Chapter 4 Photographic Developments
Beverley fretted for hours about the turn of events at the photo session with Gerald and Linda; not out of any feeling of regret or shame; in truth she had thoroughly enjoyed herself. But how was she to explain, or more accurately confess, to her husband Graham. It was out of the question not to tell him, but should she reveal the full extent of what many people would regard as her rather depraved behaviour? Undoubtedly Gerald had been the main instigator but it would be hypocritical to pretend that she had been an innocent unwilling partner.
When Graham returned home, after several days away on business, he immediately retreated to his office to catch up on correspondence and paper work. He finally emerged just before seven, gave Beverley a lingering reassuring hug and poured them both pre-dinner drinks.
'So; what has the wicked lady been doing during my absence?' he enquired as they sat down facing each other.
Oh, I posed for some photos for Gerald,' Beverley said casually.
'That sounds interesting but not particularly wicked,' Graham replied.
'Well,' Beverley continued, 'he is a very 'hands on' photographer.'
'Did you pose nude for him?' Graham asked. Beverley nodded. Graham got up from his chair and came and sat beside Beverley on the couch. He placed a hand on her thigh and kissed her on the lips.
'So what did this 'hands on' photographer do with his hands/' he murmured in Beverley's ear.
'He felt my breasts to check if they were real,' she replied, trying to remain calm.
Graham's left hand had found its way inside her dress and was gently squeezing her breasts.
'I bet you enjoyed that didn't you?' Gerald said as he attempted to unfasten Beverley's bra.
'Let me do that before you break it,' Beverley said reaching into her dress to unclip her
bra.
Graham resumed his fondling of Beverley's now naked breasts. He kissed her on the lips once again. Beverley shifted her position so that her legs were slightly parted. Graham took this as an invitation to slide his hand up her thighs. He could feel the heat of her pubis through her fragile knickers.
'Then what happened?' Graham murmured; his voice distorted with sexual excitement.
'I spilled some wine on my breasts and Gerald told me he was unable to concentrate on photography unless he fucked me first but I told him he couldn't because I was married,' Beverley said in a breathless rush.
'Oh my God you shameless slut; you let him fuck you didn't you?'
Beverley nodded. Graham withdrew his hand from underneath Beverley's dress and unzipped his trousers to free his fiercely erect cock from the confines of his underwear. The thought of another man fucking his wife had roused him to a fever pitch of sexual excitement.
'What can I do make it up to you?' she asked, gently touching his cock, and hoping to divert him from any detailed questioning about what had actually occurred,
'You can suck my cock,' Graham said triumphantly.
Beverley rather disliked giving Graham oral sex but quickly realised that it would put and end to her interrogation.
'All right,' she said firmly, 'Give me ten minutes.
After Beverley left the room Graham quickly stripped off his clothes and went into the downstairs cloakroom and carefully washed his very stiff cock. Returning to the living room he stood in front of a long mirror and contemplated his well toned athletic body with his cock sticking up proudly. He was rather vain and well aware that women found him very attractive naked or fully dressed. Sipping on his glass of wine he contemplated the delicious pleasure to come when Beverley returned
Footsteps descending the stairs prefaced her imminent arrival. She stood in the doorway her elegant long legs sheathed in black stockings held tautly in place with a six strap suspender belt; her feet shod in red four inch stilettos. She was otherwise naked. Graham surveyed her shaven pubis and her large firm breasts. Even after twenty years of marriage he was still consumed with lust at the sight of his wife's naked body. Beverley strolled over and picked up her glass of wine.
'I think I'm going to need this,' she said with a faint apprehensive smile.
Graham remained silent and watched as Beverley knelt down in front of him and took his cock in her hand. She dribbled some saliva from her mouth onto his stiff member for lubrication before enveloping it in her warm soft mouth. There was a hot sexual silence as Beverley continued to caress Graham's cock with her warm sensual mouth. He was at a fever pitch of sexual excitement as he watched the reflection of Beverley sucking his cock in the mirror. Beverley sensed that he was about to ejaculate and positioned her mouth so that his ejaculation would not hit the back of her throat. Graham sighed with pleasure as he filled Beverley's mouth with his lust fluid. Beverley drew back slightly and opened her mouth wide so that Graham could see his semen. She reached for her wineglass, took a large mouthful, and swallowed down the sticky cocktail of wine and semen.
Graham helped to her feet and kissed her gently on the lips. He sat down on the couch and pulled Beverley onto his lap. He parted her legs and began to finger her cunt which was already juicy and soon expanded into wide open invitation to sexual intercourse. Graham deftly slid Beverley off his lap and knelt down on the floor in front of her. He lifted her legs onto his shoulders and buried his face in her wide open pleasure zone. He began to lick her cunt like a cat washings its fur. Occasionally he would insert a finger inside in search of her 'G' spot. Beverley lay back with her eyes close savouring wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure. Finally she took her legs off Graham's shoulders and pushed his face away. She was totally satiated.
By now Graham's cock was stiff again so they quickly changed places. Beverley lubricated her hand with soapy water before kneeling in front of Graham sitting in the chair. She began to firmly massage his cock with her hand. As Gerald reached climax she positioned her mouth over the tip of his cock and took his ejaculation into her mouth. Once again she showed him the sticky contents of her mouth before washing it down with a gulp of wine from her glass.
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Later that night lying closely entwined with Graham in bed in the dark, Beverley gradually confessed the full details of her sexual activities with Gerald and Linda. Graham found it hugely exciting and urgently assuaged his lust by vigorously fucking her.
A few minutes later when she told him about Linda's proposal to compromise him by seduction he felt compelled to fuck her again. Before they finally slept Beverley reluctantly gave him permission to pursue sexual relations with Linda. Beverley fell asleep before Graham, who allowed his mind to dwell on the potential delights of having sex with an eighteen year old girl who was by all accounts a bisexual nymphomaniac. Eventually, unable to quieten his lust, Graham slipped out of bed and retired to the bathroom where he masturbated while thinking about the potential pleasures of fucking Linda.
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The following morning Linda rang to say that proof photographs of the photo session with Gerald were now available. Beverley invited her to come for dinner that evening so that they could have a look at Gerald's work. When Graham arrived home he could scarcely contain his excitement when he heard about Linda's impending visit.
Beverley answered the door when Linda arrived and showed her into their living room. Graham busied himself getting drinks for everyone before sitting down in a chair opposite Linda. It occurred to him that this was the first time he had seen Linda with her clothes on.
