Getting Steamy

The clean up was quick and the pair were soon back in Nichole's bathroom. Jacey's mind was on the present, so he wasn't thinking about how much time he was spending in such a personal space. Nichole, on the other hand, was intentionally using her bathroom for their sessions, to get Jacey used to being there.

They started by washing off Jacey's makeup. Nichole then arranged the shirt he was wearing to be just a little loose around his torso, so his body lines were concealed. Next, Nichole applied a little foundation to smooth out Jacey's facial features and added a little makeup around the eyes to make them seem a little bigger.

As Nichole had explained while working, the end goal they achieved was a gender neutral look. Jacey looked in the mirror and easily recognized himself. The face looking back at him was almost the one he saw every day in the mirror, but he could clearly see Jacey looking back at him as well.

"The pretty boy," Nichole explained as they took some reference pictures. "People will be doing double takes when they see you like this, because they won't be sure if you are a boy or a girl."

She added a layer of shading to Jacey's face, and suddenly Jason was there, a little older and harder looking than a high school freshman. Nichole then glued a pair of fake gemstones to his earlobes and just a touch of liner to make his lips fuller, and person in the mirror was handsome woman. Pictures were taken at each stage.

Nichole did another application to Jacey's face. Taking off the right ear gem and adding some layers of dark shadows, Jacey now looked very different, to his own eyes, from how he saw himself normally. Gone was the normal teen, or the pretty girl. Looking back at Jacey from the mirror was a mature, handsome man. The man had a lean hardness to his features that reminded Jacey of an early anime styled action hero. A little to pretty to be the rugged man the character was supposed to be, but still attractive enough to get the girl.

"We could use this for your photo shoot idea," Jacey speculated aloud as he took a picture of himself.

"What?" Nichole blinked.

"What you said last weekend," Jacey reminded her. "We could do some couple pictures to show some range of looks. You said the mechanic and the woman in distress would be one set you wanted to do."

"Oh..." Nichole had to think back to remember that conversation. When she did, she grew warm as she remembered what had preceded it. It was clear that Jacey remembered it better than she did, but she was rather happy that he had. "Yes.. That's right." She paused to think. "I hadn't planned on doing that this weekend. I don't have a good camera or location set up."

"We can just remember this look for another time," Jacey said as he lowered his phone to the bathroom counter.

Nichole watched the movement, just a natural reflex of eyes drawn to motion, as the phone was placed near the sink. A sudden inspiration struck her then. She smiled slowly as the idea formed into a shaky plan in her mind.

"You know," She said in a slow drawl. "I think I have an idea for one we could do right now."

"Really?"

"I just need to grab a couple of things. I'll be right back."

She rushed out of the bathroom with an excited look, leaving Jacey to wonder what she was going to do next. He remembered fondly and clearly how the last spontaneous set of pictures had gone, and felt himself getting warm and aroused all over again. He wondered if he would get a chance to touch and kiss her like he had last time. He wanted to. His erection in his panties was proof of how excited he was by the idea.

Off in the distance of the house, Jacey heard Nichole moving about. When he returned she was holding a closed laptop, an adjustable crescent wrench, and a pair of adjustable pliers. She put the laptop on the bed before entering the bathroom once more.

"Instead of the mechanic, you can be the plumber," Nichole explained, a little short of breath from her rush to gather props and her laptop. "I can try recording with my computer's camera. If we make a video, we can crop out some shots form that." She smiled, clearly proud of her ingenuity.

"We can do that," Jacey agreed.

"Great. Let me get ready," Nichole left the bathroom again.

Jacey heard her go into her closet for something. She returned holding two sheer dressing robes. One was red and the other one was white. She held them up for inspection.

"Which do you think?" She asked.

"I liked how you looked in a white robe last time," He offered.

"I thought so," Nichole replied. She then stepped back to the bed, in full view of the bathroom and Jacey. She threw both robes on the bed, then stripped out of her sweats, down to her matching black bra and panties. She had her back to Jacey, giving him an eye full of her bottom. She tossed her sweats on to the bed, then picked up the white robe, put it on, and pulled it closed as she turned back to the bathroom. The robe was thin enough for him to notice she had a more covering bra on than she had last Sunday.

When Nichole had turned back towards the bathroom she say Jacey looking at her with a stunned expression. She gave him a smile and a wink. She hadn't thought about what she had been showing off as she did her quick wardrobe change, but as she returned to the bathroom she was very deliberate about how she cinched her robe into place.

"Let me do my makeup, then we can figure out some poses," Nichole said.

Jacey made an affirmative sound and nodded, not quite trusting his voice note to come out shaky.

Nichole touched up her makeup first, plumping and glossing up her lips and making her eyes bolder. She then turned her attention to her robe. She tugged and pulled, and gathered up the slack at the sides. The end result had the robe tight around her bottom and across the chest. The front was open enough to give her a plunging neck line to show the front of her bra, but had her breasts covered, The sheer robe was tight enough against her breasts to make the lace of her bra noticeable. She then added a touch of baby oil to the top of her chest and breasts, adding a shine. All the while, she kept sneaking peeks at Jacey in the mirror, enjoying the way his eyes were fastened to her body.

