank here to film it. He'll film everything, even the first scene. Once we're ready to edit, he'll cut the film together and lay a nice music track over the top of it, so we'll get lots of stuff we can put up on the website and you won't hear my voice telling you how to bend over farther. There will be a photo set of Kelly by herself, one of Kelly and Luc standing next to each other and in a few different poses, and then a video of each, plus the video of the erotic massage and the photo-shoot to match."

"So we shouldn't hear from you for a little while after this?" Duncan asked jokingly.

Camille grinned in response. "It's a lot, but typically I put up the video a little after the photo-shoots. It'll be a few weeks at least. But, like I said before, it's all up to you guys. You certainly don't have to do this and I can get another model here tonight to take your place if you're too nervous. But if we're going to do a set with Luc, he's only here for tonight and then he's flying back to France."

Kelly grinned. "He's French?"

Duncan chuckled at her.

"He is indeed. I'll let you meet him beforehand, of course."

Kelly smiled and turned back to Duncan.

"I'll go check on things in here and leave you two to discuss it in private," Camille said, quickly standing and exiting the small office.

"The moment of truth," Kelly said.

Duncan grinned. "I'm excited. I want you to do it. It sounds like it wouldn't be hardcore, but that there will be a little touching and rubbing. It'll be like the soft swinging Marie was talking about, except I'll just be watching."

Kelly smiled genuinely. "Are you sure?"

Duncan nodded. "I'm positive. But it's not really my final choice. If you want to, you can. I, personally, would love to see it."

Kelly thought quietly for a moment and then turned to grin at him. "I think I want to."

"Good!" Duncan said, leaning over and kissing her.

Camille knocked on the door a few minutes later and quietly asked if she could come in.

"Of course," Duncan said.

She entered and looked down at the two. "So what's the verdict?"

Kelly smiled widely. "With the option to say no during the actual shoot should it become too weird or awkward, I think we can go ahead with everything you want to do tonight."

Camille clapped excitedly. "Yay! I'm so excited. You're going to like Luc, he's very personable and friendly. He's really good-looking, so that certainly doesn't hurt things."

She turned and looked at Duncan then. "You're good with this too?"

He nodded, smiling widely. "I can't wait, honestly."

"Good. Okay then Kel, first thing first, you need to clean up your nethers, and then we need to do your makeup, hair and get you dressed ready for the first shoot."

Smiling and standing, Kelly followed Camille to the dressing room and washed and dried her soft parts since they were going to be on video camera and being photographed. Camille assisted where she needed to, and then helped her to put on a green plaid skirt, matching bra and panties and a sexy and very revealing white button down blouse. Finally, she sat at a table as Camille briefly styled her hair.

"Ugh, I hate you for this perfect hair. It's so easy to deal with."

Kelly smirked. "I hear that all the time."

After, Camille touched up a few spots of Kelly's makeup, but she generally didn't need any.

As she came out, led by Camille, Kelly saw Duncan talking to a very handsome young man with a scruff of a beard. In a deliciously thick French accent, he turned and took her hand. "This must be your lovely wife," he said. "Mademoiselle, it's a pleasure to meet you." As he spoke he lifted her hand and kissed it.

"Oh knock it off, Luc," Camille said. "He's just trying to be suave. He thinks it's funny."

Kelly giggled. "Pleased to meet you, Luc."

"A little joke to break the ice, no?" he said. "Camille, you are too mean to me."

"You love me, though," she said.

Kelly liked the way he looked. There was an air of quiet confidence about him. He turned and continued chatting with Duncan, complimenting him on how gorgeous she was. Something about him reminded her of her husband. He was definitely easy on the eyes, with "model" good looks. He had dark brown hair, brown eyes and a curious curve to his smile. She was instantly attracted to him, and the realization of that made her start to feel like she was betraying Duncan somehow.

"Whore, tramp, slut," she thought.

Duncan seemed to have no problem with him, chatting easily with him and she smiled as the two laughed at something he'd said.

"Okay, Kel," Camille called. "We're ready for the first shoot." She was moving lighting a little as Kelly came forwards.

"Kel, this is my husband, Frank. You might remember him from the party y'all went to."

A man that looked a little older than everyone else in the room smiled from behind a camera.

She waved nervously and moved to where Camille had set up an old wooden school desk and chair.

