I joined a local photographic club a few months ago, partly due to an interest
in photography but also to do something and get out of the house for one evening
a week. My wife, Eleanor, and I had got into a bit of a rut, coming home from
work in the evening, dinner, then watching TV for a few hours before going off
to bed. The club consisted of about fifteen members of which approximately ten
would turn up for each weekly meeting. Most of the time would be spent
discussing photography but every two or three weeks we would get a model in and
do some portraits and body poses. Unfortunately we were restricted to the same
two models, neither of whom wanted to do glamour type shots and, being red
blooded males, we were obviously disappointed by this. Things changed however
after one meeting when we all brought in work that we had produced over the last
few weeks. I had taken some shots of Eleanor, not nude, but ones that showed
glimpses of her breasts by having the top buttons of her blouse undone, and some
others that showed her stocking tops. I thought I was pretty safe showing these
photos as none of the group had met my wife and I'd checked with Eleanor before
showing them to make sure she didn't mind. The photographs were a real hit with
the other members at the meeting and they were very keen for me to ask Eleanor
to come along and model for them. They stressed that she wouldn't have to do
glamour shots, just the same type of photos as I had taken of her. I was quite
proud that they thought my wife was so attractive and quite flattered by all the
attention that the photos got. I promised them that I would ask Eleanor that
evening if she was interested. I was expecting Eleanor to say No when I asked
her. I knew she was quite happy to model for me, I did in fact have a large
number of photos of her taken over the last couple of years, many of which were
a lot stronger than those that I had taken to the club meeting, but I didn't
think she would be keen to pose in front of a room full of men, none of whom she
knew. She surprised me, however, by saying that she would think about it, and
several times over the next couple of days she brought the subject up, asking me
what the other men were like and what sort of photos they wanted to take. It was
three days later that she finally said that she would like to do the modeling,
so long as I was there too. I was pleased and quite excited too, the thought of
Eleanor posing for my friends was something that I had been thinking about a lot
over the last few days. I phoned Gavin, the club organizer, and told him the
good news. He told me to bring Eleanor along to the next meeting and that he
would contact the other members and tell them that they had a new model for the
next meeting. He expected a big turnout to see my wife pose for the cameras.
When I told Eleanor that she had been booked in for the following Wednesday she
was really excited and began planning what she should wear. We decided on a
short navy blue skirt and white top that could be unbuttoned as I had explained
to her that the men would probably want her to show a bit of cleavage for some
of the photos. I also said that they would also probably like to get a few shots
of her long legs, so maybe she should wear a pair of stockings and give them an
occasional flash of stocking top, just to tease them. On the Wednesday evening
Eleanor began to get ready about an hour before we were due to leave. I was
quite surprised at the care she was taking, I noticed that she was wearing her
favorite bra and panties, white lace and very see through, and she had spent a
long time with her hair and make up. She looked beautiful and I was very proud
of her as we left to go to the meeting. When we arrived I was amazed to see all
fifteen of the club members already there. Gavin came over to us when we arrived
and I introduced him to Eleanor, he then took her off to meet each of the other
men in the room. Judging by the comments they made some of them obviously didn't
realize that she was my wife. Eleanor was eventually led over to the far end of
the room where there were several props for the models, things like chairs, a
small table etc, and the lighting for the shoot, which was on and giving out a
lot of heat already. Gavin took Eleanor's coat and there was a murmur of
approval and a couple of whistles as they saw my wife standing in front of the
lights with her short skirt and long legs. She was given a rather large glass of
wine, probably to calm any nerves that she had, I thought, as Gavin ran through
his ideas for the initial poses. As the rest of us set up our equipment for the
shoot, Gavin stood and chatted to Eleanor, obviously putting her at ease, and
filling her wine glass, his arm draped over her shoulder. When we were all
ready, it was suggested that we do a few minutes of head and shoulders shots
first, then move onto any poses that we wanted. Eleanor stood in front of us and
turned this way and that as we asked her to look in different directions for the
cameras. We then did a few full length shots before getting her to sit on one of
the chairs, a chair that belonged at a dining table and gave us great views of
Eleanor's long legs. Several of the men kept asking her to cross her legs, then
cross them the other way, making her short skirt ride further up her thighs.
