WEDNESDAY
Alarm went off at 6:40am. Marie got up and showered, whilst Rich woke the twins and took them down for breakfast. Everything was going like clockwork. Marie had told work yesterday that she would not be back in that week, claiming she had a sickness bug and knowing they would need her to stay away for at least the next seventy-two hours. She threw on her work clothes to carry on the pretence to her children and her parents that it was just another normal day. But all the while, the butterflies in her stomach were fluttering like mad!
Rich had been thinking all night about the other fantasy they had discussed - the multiple-guy thing - and had a plan in mind for that too. "When you see your folks in a bit, can you see if you can cash in that offer for a sleepover for tomorrow night at all?" he asked as he gave her a wink.
The mention of a sleepover sent the twins into an excited frenzy, Marie chastising Rich playfully with her eyes as she had to then calm them back down on their way back out the door. "I'll mention it. Any reason in particular?" she asked coyly.
"I'll talk to you about it later," he replied.
For Rich, he was lucky that his bowls match for that day was an evening one. It would interrupt their evening, but with what was likely to happen throughout that morning, it didn't matter.
Marie raced to her parents, secured the sleepover for Thursday night - to much more excitement from the twins - and raced back home. Rich had laid out the lingerie set for her. She stripped out of her clothes but remained naked whilst she put on some make-up and did her hair, seated at her dressing table. "Hair up or down?" she asked Rich, as he stood in the doorway watching her.
He walked over to her, stroked his hand through her hair and held it up in a ponytail. "Up, I'd say," he suggested. "Gives us something to hold onto,'" he winked.
Marie smacked his ass playfully, before running her gaze down to the bulge in his trousers, neatly positioned in front of her face. She ran a hand over it. "A little excited too, are we?" she teased.
"Now, now," he replied, batting her hand away. "Let's save it for later."
*****
Fortunately for everyone involved, later came quite soon. There was a knock at the door and Marie squealed with both excitement and nerves. Rich went to answer the door, whilst Marie checked her attire was all in place, grabbing the final piece - her simple silk nightgown that she had never worn - from the wardrobe. She brushed a few creases from the bedclothes as she heard the two men downstairs greet each other.
Then the voices grew louder as they waked up the stairs. She stood nervously, squeezing her hands together in front of her, as she could hear both men at the top of the landing a few feet from her door.
"And here she is," Rich declared as he led Dan into the bedroom. "Marie, this is Dan."
"Lovely to meet you," she said, reaching forward to shake his hand whilst trying in vain to hold her nightgown closed with the other.
"And you, Marie," Dan replied, holding her hand gently, looking at her beautiful face. She had chosen subtle but effective shades of makeup, framing her eyes seductively and pronouncing her full, hungry lips. Dan liked what he saw and knew this was going to be a very enjoyable earner indeed.
Dan was not quite what Marie expected. He was as tall as Uncle Rich - around six-feet, maybe a couple of inches more - but with broad shoulders and chest. He definitely worked out, she surmised. Possibly played rugby, too. His head was closely-shaved, his smile perfect. His hands - at least the one she had hold of - appeared strong. In short, he was gorgeous! Not the type she ever considered herself stripping off for, for sure.
Dan slung his heavy equipment bags to the floor and moved to adjust the curtains straight away. "OK, what say I just set up here for a bit and I'll call you when I'm ready for you?"
Marie nodded shyly, unable to hide a smile as she brushed a flowing errant curl from her face. "Sure thing, whenever you want me, just say," she replied.
"I will," he called back as she left the room. She looked back before she left the doorway, catching sight of him glancing and smiling back at her.
*****
Marie sat nervously in the lounge, with her arms wrapped round her, helping to keep her nightgown closed. "Don't be nervous," Uncle Rich said as he sat down beside her, wrapping an arm round her. "You'll be great. You'll love this!"
She was nervous now, more so than before. She wasn't so much nervous about what the pictures would look like anymore, however, but she found herself becoming nervous about what Dan would be thinking of her body whilst he took the pictures. She knew she shouldn't have cared, but it mattered to her all the same. Marie had never been happy with her body. She knew her husband was, but he was obliged to. She now knew how much her uncle craved and enjoyed her body, but he was an old man and it was all very forbidden and exciting.
But Dan's opinion seemed to matter differently to her. He was a stranger, and yes he was paid to take pictures of anyone who asked him to, but secretly she hoped he wasn't going to go home thinking she was ugly in any way.
"Ready when you are!" came the shout from upstairs.
Rich hugged Marie close as they stood up. "Go do this!" he said, and kissed her. He slapped her ass as he followed her upstairs. Rich's cock was already straining against his trousers.
*****
Dan could tell Marie was nervous. As she smiled, from time to time he noticed her chewing her bottom lip and thought it was adorable. He tried to put her at ease with a couple of test shots, asking her to just stand by, or sit on, the edge of the bed. Another he asked her to lean forward as if looking out of the window, her forearms resting nicely on the window-sill, her left leg brought forward slightly to show some skin, the flimsy nightgown dropping behind her, hanging to her shapely bottom.