Exhibitionist Wife Omnibus- Revealing Wives

by Heidi Flow

  Exhibitionist Wife Omnibus

  By Heidi Flow © 2019

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  What could be sexier than an exhibitionist wife? You can soon find out yourself when you take a crafty peek at these beauties.

  My Wife Dared To Bare

  Chapter One

  The words came totally out of the blue. It was a Sunday afternoon, the sky was blue, the sun was bright and there wasn’t a cloud in sight. My wife and I were sat in the pub garden enjoying a carvery with two old friends, Linda and Robin. It was while we were tucking into our Sunday roast that Robin brought up his photography hobby. Of course I’d seen Robin’s pictures before; he’d taken some wonderful nature shots in the past. What I hadn’t known was Robin had expanded into nude works.

  “Well I never saw that coming,” I said with a laugh. “Where do you get the models from?” I asked.

  Robin smiled. “That’s the thing; I’m very particular over my models. I only use the very best.

  “Male or female?” I asked.

  Robin looked disgruntled. “Female of course.”

  “Why no males?” I asked laughing. “I mean, this is legit isn’t it, not just you perving?”

  “Of course it’s legit. It’s art,” Robin snapped.

  “Then why can’t a naked guy be art?” I asked, goading my friend all the more.

  “It sounds like you’re angling to do a bit of nude modelling for Robin yourself,” Linda said, stopping me dead in my tracks.

  “I’ll pass on that thanks,” I said.

  “Why not? You might like it. You never know until you try it,” Linda laughed.

  “You sound like you’re speaking from experience,” my wife chipped in to Linda.

  Linda smiled. “Well, Robin did say he only used the very finest models.”

  My wife giggled. “Are you saying that you are this mysterious nude model?”

  “Robin persuaded me,” Linda replied.

  “You kept that under wraps,” my wife said.

  “Not anymore,” Robin chipped in.

  “And when do we get to see these artistic pictures,” my wife asked.

  Linda whipped out her phone and placed it on the table. “You can see them now.”

  “Do you think that’s wise?” I asked worriedly, as Linda showed off various shots of herself totally naked with legs wide open. “Somebody might see.”

  “If Linda isn’t bothered, I don’t see why you should be,” Robin said.

  “I think they’re wonderful,” my wife added.

  “You do?” I asked surprised.

  “I do indeed. Some people pay a lot of money to have pictures taken like this,” my wife pointed out.

  I didn’t quite believe her. “You’re kidding?”

  “She’s not you know,” Robin interrupted. “The world has moved on and left prudes like you behind.”

  “I’m not a prude, I replied coolly.

  Linda turned to my wife. “What about you?”

  My wife shrugged. “What about me?”

  “Are you a prude?” Linda asked.

  My wife laughed. “Not that I know of.”

  “So how would you like to join me on a shoot?” Linda asked. “You’ve no need to be scared. You’ll be amongst friends. And if you do get scared, I promise I’ll hold your hand.”

  There was a stunned silence all around the table until Robin finally broke the silence as he turned to my wife. “Well,” he asked. “Do you dare to bare?”

  Chapter Two

  My wife turned to me as I sat reading a book in bed. “Do you think they were being serious?”

  “Who?” I asked, although I knew very well who she was talking about.

  “Robin and Linda.”

  “What are you talking about?” I asked when once again when I knew exactly what she was talking about. I had been hoping that by feigning ignorance she would take the hint and drop the subject.

  Instead she nudged me gently in the ribs. “I’m talking about me baring all with Linda.”

  I coughed to clear my throat, but no words came out.

  “You’re not answering me,” she urged.

  “What do you want me to say?” I asked a little sharply.

  “Don’t you find me attractive?” my wife asked sadly.

  “Of course I do,” I replied softly.

  “Do you?”

  “Of course. I said so didn’t I?”

  “Do you think I’ve got a nice figure?”

  “You’ve got a wonderful figure,” I assured her.

  “So you think I look good nude?”

  “Of course you do.”

  “So why wouldn’t you want to own some naked pictures of me?”

  I sighed. “Why would I need naked pictures of you when I can see you naked in the flesh? I mean, you’re naked now. You look wonderful. How could any picture top you in the flesh?”

  “What about when I get older?”

  “You’re only thirty five.”

  “What happens when I’m sixty five, seventy five, eighty five?”

  I kissed her gently on the cheek. “You’ll still look as good.”

  She pushed me away. “I’ll get old and saggy.”

  “You won’t.”

  “I’ll get fat and tired looking.”

  “You’ll always look gorgeous to me.”

  Her eyes narrowed. “You just don’t get it do you.”

  I shrugged. “I’m trying to get it.”

  “I want a keepsake of what I look like now before it all goes to pot. I want pictures to remind me of what I look like in my prime, if I’m still in my prime that is.”

  “You’ve got plenty of pictures. We’ve got god knows how many photo albums and both our phones are jam packed with pictures of me and you.”

