Friends With More Benefits (7 page)

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."

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.

He and Gary stared at a woman with a perfect
body as she climbed onto a reverse leg curl machine and then
proceeded to put on a show. Rob moved his glance slowly back to
Gary. "Wow."

"I know, right. At least out here they wear
clothes."

"Rob scoffed. "What do you mean?"

"The steam room," Gary said like he should
already know about it. Rob stared back at him confused, and Gary
looked at him flabbergasted as he said, "Follow me."

Two minutes later, Rob and Gary were sitting in
the steam room with towels wrapped around their waists. They were
alone.

"I didn't know this was here. So, what, uh, they
come in here in their tiny towels?"

Gary just grinned at him, and then Rob said,
"I'm not sure I can handle that. I didn't jerk off like you
sug—"

Just then a completely naked gorgeous young
woman entered the room carrying her towel. Rob shut up as his jaw
dropped. Gary quickly opened up his towel then smiled at her.

"Hey, guys," she said.

Rob glanced down to Gary's display, and Gary
whispered, "Don't be shy, they don’t like it."

Rob quickly opened his towel; his penis had
built up a little size to it already due to the free show. Carl
Rodgers entered the room next unabashedly carrying his towel. His
nub of a penis displayed for all of them to see. Rob nearly grinned
but held back. Carl said, "Hey, boys."

"Mr. Rodgers," Rob said.

Gary said, "Hey, Carl."

Carl smiled and sat down really close to Rob.
"Call me Carl, Rob. We're naked for God's sake."

"Sorry, Carl."

Rob could feel Carl's eyes on his groin, and he
began to sweat deciding whether to cover up or move or just act
casual. He sat frozen as Carl said, "This steam room is a wonderful
way to relax."

Rob nodded quickly and then tried to focus on
not getting an involuntary erection. He glanced at the young woman;
she smiled at him and then leaned back and closed her eyes. Rob's
eyes traveled from her perfect breasts to her gorgeous pussy. His
mouth was wide open. Gary elbowed him in the ribs. Rob glared at
him, and Gary made a face that screamed knock it off. Rob struggled
to put on a casual expression.

Two more hot naked women entered. Carl's eyes
were all over them for a few seconds and then his gaze traveled
back to Rob's groin. Rob felt it go there. The women exchanged
greetings with the lucky guys and then took their places in the hot
steamy room. Rob ignored Carl and just casually enjoyed the view.
They all sat in the room for a few minutes until Carl said, "Rob, I
think I know a girl who would really like a guy like you." He
glanced once more into his lap. "Yeah, I really think you're her
type. Would you like to meet her?"

Rob paused. "Uh, sure."

"Great. I'll call you next time she's here."

"Cool."

Carl said, "I'll see you guys at the office."
They nodded to him, and he left the room. Rob raised his eyebrows
to Gary and he returned a look. A few minutes later, two more
gorgeous naked women strolled into the room and Rob glanced around
utterly mesmerized. He folded his towel up to partially cover his
groin as he vowed to workout during normal peak hours from now on,
but only after a quick jerk-off session, of course.

Rob went to his apartment and showered. He
slumped on his sofa depressed and thought about the fact that he
hadn’t had a single date since he’d moved to Orlando. He'd been too
busy, but here he was, surrounded by amazingly hot and seemingly
single women, and he wasn't dating any of them. He had talked to a
few of them, but none seemed interested enough for him to ask out.
He realized he hadn’t had sex since Kara and her roommate gave him
that spectacular blow job almost two months ago. He hadn't spoken
to Kara much since that amazing night, but he had seen her
occasionally by the pool.

Rob dressed in nice pair of shorts and a polo
shirt, slapped on some cologne, and then headed to Kara's
apartment. When she answered the door, she didn't appear all that
happy to see him. He walked in, and Kara led him to the sofa.

"I was wondering if you wanted to go out some
night?" Rob asked.

"I kinda have a boyfriend."

"Oh, is that a new development or…"

She ignored the question and then asked him,
"How's work going?"

"Pretty good. The hours are long, but, uh—"

"Have you gotten one of those big bonus checks
yet?" she asked hopefully.

"No, not yet."

"When you do, let me know, and we'll
celebrate."

She stood and stared at him. He didn't get the
message, so she said, "My boyfriend is coming over soon, and I've
got to get ready."

"Sorry," Rob said, and then he headed for the
door.

Once he reached his apartment, Rob slumped on
the sofa depressed. He fell asleep but was blasted awake by his
cell phone ringing. He checked the display, and it was Laura. They
hadn’t spoken since the cruise. He waited for two more rings and
then answered casually.