9
JEREMIAH
One month later.
I can feel myself grinning like an idiot, and yet I can’t force the smile off my face no matter how hard I try. I just feel incredibly proud as I stand beside the photographer, watching Ginny pose with all the ease of a professional model who’s done this a million times before.
After all, my woman’s doing a photo shoot for a magazine called Truck Stop Sass, which name makes me grin. But I guess it’s appropriate because it’s a laddie magazine that features beautiful, bodacious women in lingerie—or even fully nude, sometimes. Ginny told me that a lot of truckers like to buy the magazines and then put the centerfolds up in the cab of their vehicles to look at while they drive. It must be dangerous on the road because if those centerfolds look anything like my girl, then I have no idea how the truckers concentrate.
After all, at the moment, my woman’s wearing an intricate-looking lingerie set made of black lace, and it makes her look like a naughty vixen. Her boobs are cupped and full, showing off the creamy upper swells, and a g-string is stuck deep in her ass cheeks, hinting at what could be. She’s got a pair of six inch heels on, which just lends to the filthy vibe, and I love it.
But even more, Ginny loves it too and she’s excited for the opportunity because this is the first time that a female trucker is going to be featured in a spread. I guess the magazine generally uses professional models, so my girl’s excited to kick off a new era. She’s doing an amazing job too, judging from how natural she is before the camera. My woman strikes sexy poses, jutting out a hip and then leaning back while cupping her big breasts. Fuck, she’s sexy.
But then the photographer clears his throat.
“Hey Gin,” he says in a casual tone. “You’re doing a great job, but I think it’d be nice to switch things up a little. Would you consider shedding the lingerie? You know that some of the girls do that, and it’s pretty much a given for our centerfolds. What do you think?”
Ginny’s eyes dart over to me, her blue eyes wide and questioning. We knew that a nude shoot could be a possibility, and to be honest, why shouldn’t my woman do it? She’s got a body made for the camera lens and I nod discreetly. I’d love to see this.
Slowly, Ginny smiles and then turns before looking over one shoulder at us.
“Sure, Harold,” she coos. “I’d be happy to go all nude. What do you think of this?”
Slowly, she reaches one hand back and then plucks her g-string out of her crack before strapping it over one big buttock, showing off her glistening pink slit. I groan, and so does the photographer, but Harold’s a better man than me. He immediately lifts the camera and begins clicking away.
“Beautiful,” he moans. “More, baby. Show me everything.”
Ginny giggles and goes for it. Soon, she’s shed her bra top too so that the sexy woman is clad only in those high heels, and this is no soft-core photo shoot. Instead, my woman’s circling her breasts with a fingertip while spreading her legs. Then, she hitches her knees up, pulling them back towards her shoulders while shooting me a sly look.
“You like?” she coos. “This is all for you, Daddy.”
I almost spurt in my pants as she flexes her asshole at us, and I’m pretty sure Harold is ready to blow too. But the man is an opportunist, and he’s circling Ginny with his camera, capturing her from every angle.
“Gorgeous,” he hisses. “Fuck, I wish all my models were like you.”
That only makes me girl get even dirtier, lifting one leg all the way up so that her pussy’s on full display. Then, she reaches one hand down and slips two fingers along both sides of her twat, pulling the lush folds open to reveal the fleshy pinkness within.
“Be sure to snap a photo of this,” she coos. “This is my best angle.”
Holy fuck! Is this going to make it into the magazine? I definitely hope not because Truck Stop Sass is known for soft-core, and not hard-core porn. But still, my girl’s going at it like a pro, and I can’t help but adjust myself as I watch.
Hot damn, Ginny’s gorgeous. Honestly, she’s really in her element, and it’s fun watching her when she’s confident and sexy, giving as good as she gets. Ginny’s personality and the way she carries herself are utterly intoxicating, and I can’t get enough.
But soon, the photo shoot’s concluded and Harold disappears for a moment. My girl pulls on a big fluffy robe and comes over to give me a kiss.
“How did you like it?” she whispers. “Do you regret coming?”