"Go ahead and unbutton your shirt," Nichole instructed as she finished with her own appearance. "I'll add some shading to make your muscles stand out for the camera."

Jacey was too embarrassed to protest that he didn't have any muscles, so he just nodded and followed directions. He unbuttoned the shirt he was wearing and pulled out the tails, giving Nichole free access to his torso. Nichole crouched in front of him to deftly apply the makeup to create the illusion of strong pectorals and a six-pack abdomen. Jacey tried not to stare down at her cleavage as she worked, and hoped his hard-on wasn't showing.

"Perfect," Nichole declared. "Now to get the bathroom ready."

Leaving Jacey to watch her, she quickly rearranged the things on the counter to minimize the clutter. She looked at Jacey's clothes and backpack on the floor, then scooped his clothes up and dumped then in the laundry hamper. She had just closed the hamper, then paused. She opened it again to artfully arrange to have a few things hanging out, including a leg of his jeans, the cup of one of her bras, and most of a pair of thong panties. Jacey watched her and saw how his clothes had been mostly moved into the bottom of the hamper as she dug up the pieces that she wanted for her stage dressing.

"Your bag will work as a prop," Nichole declared. She then went out to the bed to work with her laptop.

She actually ended up taking a wastepaper basket and using it for a stand for the laptop just outside the bathroom door. With the user-facing webcam built into the laptop, it was set up to record what happened in the bathroom. Once it was up and recording, Nichole returned to Jacey and started directing their recording session.

"Smile for the camera," Nichole said, guiding Jacey to stand beside her. She put one arm around him and encouraged him to stand close as they faced the computer together. They held that pose for about five seconds, then it was time to start the role-playing poses.

"Let's start in the shower," Nichole suggested. She moved to pause the recording before returning to set the stage a little. She opened the shower door to expose the shower head and faucet handles, and made sure the toilet lid was closed. She moved his bag so it would be in front of the bath tub and unzipped it enough to tuck the crescent wrench's handle into it, leaving the head sticking out to give the impression of a tool bag. She handed the pliers to Jacey. "Go ahead and stand in the shower," She instructed as she went to the laptop to resume recording.

Jacey stood in the tub as instructed and watched her move about excitedly. It was clear she was having fun, and he was too. Of course, in all honesty, a good sized amount of his fun came from watching her, and watching her body in her sexy outfit. Nichole took a seat on the toilet and started adjusting her pose and robe.

"Um..." Nichole arranged herself in what she hoped was a sexy pose for the camera as she thought back to old fantasies about plumbers and other such manly visitors. "Why don't you start by looking up and reaching for the shower head," She suggested. "Like you are here to fix it."

Jacey gave a nod and lifted both hands up as instructed. He used his hands to carefully adjust the pliers and close them on the ring connecting the shower attachment to the pipe coming out of the wall.

"Hold that pose," Nichole told him.

He froze in place, looking up, so he couldn't see what she was doing. He felt her put her hands on his hips and adjust the way he was facing. She then opened up the front of his shirt. He almost jumped when she put a hand on his stomach. He did shiver when she moved the hand up to his chest, touching him with just her fingertips.

Each change of pose that Nichole performed lasted between three and five seconds. She wanted to be able to get clean frame captures from the video later. In addition to adjusting Jacey's pose, and how she was touching him, she was changing her own pose as well. She adjusted the way she was sitting, leaning forward and back. She moved her legs about and played with her robe, showing off her legs and changing the amount of thigh and cleavage she was exposing.

"Try leaving one hand on the shower head, but hold out the pliers," Nichole suggested. "Hold them out to me as if we are handing them off," She clarified.

Jacey looked down at her then, as he offered her the pliers. She didn't take them from his hand. Instead, she posed with him, both of them holding the pliers. She changed poses a few times, letting go of the pliers to adjust her robe. Jacey was surprised he wasn't drooling. He did have a very stiff erection in his panties as he looked at Nichole She had reached a pose where the robe she was wearing was cinched at her waist, but was otherwise open. The top of the robe was pulled open and back, completely uncovering the cups of her bra. The lower section of robe had been allowed to fall open, so while showing off her legs for the camera, Nichole was exposing her panties to Jacey.

In spite of the makeup on him, Nichole could still see enough of Jacey's bare skin to tell that he was heating up nicely. She pretended to be unaware of how exposed she was as she looked up at him as they pretended to be passing the pliers. She could see how his eyes were locked on her breasts and thighs, which was why he didn't respond to some of the looks she was giving him. She smiled at him, blew kisses at him, and winked at him. She also very suggestively opened her mouth and licked her lips, without him being able to look away from her body to notice.