[Fred163]

Some time ago, my wife was sitting at the table looking through our wedding album. After a while, she remarked that we hadn't had any photos taken together since the wedding and suggested it would be nice to get some new, up-to-date pictures of the two of us. I agreed with her and said I’d come up with a plan. Then I remembered that an older friend of mine, Tom, had started working as a freelance photographer a few months earlier. When I told her about it, she asked me to arrange a session soon and pick a location.
The shoot took place just a few days later. We met in a secluded meadow featuring a small path and a wooden bench. Tom said the lighting was perfect for the shoot.

My wife wore a light summer dress with a full row of buttons down the front. Tom took charge, directing how we should stand and sit. We sat on the bench, and he asked her to lean back against me while resting her feet on the bench. As she sat there, the hem of her dress rode up, revealing her thighs. That tempted me to undo the bottom two buttons. Noticing this, she undid the top two buttons, said, "Anything you can do, I can do too," and turned back into a sitting position. When a light breeze picked up, Tom suggested she stand facing the wind so her dress would flutter; she changed position, holding the hem out to the sides while laughing delightfully. She enjoyed it so much that she went ahead and undid the remaining buttons.

Her underwear was now visible to Tom. He then directed us to a nearby tree; I was to stand behind her with my hands around her, while she wrapped her arms around my neck. As we did this, she whispered in my ear that the combination of the wind on her skin and Tom’s presence was incredibly arousing for her. I, too, found it arousing to see her like that; I slid the dress down off her shoulders, and since it was fully unfastened, it fell onto the grass. Then I watched as she placed both hands on her breasts, shifted her bra to briefly reveal her nipples, turned toward the tree to give Tom a profile view, and—using her outer hand—reached into her panties to pull them down seductively. Tom then sent her back to the bench, telling her to lie on her back with her feet planted and her knees bent. Once she was lying down, she slid the bra strap down on the side facing the camera and rolled the bra down, leaving her breasts exposed. Tom moved a little closer, and she placed her hand over her bosom. Tom walked around the bench, and I heard the shutter click. She sat up, reached behind her to unfasten the bra—holding it in place for a moment with her hands over the front—and stood up.

Tom was ready and called out, "Now!" She pulled the bra away and stood there topless on the meadow—what a sight! Now she was wearing only her panties, and I wondered just how far she would go. She asked Tom for a tip, since she had never done anything like this in front of a camera or a stranger before. Tom replied, "The act of undressing isn't particularly spectacular for still photos—unlike video—but the *presentation* of the goods is." He then asked, "Are you shaved?" My wife became a bit unsure at that and said, "I usually am, though I'm not exactly sure of the current state," as she reached a hand into her panties. She added, "So far, so good—except for some very short stubble." Tom immediately responded, "Very good—that adds a bit of spice to the photo!"
Tom turned away briefly while she took off her panties and told her, "Put your dress back on, but fasten only the middle button. Sit casually on the bench with one foot on the ground and the other resting on the bench, and show me your crotch and your breasts while doing so." I heard another series of clicks.

Then he sent her back to the tree to lean against it and gave a few more instructions regarding her pose. From where I could see, they were both doing a great job. She wasn't the least bit shy about showing herself to Tom completely naked. Man, I was excited to see the photos.
On the drive back, she raved about the day—about how turned on she’d been and how amazing Tom was. She wants to do something like that again soon, but in a different outfit. Something alluring...