Photographic Memory

By Harvey Marcus

Harvey Marcus has had a couple of experiences with his boss's boss Dick Tashun's niece Reese. Therefore, hooking up with fellow employee’s offspring has an established precedent. Because of a business trip, he needs portable storage to carry his electronic presentation to the client. Harvey's coworker Archie lets him borrow his daughter's camera memory card. On it, Harvey finds a series of racy photos of daughter Claire. What happens when he returns the memory card to her in person?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Harvey Marcus
• Release date: Jul 30, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370029044

Harvey Marcus

Harvey Marcus has a proclivity for ending up in sexual situations with family, friends and strangers. Although he enjoys the opportunities presented to him, he rarely goes after his female companions. Fortuitous situations just seem to happen. As he's learned, sex and humor are great partners. He never takes himself too seriously, and neither should you.

Book preview

Prologue

This series, KICK PIX AND PLAY GAMES, presents a series of three books whose themes are photography and game play. Some of them are related to previously published stories, continuing to expose and contort existing characters and plotlines for your reading pleasure. References have been provided.

Photographic Memory (3 chapters)

Harvey Marcus has had a couple of experiences with his boss's boss Dick Tashun's niece Reese. Therefore, hooking up with fellow employee’s offspring has an established precedent. Because of a business trip, he's about to get to know another co-workers daughter quite well. Smile pretty and say, Ooooh, Mr. Marcus.

Through the Lens (2 chapters)

In many ways, this book documents a key moment in Harvey Marcus’ sexual timeline. He works alongside two local photography studio professionals to improve his skills, in preparation for a second shoot with one of his daughter Annie’s classmates. In the process, he lives out one of his sexual fantasies.

In a previous story [See story Double Birthday within the book One To Grown On], Harvey Marcus was volunteered by his daughter to take some photos of Vonna, a classmate and olive-skinned beauty. Their original interaction lightly explored the consequences of two lovers sharing the same birthday. During the shoot of pictures, her boyfriend dumped Vonna over the phone. Vonna took revenge by posing for increasingly erotic photos with Mr. Marcus, culminating in the ultimate seduction and photos of them having sex. Vonna seemed to like sex with Mr. Marcus. A lot. This story reunites Mr. Marcus with that former school classmate of his daughter for another photography session. Vonna has a chance for a modeling contract and trusts no one but Mr. Marcus to take the pictures for her portfolio. Another roll in the hay for Mr. Marcus? I shutter at the thought.

In addition, a new character appears who will show up periodically in many of my forthcoming tales. Too many times, my experiences are slippery slopes where I go from Hell no, there won't be any sex to Oh God, I'm cumming in her pussy in the span of two paragraphs. This new character developed a longer, more gradual, relationship with me, incrementally over time. Remember: patience is a virtue.

Virtual Farbey and Benny (2 chapters)

After playing a Wii game console for the first time a long time ago, coupled with my erotically oriented mentality, I was inspired to consider what would happen if someone developed a video sex game? And who better to test it out than Harvey Marcus? [Note: This story was written decades before the term Virtual Reality was commercialized.]

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Photographic Memory – Chapter 1

Word spread quickly that I was an asset on sales trips. Maybe that would get me out of the office occasionally with trips to exotic places. With Harriett driving all over the Midwest, sitting home alone even with a substantial and growing porn collection of books, videos and photos was tiresome. So, when I got the email that I was going to see a customer alone, I was quite shocked. I wasn't the shake-hands, smiley-faced deal closer. I was the factual, technically astute back room guy who got overpromises delivered.

The presentation, fortunately, was to a technical team at one of our existing clients. And the material had already been compiled into one of those obnoxious slide presentations. I preferred to have chalkboard chats, although white boards were the new norm. I was told to show the slides but not read them, as some of the sales geeks did, talk about the topic on the slide, ask for questions and move on. I could do that easily.

One quirk in this smooth plan was that Archie Green, a product support specialist, was updating the current version of the presentation with new product info and he was home sick. I needed to stop at his house on the way to the airport and pick up an electronic copy. No paper handouts with this client, who'd gone completely ecological. Passing out copies of the presentation from a tall stack of sacrificed trees would insult their culture, something even I knew to avoid.

Archie's nose was raw from generic tissues when he answered the door in