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My wife had done some modeling years ago before we were married. Nothing big and
nothing risque, mostly bridal gowns and fashions for wedding shows. She'd given
it up before we were married.

A few weeks ago she got a call from an old girlfriend who used to do the wedding
shows with her. Seems that there was a department store in town that was looking
for middle - aged women to do a photo shoot, and they had contacted her because
her name was still on some of the lists. They had asked her if she knew of
anyone else that may be interested in making a few, fairly easy dollars, so she
gave my wife a call (both my wife and her friend are in the mid 40s).

My wife mentioned it to me and asked what I thought. I asked what she would be
modelling and she said she thought it was "business suits." I told her that it
was up to her and that if she wanted to do that I would support her decision.
She thought it might be fun, and we can always use a little extra money, so she
decided to do it.

The next week she went off to do the shoot. She wasn't gone long when the phone
rang. When I answered it it was my wife. Long story short, she was calling to
tell me that her friend had gotten the type of clothes they were modelling all
wrong. It wasn't business suits, it was swim suits. She said they were typical
"old lady suits" and that nothing out of the ordinary showed, and wanted to know
if I was OK with it. I told her no problem, and that it was her call. She
decided to stay and do the shoot. When she got home she told me all about it,
and she seemed to have enjoyed getting out and doing something different. She
liked the money too, and planned to buy a few new clothes with the money and the
discount the store had given them all for doing the shoot.

A couple of weeks later she got another call from her friend. The department
store had so much luck in doing the middle aged woman swimsuit ads, that they
had decided to keep targeting the 40 - 55 year old market with new ads for
different clothing lines. Once again, my wife thought it would be fun, we talked
about it, I told her it was her call, and she decided to do a second shoot.

She was kind of quiet when she got home and didn't say much about how the shoot
went. She finally opened up and spilled the beans that this shoot was one with
sleep wear. She said it started off with flanel night gowns, and all that stuff,
and ended with more intimate apparell. She assured me that everything was very G
rated and asked if I was angry. I told her no, that I trusted her judgement, and
if she was OK with it, I was OK with it.

A couple of months went by and she didn't get any more calls. Then one day she
got a call directly fromt he photographer who had done the shoots for the
department store. Seems that this guy also taught a photography course at the
local community college, and one of his regular models had to cancel for the
next week . . . and he was wondering if she could fill in. She held her hand
over the phone as she asked me what I thought about it. I asked what she had to
wear - she asked the photographer - and she relayed to me that it was some kind
of toga. Again, I told her if she was OK with it, so was I.

The next week came and went. She did her "toga" modeling and made some good
money for very little work. The photographer had asked her if she could do this
on a regular basis, and she had agreed. So, for the next few weeks, every
Wednesday night, she was down at the community college, making a few extra bucks
modelling a toga for a bunch of aspiring young photographers.

After about a month's worth of her modelling, I thought it might be fun to sneak
down to the community college and peek in on her during one of the classes. When
I got there I wandered around for a bit unti I finally found the right room.
When I got there, sure enough, there she was, up on a small stage in front of
the class, wearing some toga get - up, perched on a fake rock while the students
shot practice photos of her. I watched for about 10 minutes, then decided to
head out to the lounge for a quick soft drink. When I got back to the room, I
was surprised to see that my wife was gone from the stage, and had been replaced
by a male model. He was a young black guy, around 25, very muscular, and very
naked! At this point I was happy to see that my wife was out of the room. I
didn't want her to catch me there, so I got out, thinking she would be home soon
too, now that her shift was over.

I got home and waited another two hours for her to get there. When she got home,
I asked her why she was so late. She said that she was the same time as she had
been every week, and asked why I was suddenly so concerned. I spilled the beans
and told her that I had popped in to see how she was doing, and that I saw the
guy who was on after her, and thought that she was done when he went on. She
looked a little strange when I said that, and followed up by letting my know
that she went back on after they guy was done for a second set of students. Her
answer seemed reasonable, and I let it go at that, and promised that I wouldn't
pop in any more.

