Aric "The Photographer" Thompson - Dream Photography

 

Book It All Entertainment would like to introduce to you a photographer that is located in Atlanta, Georgia.

          Mr. Aric Thompson of Dream Photography!

Aric Thompson has been in and around the photography field all his life being the son of a naval photographer. He began as a humble go-for and as he became older was an assistant. In his later teens, he became a second shooter to his father shooting Pentax and Minolta 35mm cameras. Once his father retired, he stepped away only to be drawn to the video field later as he became a wedding videographer. In 95’ he was beginning to feel the love of photography once again and began the step into the digital age of photography and videography. Aric is now a seasoned veteran in photography and has shot for many a celebrity as well as the up and coming model entertainer. His main focus unintentionally has become event photography due to his powerful since of seeking out “The Shot.” He has the uncanny ability of capturing the emotion of whatever the event through his lens. Aric’s company “Dream Photography” is dedicated to delivering superb quality works through tireless learning and constantly staying on top of his game in a market over saturated with fly by night photogs.

Aric has also put together a collection of Erotic stories
           
                     Aric Ink, The Writings of

Aric Ink consists of stories created for FB to enjoy. From Erotica to action packed thrillers. Something for everyone to sink their teeth into and escape the real world issues for as long as you want.

                       Here Is A Taste

 

Fantasies At Work part 1 (Traces of His Tongue)

By Aric DreamPhotography Thompson

I decided not to wear panty hose today because I didn't want to lose the sensation of how his tongue felt on my legs. I sat on my bed detached from the now and living in the bubble of the early morning grasp of him. My body slowly went about it's morning routine in preparation to go to the office as my mind lingered on my not so routine of both my mind and body being dominated the way I was. I tossed the hose on my dresser and breathed deeply for a minute or so trying to find my 100% but could only hold onto a much smaller percentage. "OK, it's morning and time to get back to reality," I told myself, but the reality was, I was still in a very bright after glow. I could feel his hands on my thighs the way he gripped them so firmly several times during the moonlit night. My inner thighs still hot from his breathing as he painted them with his artistic tongue and lips. I went into my closet and found a nice sundress and held it in front of me as I stood in front of my wooden full length mirror. I was in a dreamy mood and this would be a perfect reflection of that mood. I changed quickly and headed to work before I was going to be late.

Sitting in my cubicle, I glanced at my desk clock. It stared back at me as if to ask, "What the hell do you want me to do, I can't move any faster no matter how much you try and will me to!" I turned away and looked at my PC monitor to get this long day started. Taking a deep breath, I put hands to keyboard and got ready to officially begin my work day. I glanced back at my clock and gave it a disagreeable face before I began to type. My right pinky finger flexed and instead of what typing was on the my data sheet, it struck the "P" and influenced my other fingers to follow suite. The words, "Please don't stop, I want to feel it," scrolled across my monitor! Oh my God, this was going to be a long day! What had this man done to me last night? Forcing myself not to follow that last statement with another that was meant for myself and not for upper management, I reached for my coffee and took a long sip! My lips savored the taste and the aroma coated my nostrils with it's rich boldness. Again, I found a way to connect that with sensations of him. Only after a co-worker passed by with a gleeful Good morning did I snap out of it and begin my work routine. I worked for most of the morning with only the slightest sensations of his flesh on mine. My clock was still ignoring my plea to break the rules of time and space and set me free right this minute!

Fatigue was setting in on me heavily now. The coffee had worn off as well as the adrenaline that danced in my veins all morning. All this meant that I was slowly loosing control of my imagination and focus.

I ate lunch at my desk not wanting to feel a part of the public today. After such an intimate night, there was no way I just wanted to be another person in a line to order food from an assembly line of mindless workers. I wanted to remain special, and individual the way he treated me just hours ago. I was being served but I was the only one being catered to! Oh God, a pulse of electricity ignited something just above my knees and I bit my lip! "No, No, not now" I screamed to myself as a flash back hit me from the night before! It was as if his fingers were digging into my hips as I was pinned under his strength! My head flew back against my chair and I clenched my teeth and closed my eyes. I sat in my chair looking as if I was on a roller coaster during a deep descent at high speed! I wanted to step off this ride before it was too late but too late it already was.....

To be continued if you dare......

 

 Dream Photography is Aric "ThePhotographer" Thompson 

Contact Aric Thompson 

http://www.AricThompson.com

aric@aricthompson.com 

BookItAllEntertainment@gmail.com

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