"Just shoot everything Frank, we'll cut it together like the other ones," Camille ordered.

Kelly stood still as Camille adjusted the lights once more and then finally went to get her expensive looking camera. She saw Duncan and Luc move up behind the camera and begin to watch her intently, though they were still chatting idly with each other.

Camille had her sit at the desk for a few shots, and then standing, leaning over provocatively, showing cleavage, then showing a little more leg, and then from the rear with the skirt just pulled up over her butt a tiny bit and giving the slightest hint of panties. She glanced over at the two men watching her and blushed briefly. They were smiling and watching still. Duncan gave her a thumbs up.

Camille came up then and undid the white shirt covering the plaid bra that she had Kelly put on. The ends swung open and Kelly felt suddenly exposed for a moment, before Camille adjusted it and pulled them back in place, leaving it slightly open. A dozen more poses later, she pulled the blouse off completely and left Kelly in her plaid bra alone. Then, she was briefly surprised when Camille had her slink out of her panties and then turn, giving just a hint of naked buttocks. The panties were a g-string of course, but the thought that she was bare down there with strangers watching her was terribly exciting. Camille had her turn completely around and face away from everyone. The photos showed her pale buttocks clearly, and only the slightest hint of her labia, more of a double-ridged shadow.

"Beautiful," Camille said. "Okay, go ahead and slide the panties back on, and we'll start to pull the skirt down a little at a time."

Kelly quickly grabbed the tiny garment and pulled it back on before she unzipped the skirt and turned as Camille directed. A dozen more poses and then the skirt slid down further, and then further, until finally Camille pulled it off. She had her perch up on the desk, one hand back to support her and her legs spread. She knew you could see her labia, clearly defined.

Camille came up then and briefly adjusted the front panel of the panties, pulling it briefly out and smoothing down Kelly's small, red thatch of pubic hair.

"They totally saw you. You just flashed strangers!" The thoughts entered her mind and she fought to ignore them and focus.

She saw the smiles on Duncan and Luc and knew that they had indeed seen. She smirked briefly and focused on her job. Camille took a few shots of her like that, and then had her hold still while she pulled the bra down and exposed her breasts. Her nipples were hard, more erect than they normally were and the rings were dangling sexily atop them.

Luc leaned over and whispered something to Duncan, who nodded and whispered back, gesturing with his hands. Both men laughed quietly and nodded, then turned back to watch the scene unfold.

Kelly smiled briefly but then focused on what Camille was saying and draped her hair over her breasts seductively. She put her through another set of poses, Kelly crouching on the floor, on her knees towards the camera, on her knees away from the camera, leaning up against the wall, and one leg up on the desk with the other straight.

"Okay, let's lose the bra completely," Camille said.

Kelly smiled and nervously pulled it off, the excitement of the act hardening her nipples even more. A few dozen more poses, and she had Kelly finally lose the g-string. Her nerves had all but disappeared by this point, but Kelly was still a little apprehensive when she slid seductively out of the garment.

"Okay, turn and place both of your hands on the desk and look back at me. Good, now bend over a little. And a little more. And a little more, nice," Camille said. "You're gorgeous, Kel. Turn and give me a little bit of open leg up on the desk, the other still on the ground. Nice!"

Kelly did as she was asked, spreading her legs and looking up at Duncan and Luc. They weren't talking and joking anymore, but were staring directly at her, both men clearly looking at her pussy. She grinned briefly.

"Okay, let's get one of you bent over and looking back. Just like that... so hot," Camille commented. She put her through a dozen more poses and finally had her on all fours on the ground, her hair splayed over her back and Kelly looking smolderingly back at the camera while she had her hips low to the ground and her thighs spread out widely. There was an incredibly tantalizing view of her pussy and her deliciously round rump. The pose made her want someone to come and shove a cock in her, though the thought of the act made her blush again.

"Okay, I think we've got it!" Camille said.

Duncan and Luc began applauding, causing Kelly to laugh and wave dismissively. Her husband came over then, and offered her a white robe to cover herself. She slid in to it smoothly.

"You were beautiful, so sexy," Luc said, his delicious accent doing naughty things to her.

Duncan was sporting a huge grin on his face. "I really like the schoolgirl thing. That was really hot baby."