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He would make requests, which lead to discussion about whether we could get her to pose for him. This in turn led to my proposal that with the proper setup and timing, he might be able to do more then just take pics of her. This suggestion was met with great enthusiasm, and we set about making plans in detail.

The proposal was put to my wife that Randy, as it turns out, was an amateur photographer, and was interested in taking some pictures of her. Linda readily agreed, and she met him at a park near his house for the photo shoot.

The groundwork laid, I waited a week before casually mentioning that Randy was thrilled with the pictures she had modeled for, and wanted to do some more. This time he wanted to do some lingerie work, and even offered to pay for her time. To my delight, she agreed. She sternly told me to pass on that there was a "no touching the model" rule, which was not surprising to me. Randy is not what anybody would call an attractive man.

We picked a day he had off but that I did not for the shoot to take place. It would put Linda alone with him for the afternoon, where the plan was to have a glass of wine ever present to put Linda at ease with taking her clothes off for the camera. We hoped the wine, combined with the eroticism of being unclothed for the camera would make up for Randy's lack of "charms".

Many of you know the mind-bending thrill/agony of knowing your wife is with another man, and not knowing exactly what is happening. It was late afternoon before I heard from either of them. From Linda I got the text "on my way home". From Randy I got a text with a photo of semen leaking out of my wife with the caption "more to follow".

Once home, all Linda responded with was "fine" when I asked how the shoot went. I did not press, as I do did not want to make her uncomfortable. Randy, however, was very free with the details. He uploaded the photos he had taken, and reported that our "plan" had worked almost flawlessly. Linda had consumed the provided wine eagerly, trying to get comfortable in front of his camera. Randy had taken his time, getting progressively more risque with his pose requests. An hour in he had her long legs wide open for sn*tch shots, and she was at ease enough for him to put his hands on her to "assist" with poses. He told me he had her bent over the couch for a pose, and pressed up against her. When she did not object, he ran his hand up her leg and slipped a finger into her. Randy said she was wet, and it went in easy. Linda did not move, or protest, so after working his finger in and out of her a few times, he unzipped and replaced it with his cock.

Randy admitted that he did not last very long. After cumming in her, he zipped his prick back in and finished the shoot with his nut leaking out of her. He said she posed for a few more minutes before asking for a towel, and then closed the shoot by telling him "I think that is enough." Before leaving, Linda admonished him to not tell me about what had happened. Randy told me he thought she was probably mad at him, but that is was "so worth it."

A few days later Linda told me what had happened, and apologized. I told her not to, that I was thrilled and turned on by it. I encouraged her to think of it as "sexcapades" and that I wanted her to feel free to do them and tell me about it.