“Don’t” said Kate, “Leave it, the sheen on your skin will look great in the photos.” She stood up, looked through the video camera and turned it on. “Drop the top of your suit,” she said as she returned to Cheryl on the chair.

“For this next series I want to make your nipples hard and visible,” Kate answered.

Loosened by her two glasses of wine, Cheryl peeled off her shoulder straps and bared her breasts. “Oh, you lucky girl, what beautiful breasts!” Kate said as she reached over and stroked across the nipple of the closest one with the flat of her hand. Cheryl’s nipple responded by swelling immediately. Kate reached across with her wine glass and twirled the cold, wet side over Cheryl’s other nipple. Within a slow half revolution of the goblet the nipple was straining firm against itself. Kate then poured a trickle of cold Chablis over the first nipple and licked it away with a flick of her tongue, making it as firm as the other. Cheryl melted back into the lounge chair and gave herself to the pleasure. She combed her fingers into Kate’s hair. Kate set down her glass and nuzzled Cheryl’s breasts briefly before finding her mouth and kissing her at first gingerly, then more passionately, while massaging her breasts.

Suddenly she stopped, returned the suit straps to Cheryl’s shoulders and said it was time to take more pictures. Cheryl grew more openly sexual in these poses, and with occasional attention from Kate, her nipples remained prominently displayed through the Lycra for the whole series.

Glasses again refilled, they relaxed and talked about cybering. Cheryl found it easy to tell Kate about her new passion and exciting online partner. She didn’t see it as cheating on John, anymore than she considered John viewing porn videos as him cheating on her. Kate understood perfectly. Cheryl mentioned the SM aspect. Kate said she liked it on occasion and it really got Frank’s motor running when she promised to submit to bondage. “That’s what my CS lover, Tom, likes too!” Cheryl said. “Many of our sessions end up with me blindfolded and tied up or bound in some way.”

“It’s only CS, what’s the harm!” Kate said cheerfully.

Cheryl had also brought along a bright pink string bikini and the white camisole top. Kate suggested the bikini bottom combined with the camisole. “We can take a couple of pictures here, and then you can go in to the pool and we can get the wet-T shots you said Tom wants when you come out. Change right here, I’ll get some really sexy pictures while you do,” Kate said.

Three glasses of wine on an empty stomach made Cheryl sweetly compliant, and she began to do a little strip tease for the camera. It wasn’t long before she was looking and feeling radiantly hot in the thong and tight camisole, which came down to just above her navel.

Kate began again directing Cheryl, this time through a number of rapid dance-like movements that lent beautiful motion to Cheryl’s long hair, as well as a sense of weightlessness to her boobs as they heaved and swayed freely under the formfitting cotton.

Kate occasionally would gently pinch Cheryl’s nipples to regain their erectness. At one point she cupped Cheryl’s breasts from behind, pulling her against her own bosom. Then, reaching under the camisole, she rolled Cheryl’s nipples between the