"Reba, darlin come look at this piece please?" Sandi held up a midnight blue off the shoulder top that dipped low in front, showcasing Reba's hourglass figure. They were picking clothes for Reba's latest photo shoot, and they had decided to go for a bit more sexier approach than usual. Narvel stood watching them, commenting from time to time. To compliment the top, Sandi pulled out a short skirt, cut just above the knee. Reba positioned herself on the couch, smiling and posing for the camera. As she did so, the slit in her skirt raised up a bit, showing more leg for the camera….and Narvel. The next outfit was a halter top, shorts and heels. The one after that was even skimpier, causing Narvel's blood to start pumping, especially when he received Reba's signature smile. The ironic thing was she wasn't trying to entice him, but she was. Reba's final outfit was made of purple lace, and was low cut and stunning. It enhanced her cleavage, and the cut showed lots of creamy soft flesh.
The camera clicked over and over again, capturing every move Reba made. By this point, Narvel was physically in pain with need for the redhead. As the last photo was taken, Narvel practically pushed Sandi and the photographer out the door, and then headed to the amused redhead on the couch. Locking the door he came back to her side. Slowly, he peeled off her dress, laying her against the couch as he did so. This revealed a lacy purple bra and panty set to his view. Gently he removed his own garments and laid on top of her, covering her small body with his larger one. Finally satisfying his need, he kissed her, Reba's arms reached up around his neck, her legs around his waist. Moving together, they lavished in one another's presence, and the closeness of their bodies. Tasting and teasing they once again became one.