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“So, how did it go?” Jacqui said down the phone to her sister later that evening. “I hope I didn’t make you cancel.”

We were in the kitchen. I was doing the washing up but listening in to the call, Jacqui’s side of it, at least.

“You went? That’s great.” Jacqui looked at me and grinned. “I’m so glad I didn’t ruin things. Did it go well?”

I watched my wife as she nodded and made ‘mmhmm’ noises for the next minute or so.

“Cool. He’s a fantastic photographer. I’m sure the pictures will be a fantastic surprise gift for Paul. Anyway, I have to go. I just wanted to check in with you and see what happened, what with me feeling bad and everything. Let’s have that coffee this weekend. Give me a call to sort it. Love you.”

With that, she hung up, then tilted her face to the ceiling and laughed out loud.

“Oh, my God. Something happened. I just know it did. I could tell from how she was talking.”

“Do you think so?” I said, hanging up the tea towel I’d just been using to dry the dishes. “What makes you think that?”

“She was sort of hesitating, I don’t know, she just seemed different. I know my sister, Karl.” Jacqui rubbed her hands together. “Now we just have to find out what happened.”

“I’ll call Liu,” I replied, surprised to find myself as eager to find something out as she was. I rang him but unfortunately, he didn’t answer. “Dang it. I’ll leave him a message.”

“Couldn’t we just ask Eddie himself? He’s the one I set it up with. He’ll know I want to hear what happened.”

“Well, you’d have to do that,” I shrugged. “I’d feel a bit weird calling him up to ask if my sister-in-law sucked his dick today.”

Jacqui laughed at that. She seemed to be genuinely happy and I wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or not because, in the back of my mind, I couldn’t help but feel a bit sorry for her husband. If something had happened today between Emily and Eddie at the shoot, and Paul found out, he’d end up going through what I went through. And that would be tough for him.

“Fine, I’ll call him,” she said, with a wide grin still on her face. She picked up the phone again and dialled the number from the business card which we’d kept pinned to the cork notice board on the kitchen wall.

“Oh, hi. It’s Jacqui here. Eddie did our wedding photos a while ago. I was wondering if I could talk to him?” She looked at me and mouthed the words, ‘it’s his receptionist.’ Then she waited for a moment, her fingers tapping on her knee nervously. “Oh, okay. Sure, I guess we can drive over. It’s not far.”

When Jacqui hung up, she looked at me and raised an eyebrow. “The woman said Eddie wants to see us in person, if we could pop over now?”

I was as interested to hear what had happened straight from the horse’s mouth as Jacqui was, so we got in the car and headed to the studio - only a short drive from where we lived.

“Do you think this is weird?” I asked as we approached the road where it was located. “Eddie wanting to tell us in person, I mean. Is it a good thing or a bad thing?”

“I have no idea,” Jacqui shrugged. “Perhaps he just didn’t want to tell me over the phone, in case I recorded it or something.”

“Or maybe he’s going to show us the photos?” I guessed optimistically. “I guess we’re about to find out,”

I felt strangely nervous and anxious about the whole thing as we pulled up in the cul-de-sac next to the studio entrance. It felt… dirty, and not in a good way. I wasn’t sure that Jacqui should have done what she’d done, but it was too late now.

For once, we didn’t have to ask for Eddie at the reception. He was already waiting for us, sitting on the desk with Leanne, his wife, nowhere in sight.

“Hello,” he said, greeting us as we walked through the door. “I was expecting you to call, after the shoot with your sister.”

“Did it go okay?” Jacqui asked, then looked around us to make sure no one was within earshot before lowering her voice. “Did you manage to… lure Emily out of her shell, shall we say?”

“Listen,” Eddie replied, his voice taking on a quiet but serious tone. “I understand your reasons for wanting to know… what happened today, but after giving it some thought, I’m not sure that I should divulge everything to you. There’s a moral concern that’s bothering me. Which is why I wanted to talk to you in person, rather than down the phone.”

“A moral concern?” Jacqui frowned, then took a step closer to the handsome photographer. “Some people might view it as a moral concern that you seduced me as you did, Eddie. A woman on the eve of her wedding day, engaging your services to make herself some precious memories, taken advantage of and-”

“Okay, okay,” Eddie raised his hand for her to stop. “I get it, you don’t have to go on. I’m just concerned about what might happen if this gets out. If I tell you what happened today - if I show you the pictures - then what happens next? I’ve never been put in this position before, Jacqui.”

“What happens next?” my wife said, glancing at me with an uncertain expression on her face. I guessed that she hadn’t thought much about this herself. “You show us the proof that my big sister isn’t the almost-virginal paragon of virtue that she makes herself out to be, then I get to go home feeling better about myself.”

“And that’s it?” Eddie rubbed a tanned hand through his short grey hair. “Because if you were to tell her, and she complained that I’d abused her confidentiality, I could be in a lot of trouble. A lot of trouble. My reputation could be destroyed overnight. Do you understand where I’m coming from?”

