A true story. My gf and I were invited to a pool party by some old friends last summer. They live 100 miles away or so in the country, so it was a good chance to catch up with them, but it meant we’d have to stay over. Anyway, we go there and everything was fine, around a dozen people, all relaxed and such. My gf has a nice body - 32 dd, slim, attractive and I was a bit hesitant about her bounding around in her bikini in front of everyone, but it turned out ok, everyone was fairly restrained. A few photos were taken of the girls in the pool, but it was all non-nudity and good natured.
Then we retired back inside for food and drink – we had a nice evening. People got drunk and went we all went to bed. We had a room to ourselves and settled in, we slept nude, we always do, but nothing to report really – we were asleep in seconds, to be honest, what with the drive, the exercise and the drink.
Next day, I woke up fairly early and went to the toilet. As I sat down, I noticed one of the digital cameras had been left by the sink. I thought I’ll just have a look and see what’s what. I picked it up and worked out how to use it to start flicking through the pics – curious to see how my gf looked in a bikini, aside from anything else. First pic I found had been taken in a fairly dark room and was a close up of a long naked leg, leading to a well trimmed bush. Hello, I thought. The next few that followed were variations of the same shot, differing angles. Then, a tummy / breast shot, then a whole body shot, including the face. Now, they were dark photos but I was still a bit surprised I hadn’t recognised my wife’s naked body. I had a rush of blood to the head and wondered what the fuck! I flicked through the rest and there was around 20, mostly breast and bush shots and a bit blurry– it looked as though the photographer had taken them drunkingly from the door way and hadn’t ventured in. I was kind of turned on, but mostly pretty angry. I deleted them all. Then I finished my toilet business and thought – hang on – so, I took a photograph of my fresh deposit, put the camera back where it was and went back to bed.
Next morning I didn’t look to see who’s camera it was, but this thin bald guy from Yorkshire was acting fairly embarrassed so I’m guessing it was him. Still not sure how I feel about the whole thing!
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