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Originally Posted by dkuk8166

Can you share any specific stories? This is one of my fantasies!

This was part of a longer story I wrote elsewhere on OCC, But I can relate again, the part that pertains to this subject. Of the times she has shared my photos, this has to be my favorite and it continues today. My wife told me all about how it all started and then I wrote the following story about it. I've just updated it a bit for this thread.

My wife's best friend is Maggie. They met years ago, while working together and have been best friends ever since. I guess it’s true that opposites attract because they couldn’t be any more different. While my wife, (Tammie) is outgoing and sometimes outwardly emotional, Maggie is reserved and keeps everything locked up inside. Through the years, Tammie has gotten to know the “real” Maggie though and through Tammie, so have I. While Maggie tries to portray herself as reserved and lives her life as a shy, goody-two-shoes who wouldn’t say “shit” if she had a mouthful of it, we have learned differently.

Tammie and Maggie tell each other their deepest, darkest secrets and while Tammie has lots to tell about her past and her present, Maggie has led a more sheltered life. That doesn’t mean she doesn’t have secret thoughts and desires though and she shares them with Tammie. As friends and confidants, Tammie and Maggie have discussed their husbands and their love-lives. So, through Tammie, I know things about Maggie that even her husband doesn’t know about. This is one of those cases…

I remember the first time I met Maggie. One cool, spring day I had the day off and I decided to ride my motorcycle and meet Tammie to share lunch with her during her break at work. I called to let her know and she asked me if I minded if Maggie joined us. Of course, I said “No problem”. Then she asked me if I’d be wearing my helmet and my chaps when I came. Although I usually wear chaps, especially when its cold, I hate wearing a helmet, but she is always concerned about my safety on the bike, so I told her I would. I took their orders, swung by a sandwich shop and then headed to the casino and their break area.

We sat at a picnic table beside the smoking area and enjoyed our sandwiches and our conversation. Back then I smoked, so after eating I got up to stand in the smoking area and enjoy a cigar. When their break was over, I headed back to the parking lot. Just before I reached my bike, I looked back and saw that they were both still standing there with a couple of other co-workers, joking with each other and watching after me. I waved and then got on my bike and left.

When Tammie got home, I asked her how the rest of her day went. Tammie told me it was very interesting. Then she asked me what I thought of her friend. I told her that I thought Maggie was very nice, although very reserved and quiet. She said I wouldn’t think so if I knew her better.

Tammie said, “You made quite an impression on her.”

I said, “Oh yeah? How so?"' I asked.

She said, “Maggie loved your black leather chaps and your tight blue jeans! She’s to polite to stare, but she said she couldn’t help but keep glancing every time you stood up!”

I hadn’t even noticed!

“Did you see us all laughing while you were walking back to your bike?”

“Yeah, I saw you were both laughing about something”, I answered.

“You should have heard the comments everyone was making about your ass!”

I guess I had a whole fan club that day and I had no clue!

It seemed that Tammie had already bragged to Maggie about my “bulge” and had warned her that I’d be wearing chaps when I got there. Others had overheard, so they were all on the lookout as well. I swear, women can be worse than men sometimes! Even Tammie's supervisor Marilyn, who was also close to Maggie and my wife, was on the lookout.

Along with others, Maggie was impressed with my package. (I'm no John Holmes, but I'm bigger than average) Anyway, when they had some privacy, Maggie told Tammie told her that her husband Mike, the only man she’d ever been with, had a dick that was only a few inches long when hard and almost nonexistent when soft. She said she couldn’t believe my package was all me. Tammie insisted that it was.

The next day, my bulge (And Mike's lack of one) was still a topic of their conversation. At lunchtime, sitting at the same table we'd occupied the day before, Maggie told Tammie that if my bulge looked like that soft, she can’t imagine what it would look like if I was hard! Tammie, who was casually surfing the internet on her phone as they talked, quickly opened her gallery, pulled up a photo of my hard cock and laid it on the table in front of her. Maggie glanced down, gasped and immediately covered the phone with her hand.

“Oh my god, Tammie!”

Then she lifted her hand, peeked and immediately covered it up again.

Maggie whispered, “Is that Earl?”

”Yup. I took it while he was sleeping. It’s always hard when he sleeps!”

Maggie looked around and then picked up the phone to study the photo for a while longer.

“Oh my god”, was all she could say as she handed it back to Tammie.

In the days that followed, Maggie asked my wife to see the photo a couple more times and getting a little bolder, asked her if she had any others. Tammie had a couple, but not many and over the course of the week, showed them all to Maggie.

During this time, Tammie got called into the supervisors office. Marilyn sat her down and told her she'd been talking to Maggie, who told her in confidence that Tammie had been sharing my nude photos with her. Tammie thought she was in real trouble…until she said,

“I thought we were friends. So, why haven’t you shown me these pictures?”

Tammie said she was surprised and relieved.

“I didn’t want to get in trouble. You’re a supervisor.”

Marilyn reassured her.

“They call us ‘The Three Musketeers’… All for one and one for all, right? Maggie says they’re awesome. I want to see them too.”

So, in the privacy of the supervisors office, Tammie and Marilyn gawked over the 5 or 6 photos she had on her phone!

Tammie told me about their conversations and even admitted that she had shared the few photos she had with her. She told me not to mention it to Maggie because she'd be mortified. I thought it was funny and flattering, but promised not to. Then one night, while I was taking some nude photos of her, Tammie asked me if she could take some photos of me to share with Maggie. I said sure, I didn’t care. So, she took about 20 of them, both before and after she had sucked me off so she had some good ones of me hard and soft to share. (I didn’t know about Marilyn…I barely knew her.)

Over the course of spring and into summer, I had visited my wife a few times at lunchtime and Maggie always joined us. The only difference now was that I noticed that Maggie was stealing glances at my crotch and I knew what the sly smiles she and my wife were sharing were about!

Since then, my wife left that job and lost track of Marilyn, but she and Maggie are still best friends. Whenever she and Maggie get together, Tammie says she still shares any new photos with her. We've gone out lots of times with Maggie and Mike for dinner, to the movies or to the casino and Maggie still doesn't know that I know she gets to see my photos regularly.