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My wife has always been a bit of an exhibitionist, she never wears a bra and often goes out in a see-thru top, or not wearing knickers.
In the early days I took a lot of photos of her with a polaroid camera, some braless with poking nipples, some in a see-thru top and some topless.
As we got older she loved even more having photos taken of her, and we got more daring, she would pose with her legs spread wide, she would hold her c*nt wide open for photos, she would be photographed giving me a blow job.
One night after going out and having a few drinks we were taking photos and I used up the last of the polaroids, 'why not use a regular camera' she said, so I jumped at the opportunity and took a heap of photos of her with her tits out, legs spread, giving blow jobs. She seemed to be even more willing to show what she had for these photos and was definitely wetter.
Next morning I said 'what do you want to do about last nights photos?, do you want them developed?', 'Of course I do' she said, 'I want to see what they are like' 'But they have to be developed by someone' I said, 'I know' she said.
'Don't you mind someone else seeing these photos?' I asked, 'I think that would be very exciting' she said.
'What if they took copies and showed them to friends?' I asked 'Even more exciting ' she said. 'What if they published them in a porn mag?" I asked, ' I don't think that would happen' she said 'but if it did wouldn't that be exciting, stop talking about it as the thought is making me wet'
We decided to send the photos off to a mail order photo lab and waited impatiently for the photos to be delivered' We anxiously opened the package and inside were all of our photos showing her in all her naked glory, not only that, the photos were not a regular size they were larger 4 x 6 photos. With them was a note that said - we liked your photos so much we gave you a free upgrade to the larger size - we would be happy to upgrade all future photos should you wish to use our services again.
We were amazed, the photos were great, so clear and much better than the polaroids we used to take.
'I love them' my wife said, 'but what about if they took copies and showed them around or published them?' I asked.
'I don't care' she said, 'I reckon that I look pretty good in these, and it would be a turn on thinking of someone getting off over my photos, and anyway they don't know who I am, I a just a face and a body to anyone looking at them' 'Not to the guys in the photo lab', I said, 'they have our address'. ]I don't think that matters she said, we should keep using them'.
We continued to take photos, no more polaroids, all were on real film and sent off to be developed, we both loved them.
Then one day getting home after work expecting another delivery of photos, my wife was beaming, 'What are you so happy about?' I asked 'The photos came today' she said 'Look' and there on our table was a poster size photo of my wife with her legs spread, as she fingered her c*nt, 'what do you think of that?' 'It is great' I said 'Do you like it?' "I love it' she said, 'and guess what?' 'What?' I said - 'they personally delivered it!'
'What they called here with the photos?' 'Yup' she said, 'and guess what I was wearing?' 'I don't know' I said. 'My little blue see-thru top and a pair of loose French knickers' she said. 'You answered the door like that?" I said.
'No', she said 'I was hanging washing on the line and they came round the back' 'What did you do' I asked, 'There was not much I could do' she said 'I went over to them as they said that they had a delivery for me and they handed me a photo package and a long tube. I instantly knew what was in package, and knowing that they had seen so much of me already I was not too concerned about them seeing me in a see-thru top'
'I asked them why they were personally delivering the photos and they said that everyone had so enjoyed seeing my photos that they wanted to see me in real life' 'They said that I lived up to their expectation and that they hoped we would continue to use their lab, all developing in the future would be free'
'I thanked them for that and asked if they would like a drink' 'You asked them in???' I said, 'No', she said 'I asked if they would like a drink and invited them to take a seat on the patio, whilst I went in to get the drinks. When indoors I thought about putting a skirt or shorts on, because, as you know, these knickers can gape quite a bit, but then I thought, they have seen everything already, let's not be precious about this'
'When I came out with the drinks they were sitting on the two chairs, which only left the ottoman thing for me to sit on. I put they tray of drinks on the table and sat on the edge of the ottoman, I was instantly aware that whereas before they were staring at my tits, their attention had now gone down further, I glanced down and saw that my knickers were all scrunched up to one side of my c*nt and that they could see everything.'
'What did you do?' I asked, 'I shuffled around a bit trying to get my knickers back in place but it only made things worse, I did not want obviously but my hand down there to straighten things out so I just left them as they were.
'How long did they stay?' I asked, 'About 15 minutes' she said 'they would have strayed longer but I said that you would be home shortly so they left' 'You were lucky that they didn't come on to you I said' 'Lucky!' she replied 'one of them was gorgeous and he had an enormous cock, judging from the erection in his pants - I could have easily been tempted by him' and she smiled.
Here are some photos from that time, the first 5 are polaroids, the second 5 we sent off to be developed, the last one is the one they made into a poster.