  “I want pictures of the whole of me, naked, while I still look good.”

  I picked up my phone. “Okay, I’ll take some pictures now.”

  “You’re no photographer, not like Robin.”

  “What’s that supposed to mean?”

  “I’m going to let him take naked pictures of me. It’s what I want.”

  My jaw dropped.

  She snuggled up closer to me. “And what I also want is your blessing.”

  Chapter Three

  The next day at work I couldn’t concentrate. How could I after what my wife had said to me? It was like I had some great big albatross hanging around my neck. What was worse was the fact I worked in the same building as my friend Robin. We even spent lunch breaks together. If I had tried to avoid him he would have noticed straight away and it could have caused a rift with myself and my wife as well as causing one with Robin and I.

  So there I sat at my desk, no work done, no sleep from the night before and contemplating what to do.

  It was then I decided there was nothing I could do except take the bull by the horns. I ripped the albatross from around my neck and strode up to Robin as soon as my lunch break coincided with his.

  Robin waved at me as soon as I walked into the room. “Hey.”

  “She wants to do it,” I said to him.

  He looked puzzled. “You’ve lost me.”

  I was in no mood for games. “Then find yourself pretty quick.”

  “Excuse me.”r />
  “She accepts your offer.”

  “What offer?” Robin asked.

  “You know what offer.”

  The penny dropped for Robin. “Ah, I get you.”

  “Set it up for tonight.”

  Robin looked surprised. “Tonight?”

  I nodded. “I don’t want to talk anymore about it, but we’ll be at yours at seven.

  “Shall I cancel what I was doing?”

  “Were you planning to do anything else?” I snapped.

  “No,” Robin replied nervously as I grew in stature.

  “Good. So seven it is. Now let’s get on with eating.

  Chapter Four

  My wife was totally silent on the short walk to Robin and Linda’s house. I think she was still in shock from when I’d returned home from work and told her that her wishes would be met and it would happen that very night.

  To be honest, I think at that time I was still in a state of shock from the bombshell my wife had dropped on me the night before. It was a surreal situation, like a living daydream you knew could turn into a nightmare at any second.

  I knocked on my friend’s front door. The day had been hot and the night air was doing nothing to cool the humid temperature.

  Linda answered and quickly ushered us inside. “I thought Robin was joking when he said you’d agreed to a photographic session, but I can tell from your faces he wasn’t. Relax. Both of you.”

  “I can’t help being nervous,” my wife said.

  I stayed silent.

  “There’s nothing to be nervous about,” Linda purred as she led us both upstairs.

  “Are you going to sit in on the session?” Linda asked me.

  “Yes,” I croaked.

  She smiled. “That’s good. We need to give this wife of yours as much support as we can. In fact I’ll show my support now. Let me undress first.”

  I don’t think I’d ever seen anyone undress so fast in my life. One minute Lina was stood before us barefoot in a long flowing summer dress, and the next she was bare arsed and prompting my wife to join her in a similar state of nudity.

  My wife fumbled with the buttons of her own dress.

  “Her, let me help you,” Linda said as she began to undress my wife in front of my very eyes.

  Robin blundered into the room with his camera and equipment.

  “You’re supposed to wait for me you know. I am the photographer.”

  “And a very fine photographer you are too. Although with a model as beautiful as we have today, most of the work is already done for you.”

  My wife blushed, not just because Linda was praising her, but for the fact she was now stood completely naked with nothing to hide any part of her.

  “You look beautiful,” Robin said as he eyed my nude wife.

  “Hurry up and get your camera clicking. You’re wasting time,” Linda said to Robin before grabbing my wife by the hand and pulling her to the bed.

  My wife fell backwards, her legs up in the air. Linda giggle and pulled my wife’s legs open further as Robin began to take pictures.

  At first Robin stayed in the corner but slowly he crept forward, pointing his lens ever nearer to my wife’s parted pussy lips. Even from where I was stood I could see the wetness dripping out from her and as for her nipples, I had never seen them so aroused or hard.

  Linda lay next to my wife and pulled her own legs open wide. She took my wife’s hand again. “Do you want to touch me?”

  My wife nodded and then gasped as Linda guided her hand to a most personal place.

  “Do you like the feel of my pussy?” Linda asked.

  “Yes,” my wife gasped.

  “Push your fingers in deeper if you like,” Linda urged her.

  “Are you sure?” my wife asked.

  “Of course I’m sure,” Linda replied seductively.

  My wife plunged her fingers deep. “Put your fingers inside me and then your tongue,” she whispered to Linda.

  It was as if my senses had descended into madness. I could not believe what I was seeing, what I was hearing.

  I watched as Linda easily slid three fingers into my wife’s wetness. I pulled my stare away for a few seconds to Robin who was doing nothing to hide his erection as he snapped away. “Now that is what I call art,” he said.