Eleanor did nothing to adjust the skirt and soon she was showing the dark band
of her stocking tops. The men seemed to appreciate this and the skirt rode
slightly higher as she was asked to change her pose every few minutes. I think
we all caught a glimpse of her white thighs above her stockings. Gavin walked
over to my wife and said that he would now like her to undo her shirt a bit,
and, without waiting for her to say anything, undid the top three buttons. He
pulled the shirt open at the collar and all the men were treated to a view of
the tops of Eleanor's breasts exposed almost down to her bra. Again they got her
to move and twist around and we had many good opportunities to get shots of her
breasts pushing at the white shirt and her stockings which were now completely
on display. A few minutes later she was told to kneel on the floor. She did this
and was then instructed to lean forward and to put her elbows on the floor in
front of her. When she did this I realized that every man was now taking
photographs straight down my wife's shirt, which was gaping open and doing
nothing to hide her breasts which we could see hanging down encased in the white
lace of her bra. When she sat back up, Gavin told her to undo a couple more
buttons. This made her blouse open to just above her waist. After a few minutes
another guy went forward to Eleanor and actually lifted the shirt apart so that
we could all see her breasts. He also undid the last button and so her shirt now
hung loose down by her sides. It didn't take much from there for the men to get
my wife to remove her shirt completely. She now knelt before us with just her
bra covering her breasts and her little skirt seemingly bunched up around her
waist. The men crouched in front of her with their cameras could probably see
her panties too, her skirt was so high. Eleanor was moved to the table and given
another glass of wine, her third or forth, a lot more than she normally has. At
first she was sat on the edge of the table, then she was told to lean back. Her
panties were now on view to everyone in the room as she stretched back over the
table. It was Gavin who moved forward again and said nothing to her but simply
unclipped her bra. Eleanor actually helped him remove it and her breasts were
now naked in front of us, the nipples sticking out hard and erect. The cameras
started clicking again as all the men took photos of my half naked wife. They
even got her to massage her own breasts and to pinch her nipples between her
fingers and, at one stage, to lift each breast to her mouth in turn and suck her
nipple. I think that we all realized at this point that Eleanor would do
anything that was suggested. I found the whole scene terribly exciting and my
cock was hard inside my trousers as I watched these men manipulate my wife.
Within five minutes of having her bra removed, Eleanor was told to take her
skirt off. She stood up facing the cameras and slipped the skirt down her thighs
and stepped out of it. Her small white lacy panties were pulled tight in between
her pussy lips as she gyrated her hips in front of us. Gavin stepped forward
again and told her that it was time for her panties to be removed. He knelt down
in front of Eleanor and took hold of each side of the flimsy pants. I'm
embarrassed to admit that I actually came in my boxers as I watched Gavin slide
her panties down her legs. At this point I had to put my camera down and retreat
to the toilets to clean up before the mess soaked through to my jeans. I was
gone about ten minutes and when I returned I was amazed to see that Eleanor was
now naked apart from her stockings and had been laid back over the table. Her
legs were spread obscenely apart and all the men in the room were crowded around
her. Several of the men had their trousers down and were openly wanking
themselves over my wife's body, others were feeling her breasts, legs and pussy.
One man, I think it may have been Gavin, was busy rubbing her clit and it was
probably this which brought her to a shuddering orgasm. As she came two of the
men shot their load onto her, while others were still taking photos. As I made
my way over to Eleanor the others backed off slightly and I was able to take
hold of her arm and sit her up. I didn't know quite what to do but felt I should
get my wife out of there. As quickly as possible I gathered her clothes together
and was going to get her dressed again when Gavin intervened. He said she needed
to get cleaned up first before she got dressed. This was probably true as she
had several loads of cum splattered over her stomach, tits and even in her hair.
Again Gavin took charge and walked a very unsteady Eleanor over to the ladies
cloakroom, taking her clothes with him. I was left to gather up my camera and
other equipment as he disappeared with my wife behind the closed door. They were
gone for over twenty minutes and I wondered what they could be doing. The other
club members had all gone home by this time, most of them after thanking me for
letting Eleanor model for them and saying that they hoped she'd do it again.
When Gavin and Eleanor reappeared she seemed to have sobered somewhat, although
she was still very flushed. Gavin said that he would stay on and clear up and
that I should take Eleanor home now and so, after saying goodnight, we made our
way to the car. When we got home we went straight to bed. I wanted to make love
to Eleanor but she told me not to, that she was too tired. I really wanted to
know what had happened when I had been out of the room and whether Gavin had
done anything with her when he took her off to get dressed, but she refused to
tell me which was very frustrating. She did tell me, though, that she was going
back for another session next Wednesday. I reminded her that I was going to be
away that evening until late, but she said that she knew that but still wanted
to do it. My mind was in turmoil now, I had a good suspicion that she had let at
least one of my friends from the club fuck her, probably Gavin, but she wouldn't
admit it, and she was going back again without me there next week. I had a good
idea that things would carry on from where they had left off tonight and that
Eleanor would be the centre of what amounted to a gang bang. Most disturbing was
the fact that she was aware of this and seemed quite happy with it. Also in my
mind was the knowledge that I had found the whole thing really exciting and had
cum in my pants watching my wife being stripped and fondled. To this day Eleanor
has never told me exactly what happened, she wouldn't tell me about her follow
up session the next week either, though she did come home in a terrible state.
Eleanor now models privately for Gavin and whoever he chooses to be present, I'm
never invited and haven't seen any of her sessions since that first time. I
still go to the regular meetings and have been shown hundreds of photographs of
Eleanor from her first shoot. I've also seen the occasional photo of my wife
being passed around the club when they think I'm not looking so I guess there
are a lot of stronger photos around too. I have also heard that there are
several videos of my wife being passed around, though, again, I have never seen
them. It may sound strange but I'm happy with the way things have worked out.
Our life is never dull now, I go to my meetings once a week and Eleanor is out
at least once or twice a week with Gavin and his mates. Our sex life has
improved enormously too. Eleanor seems to have developed an insatiable appetite
for sex and is always very inventive, I find it difficult to keep up with her
sometimes. I suspect that she is sleeping around with a lot of other men but the
benefits to me have been so great that I'm prepared to overlook her
infidelities. Life has never been so good.
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