The next week I decided to see the whole thing, so I popped in at around the
same time I had the on the previous week. Sure enough, my wife was on stage in
the toga. I made sure to get out before she left the stage for her break, and
came back in time to see the young black guy take his place on stage naked
again. This lasted for about 20 minutes, followed by another short break. This
time, I stuck around to see what my wife's second set was like. What I was about
to see gave me the shock of my life. When she came back out, she was just as
naked as the young black guy! There she was, my middle aged wife of nearly 23
years, reclining on a chair, completely naked in front of a mostly male audience
- who were taking her picture at the same time!!!!!!!!!! I was shocked, and
admittedly a little excited all at the same time.

Although my initial urge was to run, I decided to wait it out. I had a safe spot
in the back of the room (actually a small lecture hall) and she couldn't see me
from the stage because of the bright lights in her eyes. She just posed there on
the chair naked for about 20 minutes, then there was another break. My wife
walked off stage and I made a quick exit. While in the hall, I overheard a
couple of the students say that the last segment of the class would be starting
again in about 5 minutes. At this point, I was pretty curious, so I decided to
stick around.

The students filtered back into the room and I followed - taking my secure spot
in the very back. The lights came back up, the professor/photogrpaher came back
on stage, reminded them that this was the final session of class for the night,
when to turn in their photos, etc. Then he motioned for the model to take the
stage. To my delight, it was the young black man - once again naked. At least it
wasn't my wife again, I thought to myself. Boy, was I wrong. Just as I made that
thought, in walks my naked wife from the other wing! I didn't know if I was
hurt, or just terribly excited, but I knew I had to stay. She walked over to the
black guy and stood beside him on the stage. At first they were simply standing
there side by side. After a few brief minutes of photos, the black guy sat down
in the chair, and my wife sat "artistically" on his lap, with her arms around
his neck. More photos ensued. As I watched, I could see that the black guy was
slowly starting to get an erection now that he had made flesh to flesh contact
with my wife. At this point, the professor came back on stage and was explaining
something about taking still shots of the human body in motion, and capturing
the moment to reflect the motion . . . but I was too busy watching what was
going on to pay much attention.

Then next thing I know, my wife had moved from this guy's lap to the floor next
to his chair. She got situated, then reached up and put her hand right on his
penis! He was fully erect by this time, and he leaned back in the chair as my
wife of many years grasped his cock and begain to work her hand slowly up and
down on it. The lights were hot, and they were both sweating a bit, which seemed
to help lubricate his cock for her hand. The students were a blur - all trying
to get the right angle for just the right shot. It seemed like it went on
forever, and although I wanted to break it up, the whole scene was really making
me excited, and I found myself wanting to see more.

About this time, the professor shouted "change film and positions." At this
point, all of the students took time to re-load thier cameras, and my wife
gracefully removed her hand from the guy's cock. As the cameras were re-loaded,
I watched my wife lay back on the stage, very near the edge to be closer to the
students. The black guy then got up and walked over to a bag near the side of
the stage. I saw him take something out of the bag, then mess with it for a few
seconds. As he turned back toward the audience, I could see that he was in the
process of unrolling a condom over his huge erection! It didn't take a rocket
scientist to figure out that this group of budding photographers was about to
photograph this black guy fucking my wife.

Sure enough, the guy made his way over to my wife and lowered himself on top of
her. As he came down, my wife reached up with her right hand and firmly grabbed
his cock - guiding it toward her hairy bush as he came down on her. He lowered
himself very slowly so the students could get their shots, and my wife carefully
guided his dick toward her now very wet pussy. He stopped as the tip of his cock
barely touched the opening of her pussy lips. As he did, my wife moved her hand
all the way to the base of his shaft to expose as much of his cock as possible
for the pictures. He then slowly began to push his penis into her as she
carefully guided him in until he was fully inside her. I watched as her eyes
rolled back as she took him all the way in. He sat there still for a moment,
then began to slowly work his huge black cock nearly all the way out of her
pussy, then all the way back in. She panted in rhythm to his slow thrusts. She
must have been in or near orgasm because his condomed glistened with her juices
. . . her pussy hair too was almost dripping wet and her nipples were as hard as
rocks. And although she tried to cover them, you could hear her slight moaning
as his cock worked in and out of her.

