One thing I wanted to try was studio photography and I learned through a friend of a new place that was opening up nearby and I joined one of the clubs that the owner was setting up which allowed us to use the studio together and thus save on costs. Occasionally, there was a demonstration from a professional photographer, along with a model, to teach us different lighting settings and other aspects of studio workings. After a while I felt confident enough to hire one of the small studio rooms along with a model and had great fun! That was until my wife found the resulting images and we had words – several words.
However, it was this “discussion” that led to me pointing out that, if she didn’t like me taking pictures of other women, she should pose for me. She went quiet but, after a few days and the odd recurrence of this conversation, she conceded that she would do it. I wasted no time booking one of the small studios for three hours one evening.
When we got there, she with a small case of clothes (and, hopefully, lingerie) and make-up, she asked me not to introduce her as my wife as that would make her too embarrassed for some reason. I went along with her request. I was just glad she was going through with it as I was thrilled at getting some tasty and proper decent sexy shots of my wife.
There was another group booked into a neighbouring room and a few guys cast their eyes over my wife as we entered, clearly thinking she was their model. I had to disappoint them, telling them she was my model, and I went about setting up our studio. Whilst I was doing this, I heard a bit of a fuss from the other guys and heard them telling the owner they weren’t happy that their model hadn’t turned up.
By this time, I was taking shots of my wife sat on a bed dressed in a navy blue and white dress with white lingerie underneath. I couldn’t wait until I got her to undress.
I continued to take some photos but could see she was a little uncomfortable and put that down to the intrusive noise from the complaining photographers. I thought it in the best interest of my shoot to step out and ask them to be quiet and did so, also taking the opportunity to nip to the bathroom. The owner was struggling to get his studio business up and running commercially and was doing his best to appease the group but was having little success. I knew he’d do almost anything to please them as he was struggling to make money. Little did I know what he had in mind while I was in the bathroom
The following is an account from one of the photographers in the group
No sooner had the bathroom door closed behind you, your wife looked across at the owner of the studio in a nervous manner. Now she was on her own dressed in just her tiny undies with her gorgeous body on display. She could not fix her eyes through being so nervous but the owner was not going to miss this opportunity to save his credibility.
He quickly suggested to her that she had the opportunity to make good money simply by allowing the guys to take a few photos of her. After all, she was already dressed - should I say undressed? - for the occasion. She felt pressured to help the poor guy and shyly and a little reluctantly agreed. She also told the guy that the pay must be good and that she would keep her undies on. The owner agreed with a smile. “Of course.”
He dashed off to the frustrated photographers waiting in the large studio. He explained that he had secured the services of another model and they hurriedly followed him to the studio to find her waiting. Her head was slightly bowed as she stood legs crossed and arms at her side against the studio couch. She looked up to see six beaming smiles of the guys clutching their cameras. The owner introduced her and said that your wife had agreed at short notice to assist. He went on to say that there were conditions. She did not want to do any open leg or nude shots and expected full payment up front. The guys were a bit disappointed with this but they paid and began to ready their cameras.
As she clambered onto the couch, the first flashes were already bouncing off her gorgeous soft skin. The studio owner smiled to her to reassure her and mouthed across, “Relax.” She lay back and turned her lovely face to the guys. They started to give instructions: “Turn slightly further... Move your left arm across... Bend your knee slightly.”
Your wife was doing as asked and, although clearly shy, she didn't want to let down herself, the studio owner or the camera guys.
The door of the studio opened and you walked in. Your jaw dropped seeing your wife draped across the couch with six guys poring over her. The owner quickly ushered you out to explain what had happened, closing the studio door behind him. He apparently told you the situation and said that she was fine and was enjoying the attention. You said that it would be okay but would have to be in the room. The owner explained that it was not possible for you to join them as they were a professional bunch and would have copyright ownership of the evening. He reassured you that all would be fine and that this happens everyday in the studio.
He guided you to the small room he uses as a coffee room. He made you a coffee and suggested you looked at the modelling photos on the table as it would only be another fifteen minutes and they would run out of time.
Back in the studio, your wife was starting to relax as the guys made everything very busy arranging her as they wanted her. She was relaxing more and more and, as the guys requested things, she gradually adopted a “What the hell” attitude.
They asked her to slip one of her boobs just up above the cup of her basque. She managed to display enough to content them without displaying her nipple. Then the request came for her to display the other boob. Then to lie on her front supporting her head on her hands. From this angle her boobs were fully on display. After a rapid session of clicking she looked down and saw her tits were now fully hanging out. The guys told her to look up and she did. They were clicking away from every angle.
She was asked to lift her legs so that they were bent up from the knees. She did so but kept them together. The guys called for a minute break to re-arrange her. They got her up on her knees and elbows. “Jeez,” she said, “this is getting a bit risqué.”
However she was now in the mood to earn her money and give the guys what they'd come for. She was getting obviously quite horny as her nipples were like bullets.
Back in the coffee room you were waiting patiently and looking at the photos, no doubt wondering how your wife was doing.
The photographers came out of their little huddle and one of the guys said, " Okay sexy, we have agreed to up the rate and we will now pay more as we want you to continue to bare a little more skin.