in the beginning...
I promised I'd tell how I got to the point of my wife taking a lover (and I'll evidence it too) After we married, I'd persuaded her to let me take photos of her. Its the pre-digital age, and film needed processing, so it was largely lingerie, but we got more risky as time passed, culminating on the set that includes the Ducati shot which is my avatar.
But I went too far. I send the shot to a motorbike magazine who published it, and of course she saw it and went mad. Shredded all my photos and negatives except a few that she missed. As time passed and the walls came down, I found that when she teased me about her past conquests, or taking a lover for weekends when I was away, that it really turned me on. Time for some planning.
Shows now letting me photograph her again, and video her occasionally too, and I started (and still do) to use her photos as bookmarks) One day a good friend picked up a book to see what I was reading and the secret was out. I began to get aroused showing printed photos of her to a couple of good friends, who were needless to say impressed. My style was simply to say that if they could seduce her, they could have her. To help things along, I lets her know at an appropriated moment that the same friends had seen her nudes. She didn't seem to flustered, so I let her know the comments had been favourable. This then is how I got her to the point where she let herself be taken and everyone got what they wanted! I'll attach a couple of photos taken with a shaker hand! The first time I'd no camera ready. The second I was better prepared, but they weren't posing for me; they were going at it and fucking with a passion!!
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