When my wife was about 35, I started taking her photograph and as I got better at it, she agreed to pose for me in sexy clothes. She could see that I was looking for more artistic poses and she eventually began posing topless and then fully nude, even full frontal nude shots. The deal was that no one was allowed to see them but me.
Needless to say, she was stunning, trim, no sagging, pert breasts and erect nipples in the pictures and no stretch marks, tight ass and good legs. I was proud of her and when an old friend came to visit from far away, she begrudgingly permitted me to show him the pictures. After he left on his flight, she came up to me and asked if I showed him the pictures and she asked how he liked them. I could see she was excited when I said that he loved them and could not believe that she allowed him to see her like that.
Over the coming year she continued to model for me a few more times and we went to the occasional topless beach and even a nudist resort but she always complained that it made her feel cheap and slutty. She was still a very straight Midwestern girl. She did, at times, allow me to show her pix to my fellow photographer friends at seminars and even on the internet. We even won a few awards for some of our shots. From time to time I would post her pictures, usually on password protected private sites, and she would pretend she did not care about the feedback, but she asked about it nevertheless. She would complain sometimes when I showed her face on some of the nudes but not too strongly.
As far as dressing, she is very conservative, especially around the kids and family and that is where we spend most of our time. She has taken to going without a bra when we are alone or when we go out alone in public or with couples. She will even unbutton a couple of buttons to humor me. This is where the evolution begins.
After I began posting her pix on a dedicated website, I began to strike up a regular communication with a few older photographers, close to retirement, with lots of nude model experience. They had lots of beautiful work posted and lots of good suggestions and Clarissa did not seem to mind when I sent some of her full nude files to Sam, a fellow in Chicago. He did some nice detail work on them and we posted them on our site, password protected so only our circle of friends could see them. Clarissa did not seem to mind that many of my male friends and some of our female friends had seen her nude, at least in photos. I think this pretty mother of 3 felt a little daring, when it all came down to dust.
She did not pose very often but when she did I jumped at the chance to do a good job and posted small series of pix on our site. They were never pornographic, no spreads, occasionally we did show labia, usually showing pubic hair, always breasts. Her facial expressions were great. I made it a point to forward the occasional email comments to her personal email address. She did not say anything to me but I know she read them.
As luck would have it, I had to make a drive to Chicago for business and Clarissa planned to come with me. I emailed Sam to see if he wanted to meet us for dinner, since we had never actually met him, or had even spoken to him on the phone, for that matter. He graciously invited us to his home in a near north suburb of the city. He told us to bring photos so we could compare work, if Clarissa did not mind. She said it was fine, she seemed to like the idea of meeting an older man who obviously was her fan...
The following week, we were knocking on the door of a moderately nice and well kept brick house in Evanston Illinois. A white haired, heavy set man with a short beard opened the door and warmly greeted us. He told us he knew Clarissa immediately, guessed who I was and introduced himself as Sam. I could see that Clarissa liked this paternal gentleman.
