My name is Richard and I met my wife Jane back in the early 70's. At that time she was 19 and still living with her parents. I couldn't believe my luck that she would date a 29 year old guy but she told me I looked much younger. Jane was a beautiful girl with a great figure and I was always conscious that she drew a lot of attention from many young men of her own age, which made me feel proud to have her by my side.
As our relationship developed, she told me she had tried dating quite a number of men closer in age but found them to be immature. She did not like that they came across as being very possessive with her and acting macho around their friends. She felt more comfortable in the company of older people and had become good friends with a number of couples who her parents socialized with.
Jane and I got on really well and although her parents were concerned about our age difference at first, they came around to accepting that we were truly in love and a year later we married.
One her parent's friends were keen amateur photographers and had taken lovely portraits of her as she was growing up. Jane had mentioned that they had a small studio at their house which she had visited many times over the years and enjoyed posing for them and having dreams of modeling. So it was natural they would be in charge of taking our wedding pictures. They were younger that her parents, Simon being 45 and Fiona 38 and I had found them to be easy to get along with and could see why Jane liked them.
Three weeks after we got back from our honeymoon Fiona called Jane to let her know Simon had finished developing our pictures and invited us to over to their home to take a look. It was evident they were quite wealthy as their house was lovely and in a very private setting just outside of the town we lived in.
They made us very welcome and we spent a nice evening with them looking at the many wonderful wedding shots and trying to pick out ones for our album. Although older than us, I couldn't help but notice how attractive Fiona was and indeed Simon was a good looking man too. They were perfect for each other.
During the evening we drank wine and everyone was very relaxed and in conversation Jane's former modeling for them came up. I could see she was a little apprehensive at first and trying to gauge my reaction, but I made it clear to all that I was amazed and proud that my wife was so naturally photogenic and hoped she would resume modeling again. Both Simon and Fiona expressed how happy they were to hear me say that and Jane said that she would discuss it with me later.
On the way home, I could see that something was troubling Jane and she finally told me she had kept a secret regarding her modeling for Simon and Fiona and wasn't sure how I might react if I knew. I assured her that whatever it was, I would be supportive as any loving husband would be.
Jane must have thought about this for the rest of the journey home and once inside hugged me, kissed me deeply and told me she loved me and to bring us another glass of wine. By now I was intrigued as we sat down on the sofa and Jane began to tell me her secret on condition I told no one else. Of course I agreed and held her hand as she began to explain the following:
She had always enjoyed the attention Simon and Fiona had showed in her and everyone loved the portraits they produced of her. As she got older it made her feel special to hear the compliments of her looking so beautiful and dreamed of one day becoming a popular photo model. Then soon after her 16th Birthday she was alone in their studio and noticed an album on a table entitled "Fiona." She had never seen it before and thought that it had been deliberately put out for her to find. Curious to see "Fiona's" pictures, she opened it. It was a series of beautiful pictures of Fiona in a very classy silk blouse and pencil skirt and wearing very high heels. As she thumbed through the pages, she began realize these were glamour shots. Fiona's makeup and hair were perfect and her nails manicured with bright red polish that matched her lipstick. The skirt was quite short exposing Fiona's long slender legs and her blouse was unbuttoned enough to show an ample amount of cleavage. Just then she became aware that Simon had eentered the studio and was watching her.
Simon quickly put her at ease asking if she liked Fiona's album. Jane admitted she thought Fiona look lovely and very sexy. Fiona then joined them and together they discussed the various poses Simon had taken of her and told her they had many albums of Fiona taken over the years but they would not want Jane's parents to know they did this kind of photography. Jane assured them of her secrecy and they went on to ask Jane if she would like posing in a similar way if they promised to keep the photos private. Jane told me that she felt mature enough to agree and so began several visits to the studio where Fiona would tend to her hair and makeup, making Jane look much older than she was. They encouraged her to bring clothes with her that could be adjusted to be provocative and felt good about the resulting pictures.
Over the months that followed, Fiona and Simon showed Jane more albums of Fiona posing in lovely lacy lingerie and suggested Jane could pose like this and Fiona would take Jane shopping for her own sexy wardrobe to be kept at the studio and away from her parent's eyes.
At this point Jane stopped and asked me how I was feeling about this. Maybe it was the wine but I was totally mesmerized by her story, and just blurted out what a sexy minx she had been.
I wanted her to continue but she said that was enough to digest at the moment.
Over the next couple of weeks my urge to make love to her increased immensely as my mind was awash with thoughts of how sexy Jane had been. I knew there was more that she had to tell me and this only intensified my passion for her.
While I was out, she paid a visit to Fiona and updated her on how much she had shared with me and the effect it had on our sex life. Fiona said it would help to share an album they kept with pictures of Jane in the racy lingerie. That evening Jane sat me down on the sofa again and produced the album. As I turned the pages, I was stunned to see how mature and sexy Jane looked. Fiona had done a great job picking out just the right outfits for Jane. Maybe because they were older, they were very much into shots with Jane wearing fully fashioned black stockings with wide lacy tops, complemented by high stiletto heels.
I could see Jane was anxiously looking for my approval as we went page by page and the poses became more graphic. Shots now had Jane's breasts fully exposed and then her panties were removed. I asked who was present during these shots and she replied that Simon was the photographer and Fiona was assisting. Finally came to biggest shock which Jane was anticipating... Fiona now appeared in the shots. She was dressed very retro, similar high heels and stockings attached to an under bust corset with long black silk gloves. The way Simon had them posing left little doubt that these two lovely ladies had a sexual interest in each other.
While looking through the album, Jane had slipped her hand over to feel to bulge in my pants and I realized it had never felt harder. I almost ripped her clothes off and we fucked like rabbits right there on the sofa. Just as I shot the biggest load into her soaking wet pussy, she murmured in my ear "I was quite young then and really enjoyed my sessions at their studio, how would you feel if they asked me to resume modeling for them."
I told her I thought that would be an excellent idea!
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