“How’d you do that without scissors… you know what? Never mind. I don’t want to know.”
Kelly chuckled taking great enjoyment out of my discomfort as she laid herself down on the towel.
I slung the camera around my neck. “Where is she now?”
She lifted her hand gesturing to the rocks. “Moisturizing her lady bits.” She tilted her head to look. “And… there she is.”
I turned to see our Mother walking up in a tight dark red suit. If she had gone for joyful radiance before, she looked mischievously tantalizing now. She looked firm; her skin had a slight tan from the day’s actions. Her hair now tied up in a bun with a few loose strands falling free elongating her neck and enhancing her collar. Her breasts pressed tight against her body appearing larger than I recalled. They were held firm in two half cups suspended by a thick strap wrapped up and around her long neck. Her arms brushed against her sides with each step of her long, sultry legs. I could see her hips swing ever so slightly as she tried to maintain her better balance as she walked barefoot through the sand.
I could feel my mouth going dry as I stared.
She walked right up to me, halting with a tiny jump as if coming to attention; her back straight and chest sticking out proudly. She knew she looked good.
“Awaiting orders, Sir,” she said with a mini salute of her hand.
I raised an eyebrow and took her in.
“Dear God, you look absolutely stunning!” I said.
I could see her blush ever so slightly.
“What a charmer.”
My mind suddenly flashed back to the daydream from only moments before. I had to shake my head, clearing my thoughts.
“So, how you feeling? All set and ready?”
She nodded as she fidgeted with her bikini bottoms. Her hand reached down as she rubbed her crotch in the most nonchalant manner. It didn’t stop the knot from forming in my stomach or stop my blood from heating up.
She scrunched her nose. “Sorry, this feels kinda weird. I’m a little tingly.”
I tried to clear my throat. “Rest assured the feeling is mutual. Shall we?”
“Put me where you want me,” she said with a shrug of her shoulders.
I nodded, attempting to chase away taboo thoughts.
“Kelly, I’m gonna need your help.” I said. “You see that silver thing over there,” I pointed to my duffle bag. “I need you to grab it for me. You’re gonna be my Bounce for these photos.”
She got up, dusting the sand from her arms. “Okay…. What does that mean?” she asked as she picked up the object, a folded up disc.
“You’ll see. Hold one side and give it a firm shake.” I said and watched as she did exactly that.
Instantly the tension released and it unfolded creating a large, flat disc one yard in diameter. One side was a soft white fabric, the other a highly reflective crumbled aluminum.
I continued. “Your job will be to use the sun to bounce light back into our models face. Kinda like a soft spot light.”
Kelly flipped the disc around in her hands with a smile. “This is pretty cool.”
I chuckled. “Glad you like.”
I surveyed the area. “Alright, so…” looking around. “Mom, let’s start with you in standing in the surf. Kelly, I’ll need you behind me, crouching low over here. Sound good?”