The photo shoot with mom

should be clear of spelling mistakes, sorry if any got through


Dad had paid a fortune buying me the top of the range camera and equipment and having a double garage built at the top of the garden as my studio, with a dark room, which was fitted out so I could develop and print my own films, so he wouldn’t’t have been very happy, hearing I was flunking photography at college.

Mid term exams were coming up and I hadn’t started my course work, which was two thirds of the marks, I knew I would have to pull something really special out of the hat to get through. When I was asked what subject matter I was covering I just came out with nudes, I remembered this was given top marks and I shore did needed them.

After our meal that night I went up to my room and just panicked, although I was 17, I wasn’t in a relationship, so I couldn’t ask my girlfriend to pose for me. I just didn’t know what I was going to do, I did for a second think about asking my 13 year old sister, but I dismissed that idea, why didn’t I say nature, or still life, these would have been easy, but no I had to act big and say nudes.

To take my mind off things for a while I decided to print off some photos I had took a few months back, at a friends wedding, so I went up to my studio, there I started developing and printing pictures to add to my portfolio.

Developing a shot of mom, I couldn’t help but notice how sexy she looked, the camera seemed to just love mom, this made me recall some time ago, she had said she would do what she could to help me, so I decided to take her up on this.

After dad had left for work the following morning, I plucked up the courage and asked mom if she would help me with my course work, “Of course, if I can, what do you need”? I took a deep breath, “Mom, you really look good in front of the camera, and I really need your help, so will you pose nude for me“?

She went ballistic, “NO I CANT, pose nude for you, want are you a little pervert, how on Earth would you think I would do such a thing, Peter, I’m your mother for God’s sake, you just want to hope I don’t tell your father young man”

She stormed off into the lounge while I just sat there, I was hoping she didn’t’t tell dad, as he would kill me. Although I had been knocked back I couldn’t’t help but notice the hip hugging slacks she had on and the strap of her thong was just showing, her bust was heaving from shouting at me which caused them to push the T shirt she was wearing tight across them and her nipples hard nipples were trying to break free.

I could hear her in the lounge banging about and then the vacuum started up, so I decided to just get off to college.

As she moved around the lounge with the hover she spoke, to no one, it was just getting off her chest what she was feeling. “How dare he think I would pose naked for him, I’m his mother, he will just have to flunk class and hope his dad is lenient with him”

The more she thought about what her son had asked the more the spark that she didn’t’t want to let ignite started growing, ‘Oh no I can’t even think about doing it, but then he did say how good I looked and I feel flattered that he asked’; shaking her head to get these thoughts out she came back to earth when the door bell rung. It was the post man, she had picked out one of Peter’s family photos and sent it off to be put onto canvas like a painting, she opened it to see how it came out and was really pleased at the quality, she hung it over the fireplace and through out the day she kept looking at it and thinking her son had a point about how good she looked in front of the camera.

No I can’t pose for him even though it would mean him staying at collage. Besides what would his lecturer say when he saw them and most of all, what about his father, what would he have to say about me being nude in front of our son. Her thoughts then turned to him, how he wasn’t over emotional or forthcoming in bed, and she needed to be told how good looking she was, with another shake of her head she said out aloud, “NO, it’s out of the question”

Peter got home from collage and wondered if his mother was going to tell his dad, all night he was quite and thinking about what he would tell his dad. But he didn’t have to worry, his mother had calmed down and, hoped Peter had put all those thoughts out of his head. He went to bed a relieved young man.

Later that night Peter had to go to the bathroom and he heard his mom and dad arguing, mom wanted sex but dad told her she was frigid and he would rather fuck a dead chicken then her. His mother was almost pleading for sex, but his father just told her to “Fuck off”

At Collage the next day Peter went for lunch sitting by the pond he feed the ducks, he snapped off a few shots then he noticed Stacy walking passed, she’s a year older than him and a stuck up bitch, she thought she was the most liked girl in college, she did have a lot of hangers on, not real friends, they were only out for them selves, getting a night in the sack with all the chaps after Stacy, for a promise to try and get Stacy to date them, which never happened.

As she talked about her parents paying for her to tour Europe for the summer break, Peter thought ‘if only they knew what she was like’, he then remembered he had took some photos down by the lake the other year and he thought he had caught Stacy in them, he had not developed them, so this would be his first job when he got home.

Peter found the three rolls of film he hadn’t developed, at the time they contained nothing to help his course work, being a little board he just seemed to photograph, anything and nothing in particular. He wasn’t shore if he had caught Stacy with her Math teacher fucking against a tree, but if he had then things would turn out right for him in the end.

As the films developed her saw he had captured Stacy with her Math teacher. Raising his hand to the heavens, “Yes, I have my model”.

There was no way it could have been anyone else as she was the only one to wear yellow ribbons in her hair while wearing a pink top and skirt.

The next day at collage, he caught her eye and called her to him with his finger, saying something to the others she came over to him, and asked what the fuck he wanted.