  I turned back to my wife. This wasn’t art. It was a full on porn shoot that I seemed helpless to stop. Heaven knows what would have happened if I had found the courage to intervene. My wife was wild with passion. I saw that familiar look on her face, the expression she gave when she reached orgasm. But I had never seen it so all-consuming before.

  Robin moved ever closer, almost within touch distance of both females. For my sins I also unconsciously took a step closer as I watched Linda’s tongue lick expertly inside my wife’s pussy.

  “What is this madness,” I whispered.

  The females hadn’t heard me and even if they had, they carried on regardless.

  Robin had heard me however and was willing to give me his take on it all. “This isn’t madness,” he said. “This is heaven.”

  It was obvious that me and him had two completely different ideas about heaven because what I was witnessing was more akin to hell.

  “This has got to stop,” I said after finally managing to get a grip of myself.

  “Don’t stop, don’t ever stop,” my wife moaned as Linda carried on burying her face in-between her legs.

  Linda momentarily came up for air and turned to me. “Join us,” she said.

  “Yes join us,” my wife added. “Both of you.”

  Time moved fast but Robin moved even faster. Within seconds his pants were off and my best friends hardened cock was sliding into my wife’s dripping pussy.

  It was surreal watching Robin thrusting hard in my wife, but I didn’t have long to stop and stare. Linda had other plans that would not leave me standing there as a mere bystander. Her hands reached out for me, unzipping my zip and taking me into her mouth as I carried on watching my wife enjoy a good hard fucking by another man.

  “I want you in my cunt,” Linda moaned.

  It was as if another person had jumped into my body and with that body I was about to enter my best friends wife.

  I easily slid inside her. Robin’s pussy was warming and welcoming, a heaven I didn’t want to ever leave. But Linda didn’t want my slow steady strokes; she wanted the hard thrusts my wife was enjoying from Robin. She wanted me to lose all control. And I did. Linda laughed as I shot my seed deep inside her.

  Linda laughed even more as she squatted on my wife’s face while Robin continued to fuck away until he too, had shot his load.

  “Get a picture of that,” Linda said to Robin as she pulled my wife’s pussy lips wide open, so we could all see the fruits of Robin’s handiwork.

  Robin picked up his camera and began taking photos of my well shagged and happy wife.

  I knew it wasn’t art, but what I still didn’t know, was whether I liked it or not.

  Chapter Five

  “Do you want to talk?” my wife asked.

  I shrugged. “What about?”

  “I think you know what about. Do you want to talk about what happened?”

  “What is there to say?” I asked. “It happened and that’s that.”

  “We can’t hide the fact that this changes things,” she said.

  “What do you want me to say?” I snapped.

  She looked worried. “I want you to say you still feel the same about me, that you don’t feel any less about me. That’s what I’m hoping. But what I don’t want you to do is lie. I’d rather have the truth. That way we all know where we stand.”

  “I think we all know where we stand.”

  “From your tone it doesn’t sound like we’re stood in a good place.”

  “It is what it is,” I replied.

  “Linda text me an hour ago.”

  “So what’s unusual about that? She’s always texting you.”

  “She was asking if e
verything was okay. I didn’t know what to tell her.”

  “Tell her everything is okay.”

  “Is it?”

  “Everything is okay,” I replied grimly.

  Anger flashed in my wife’s eyes. “You are such a dick. You enjoyed what happened just as much as I did. Talk about double standards.”

  “There’s nothing up with my standards,” I replied taking the higher ground. “You instigated the whole situation.”

  My wife however was determined to bring me back down to the lower ground.

  “If you didn’t like it you could have stopped it all at any time.”

  “I didn’t want to upset anyone.”

  She laughed mockingly. “You didn’t want to upset just anyone, but you’re fine with upsetting me?”

  “Like I said, I’m not fine with upsetting anyone,” I said a bit too coldly.

  It didn’t go down well with my wife at all. She stormed off so fast, so furious, that I had to run to catch up with her.

  “What do you want?” she asked as I finally caught up to the side of her.

  “Just wait up.”

  “I don’t want to wait up,” she snapped.

  “I agree we have to talk.”

  “We have talked, there’s nothing left to say,” she said and somehow found a little something else in the tank to pick up even more speed.

  I grabbed her arm to slow her down.

  She spun round to face me her face red with rage. “What the hell is wrong with you?”

  “I’m jealous okay. I’m jealous. I just love you that much. I don’t ever want to lose you.”

  Her face began to pale back to its natural colour.

  “Are you listening?” I asked gently.

  “There’s no need to be jealous. I guess I was a bit jealous myself of you enjoying yourself with Linda.”

  “She’s not a patch on you,” I said with a smile.

  She smiled back. “Robin is not a patch on you either.”

  “I’m glad we cleared the air,” I said.

  “We might have cleared the air but when all is said and done that was a big can of worms we opened. And once the worms are out of the tin it’s the same as the cat.”