He stopped for a moment, and lifted her legs up over his shoulders. She arched
her back in preparation for what was about to come. With her legs high into the
air, he now began to thrust hard and fast in and out of her drenched pussy. As
he plunged into her you could see her pussy juice drip onto his cock and then
onto the stage below. He fucked her for 5 or ten minutes then suddenly stopped
and stood up. My wife quickly went to her knees, then helped him peel off the
condom. The professor reminded the crowd to be quick with their next shots . . .
and at that time my wife began to furiously jack the black guy off again. She
pumped him for about 30 seconds, then he began to expode in a fury of flying
sperm. Cameras were clicking, my wife's hand was rapidly moving back and forth
over this guy's dick and he was squirting tremendously large loads of sperm up
into the air with each pump of her arm. She continued to milk him and he
squirted at least another three heavy loads in an arching lob onto the stage in
front of them. I'd never seen so much sperm in all my life!

As he finished cumming, he and my wife rose, their audience applauded, and the
two of them headed off stage.

By this time, I was horny and a little furious all at the same time. Almost
automatically, I followed her back stage. She was shocked to see me, and
attempted to cover herself with the towel she was using to wipe the remainder of
the black guy's sperm from her hands. He was there too, and figured out right
away who I was, and that I wasn't happy. He tried to explain that it was just
work, but he stopped when he saw it wasn't doing any good. My wife just stood
there as well, then finally asked what she could do to make me feel better.

Almost without thinking, I told her that the only thing she hadn't done that
night to really make things bad was to have sucked that guy off. She knew why I
said that. See she had only sucked my cock a few times in our many years of
marriage, and never once for very long. Without thinking, I just looked at them
both and told her that I wanted to see her suck his cock. She just looked back,
dazed, hurt and a little scared. Then said that if it would make me calm down,
she'd do it. She looked at her fellow model, and he nodded his head, then
dropped his towel to expose his semi soft, semi hard cock for her to suck. She
walked over, dropped to her knees, and put his limp dick in her mouth. She began
to slowly work her toungue around his cock, and as she did so, he began to grow
hard again. Soon he was fully erect, and she continued to suck his cock for
another couple of minutes. Then she stopped, looked over at me, and asked if
that was enough. I said no, and that I wanted to watch him fuck her again, this
time without a condom. They didn't question my request, and she began to lay
down. I told them no, I wanted him to fuck her from the back. They agreed, and
my wife got on to all fours.

He knelt down behind her, spread her legs apart, and stuck his cock back into
her pussy. I watched her reaction, and could tell from the way her stomache
muscles rippled that she had gone straight into orgasm. Without hesitation, I
undid my trousers and pulled out my erect cock. I walked in front of my wife,
knelt down in front of her, and told her to suck me while her friend fucked her.
She just groaned, then put her mouth over my cock and began to suck me like
she'd never sucked before. I closed my eyes and listened as she slurped on my
cock and as he slapped his balls up against her ass. We stayed this way for
another couple of minutes, then I told them it was time to switch.

Again, no questions were asked as the black guy and I changed positions. She
took him in her mouth and started licking off her own pussy juice as I stuck my
cock in her now very loose pussy. I pumped her hard but slow, making long deep
thrusts into her cunt. She continued to workd his cock with her mouth, as her
saliva dripped from his shaft and began to make a small pool onto the floor. I
fucked her for another 5 minutes as she sucked his long hard black dick. Then he
looked over to me and told me he was going to cum. I told him to leave it in,
that she was going to eat his load. He started to grunt, then exploded into her
mouth. She continued to pump his cock with her mouth as he squirted his last
drops down her throat, his hot sperm dripping out the sides of her mouth. As he
pulled out, I could feel my own orgasm growing near. I quickly pulled out of her
pussy, and made my way up front to her mouth. Now finish me the same way - I
told her. Then I shoved my cock into her mouth and grabbed the back of her head
as she worked my cock. She didn't have to work hard and after a few short
moments, I exploded into her mouth and added my sperm to her companion's. She
swallowed as much as she could, and a great deal of my load drained out of her
mouth just as it did with his.

As I pulled out of her mouth, she looked at me and asked me if I was satisfied.
I just told her to get dressed, and that I would see her at home.

We didn't talk much more about it. She tried to say it was for the extra money,
but I stopped her short. I told her that although I was angry, I was also still
very excited. We talked, and came to the agreement that perhaps we should seek
out activities and organizations that would allow us to have similar experiences
in a more controlled way. We'll be going to our first swingers party next month,
and I'm looking forward to experiencing something similar again!