I've been incredibly lucky in that my wife is a willing participant in my slightly odd hobby, which is showing off her sometimes very intimate photo's to people on the net, and sometimes even one or two very good friends.
Photography's been a hobby for me for a very long time. I got my first camera when I was in my teens, and have pretty much walked around with it glued to my face ever since. Obviously, at a young age, I was never able to go into nude photography, but it was on my mind a lot.
When I met my wife, I still thought about it, but never directly asked if she'd pose nude, in case she thought me some kind of deviant. So for us, the taking nude photo's thing happened almost by accident.
As I said, I almost always have a camera handy, so she wasn't too surprised when I'd haul it out and take a photo or two wherever or whenever, and she got quite used to being my model while clothed. She even got to like it because I'm a fair photographer and the photo's were usually pretty decent.
Well, to cut a very long story short, we were away on holiday one year and were relaxing after a long day at the beach. She'd had a glass of wine or two, as had I, so we were both pretty chilled out.
She said something about going inside to change out of her bikini, and as usual, I picked up the camera and snapped off a shot or two of her looking gorgeous. This was when digital cameras first came on the market (anyone remember the good old Epson PhotoPC500?) and I thought what the hell, no-one's going to see these at the lab, so instead of putting it down when she went indoors, I just got up and followed her inside with it.
She took off her top and threw it into the hamper, not realising I was still taking pictures of her as she stood there topless. I got a couple more as she collected a towel and shampoo and other shower stuff, and even one as she stripped off the bikini bottoms before getting into the shower.
At that point, she obviously snapped out of her little daydream, but instead of being angry as I fully expected her to be, she laughed and asked if her big butt looked good on 'film'. Yes, I was surprised, and freely admit I stood there with my mouth hanging open for a few minutes. She invited me into the shower with her and we had a rather interesting little experience in there that evening, the subject, perhaps, of a future story.
Anyway, after we'd recovered and got out the shower, she brought up the subject of the photo's and asked to see what they looked like. I downloaded them onto the laptop, and showed off my handiwork. They turned out rather well, and she liked what she saw enough to admit they were good and she wouldn't mind too much if I took more in future.