“Don’t worry,” Jacqui said coolly. “I’m not going to spoil the nice little set-up you’ve got here, Eddie. You get to photograph beautiful women, talk them into getting naked, then convince them that sucking your dick or whatever would make for a wonderful set of images or whatever. I’m not going to ruin that for you. I just want to know if my sister is really as incorruptible as she makes out. Then I’ll be satisfied and you can relax. I promise.”

Eddie’s blue eyes regarded her for a moment, then switched to me for a moment. “And you’re okay with your husband seeing these photos too?”

“Seeing as you seduced my fiancee, I think you owe me at least that much,” I replied before Jacqui could speak.

“So be it,” Eddie sighed as he slipped off the desk and headed through the other door - the one that didn’t lead to the corridor and studio. “Follow me.”

We walked through into a small but plush office and he pulled two chairs up for us to sit down on while positioning a computer monitor on his desk so that we could all see it.

“Aren’t you going to tell us what happened first?” Jacqui asked as we sat down.

“Emily enjoyed herself,” Eddie said, making himself comfortable on his leather chair. “I’m not going to show you the entire shoot because we got a lot of pictures and as I said, I’m uncomfortable with breaching confidentiality like this.”

“But you said something happened,” Jacqui verified. “And you’re going to show us?”

“I did a set of photos with your sister in her lingerie,” Eddie nodded, “Then I talked her into revealing more until she was completely nude.”

He clicked through several folders of thumbnails but as he did, I recognised Jacqui in one of them. By the time I was about to say something, he’d already clicked through a couple more until we were at Emily’s set.

“Was that Jacqui I just saw?” I asked. I’d looked at Jacqui’s wedding boudoir shoot a thousand times, a set of pictures of her in a white basque and tiny panties, posing in front of a four-poster bed but the thumbnail I’d seen looked totally different. It looked like her sitting on the floor. Not only that, but I was sure she was topless.

“Me?” Jacqui said, looking at me in surprise.

“Yes,” I said, pointing at the screen. “In those other pictures, I thought I saw a different picture of you than what I’ve seen before.”

“No,” Eddie shook his head. “It might have been someone that looks like Jacqui, but I can assure you, I haven’t got any photos of her on this PC. The copies on your flash drive are the only ones that exist. I don’t keep copies after a certain length of time. It’s company policy.”

Jacqui glanced at him, then back at me and smiled. “We’re here to see Emily. I haven’t had any other shoots done with Eddie if that’s what you’re worried about.”

“No, I don’t think that. I just- never mind, you’re right.” I’d probably seen someone that looked like my wife. “Let’s see these pictures. Emily went nude, you said?”

“I really shouldn’t show you this,” Eddie said, double-clicking a thumbnail and bringing up a picture which he very quickly closed down but not before we’d seen it. It was of Emily, completely nude, lying in the middle of a four-poster bed, probably the same one that Jacqui had posed on. She was on her back, propped up on her elbows with her breasts fully on show and her legs parted slightly, enough to see her bare, shaven pussy.

“Yes!” Jacqui said, punching the air. “Ha! What else?”

I shuffled slightly in my chair because my cock was rock hard and straining against the inside of my boxer shorts. Emily’s body was sexy. She wasn’t anywhere near as toned as Jacqui, but her breasts were bigger and her nipples were larger too, slightly darker than Jacqui’s small, pale pink nubs. Emily’s pussy looked similar to Jacqui’s, a tight slit but she was curvier down there, the swell of her pubis slightly more raised. It was strange to compare the two sisters’ bodies, but I couldn’t help it. I wish I could have another look at the photograph to compare further because he’d closed it, but I couldn’t ask that in front of my wife.

“So, we managed to convince her to pose nude,” Eddie summarized, scrolling through the thumbnails, too quickly for me to see what they contained. “Then-”

“Wait,” Jacqui said, picking up on what he’d just said. “We? You said we? As in you and Liu, I presume.”

“Actually, no,” Eddie tilted his head. “Liu helped out with getting her ready and such but no, I had one of my male models with me, a guy called Rob. You might have seen him in some of the photography in the studio and on the corridor and waiting room walls.”

“So, a complete stranger got to see her naked as well?” I asked, not knowing why that was a turn-on, but it was.

“You could say I’m a stranger too, but yes, I suppose so,” Eddie replied.

“Anyway,” Jacqui made an impatient waving gesture with her hand. “Let’s cut to the chase. Did you get her to suck your cock or anything? Please tell me my sister did something slutty.”

“Kind of,” Eddie nodded, a small grin appearing on his face for the first time. “Your sister isn’t quite as confident as you, Jacqui, but we did get her to loosen up a little.”

“What do you mean?” Jacqui asked then went quiet as Eddie double-clicked a new thumbnail by way of an answer.

“No fucking way,” I found myself saying. This next picture on the monitor screen was incredible. I couldn’t believe what I was looking at.

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