So here I am once again to share the follies of a wonderful friendship! I have to say that several of the MOST DARING things I have ever done in my life has taken place with my BFF Denise! And what I am about to share is one of those times!!
This took place only 2 years ago. I am a member of Cafemom which is a social site dedicated to moms. I love this site 90% of the time (if you are going to have a social web site for women only you can guarantee their will be drama-hence the 10% of the time that I loathe this site!). I am a member of several groups, one of them called "Married Sex" which people can discuss ways to pep up their sex life with their spouse, things that drive them crazy and many other things. I was poking around (pun intended) this site for ideas when, low and behold, someone brought up boudoir photos. They were even brave enough to post their pictures! They were amazing! Even women who were overweight and out of shape looked beautiful and said they even felt beautiful doing it. They were doing this as a gift to their spouses! What a great idea!!! I knew I wanted to do it, but because I am very modest I would NEVER go to a professional to have it done. It would have to be someone I was comfortable with. That's where Denise came in. As soon as I gathered up the nerve to discuss it with her, I called her and after some persuasion on my part, we decided we would do it. The perfect date was coming up in October. Her husband and oldest child and my husband and two sons were all going out of town to a college football game (Gun's Up for any Texas Tech fans). Once they all hit the door, so did I! I drove to Denise's house with my Nikon and lingerie in tow. Denise lives about 30 miles away so the entire time I was driving I just kept repeating "I can't believe we are doing this." I was nauseated because I was so terrified. Denise is my very best friend and I love her dearly, but only two people have ever known me intimitely and they are my husband and my gynocologist. Now I know that sounds like we were about to embark on something extremely raunchy with brown chicken brown cow music in the back round, but that's not true at all. It's just that, like I said, I am VERY modest! I grew up in a house of boys that made fun of you for having boobies, so I sure as heck didn't go around letting everyone see them!!
The first thing we did when I got to Denise's house is pull out all of the, umm.....paraphanelia! Their was enough make-up and jewelry around to make us look like a couple French flucies (Ihave no idea how to spell that)! After we got dressed...or undressed depending on how you want to look at it, our moment had arrived. Since it was my idea, I posed first while Denise snapped away. I truly think she was hoping she could take so much time doing my pictures that we would run out of time to do hers! My response to that is HA! If I am going to drive 30 miles to get naked, then by God, she is stripping down, too!
At first it was a little uncomfortable. I am not exactly model pretty. To be honest, I am working with 175 pounds on a 5'4" frame. I am in between thick and super absorbant. So on top of being modest about my naughty bits, I wasn't real happy about Denise seeing everything I had to offer (BTW we did not go south of the border). I want to say this about my BFF. She made me feel exquisite and beautiful. I can't imagine a professional photographer doing a better job than her. We tried to keep everything covered to leave something in the imagination of my husband, but we did have a wardrobe malfunction once. One of the pictures that a mom had shared on Cafemom was her laying on her back with a large wine bottle over her breasts. It really was a very beautiful picture and I really wanted to use it. That girl from the photo obviously had two, make it three very large gifts that she was working with. The first two being large breasts and the third being gravity (I truly wouldn't have put those three things together). Listen, we taped my ta-ta's together, we taped them to the bottle (which was too small anyways) and if we could have taped them to stand at attention, we would have). It was just a matter of time before Denise, who was standing over me trying to get a picture of this, was about to see nipple. And I knew when it happened because she went from being very professional to not even looking me in the eye (I am not sure she would have been able to look me in the eyes anyways at that point). All she could say was "ummmm....nipple." It had happened! Nipple slippage! You couldn't get me covered up quick enough! For Pete's sake I went most of my childhood thinking I wasn't even supposed to have the dang things and now here one was poking out! It was at that point that I decided we were finished using that stupid bottle and I was getting dressed!
Now it was her turn! The night at this point was getting late and at first, we weren't sure we were going to be able to do her pictures (so she said). I was very confident we could pull this off (I love puns). She finally changed into what she was going to wear. As I said in my earlier post, she really is a very pretty young woman (if she wasn't my BFF I would hate her) so she looked great! Her favorite outfit was a very pretty pair of lace undies, a pretty silk scarf and a gray fedora. It was prefect because it covered in the perfect areas and the fedora was such an awesome addition! She rocked it! But, as said before, it was only going to be a matter of time before things started slipping out. That's right, it was time for the sequel-The Nipple 2! The scarf fell away. It didn't fall off of her, just fell away, leaving her exposed. I think I said "BOOB!" about 5 times before she finally realized what I was saying as she sat there in a squating position with her fedora tipped to the side. It was a little uncomfortable. Now I knew why she couldn't look at me when mine slipped out. What's funny is obviously, we see boobs everyday when we look down, she and I are both in the medical field and have seen all sorts of boobs, but seeing each others boobs, wow.... I tell you, it's just not the same! I don't care if boobs are boobs. Call them what you will, but BFF boobs make you uncomfortable!Now, on a side note, I ordered the pictures and gave them to my husband as a Christmas gift. He loves them and Denise knows exactly where they are located in case my husband and I are ever tragically killed. Her mission is to locate and destroy! She didn't order any, although she "says" she showed them to her man. I am not sure I believe that! LOL! If I had to guess, she was being a good sport and supporting me on my perverted mission and deleted those bad boys as soon as time could allow her! And if that is the case, I would just like to give Denise a big thank you for going through that ordeal with me! Only a true BFF would take naked (almost naked-:) ) pictures of her friend! Now, in the case of my death, if I find out that you share those pictures with anyone before you destroy them, I will haunt your ass forever!
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