Getting Married Set Me Free Pt, 03 - Sex Stories

Getting Married Set Me Free Pt, 03

... call in anytime that they wanted. After the call Dylan and I talked about them catching me naked and again Dylan told me that he was sure that it wouldn’t be a problem.

I kind of liked the idea of me being naked in front of Dylan’s brother and their dad, both being reasonably handsome.

Then it was time for me to phone my mum and dad. I was dreading mum inviting herself over. I knew that there would be a bust-up but I was trying to defer it for as long as possible.

It felt a little weird talking to my mum on the phone whilst I was naked and Dylan was playing with my tits and pussy but I got through it without feeling obliged to invite them over.

Dylan had suggested that I call my parents on a video call and I replied,

“That would be okay if you never want to see my parents again but I like my dad and don’t want to never see him again. Besides, I’m not sure that my mother knows how to video call.”

Then it was bed and to finish what Dylan had started when I was on the phone to my parents.

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Day 2

After waking up the best possible way and finishing what Dylan had started whilst I was still asleep, we went through all the photos that Dylan had taken and picked out the ones for our special wedding album, and the ones that we wanted blown-up to A1 size.

Then it was into central London again to find a photography shop where we could get the prints done, and to buy the frames for the A1 photos.

I wore one of my new, ultra short dresses and had ...

... some fun at the station and even on the train which was very busy and men were brushing against me as they got on and off. Dylan later told me that I should go on the rush hour trains where he’d heard stories of men putting their hands up the skirts of the girls who were wearing very short skirts.

I thought about that a bit and considered catching those trains once Dylan was back at work.

We could have got the smaller prints done on one of those machines but Dylan had said that we may as well get the whole lot done in one specialist shop. At the time I’d asked him if he’d suggested that so that a guy in the shop would see all the photos.

“That did cross my mind, you don’t mind do you Esther?”

“Hell no, but make sure that I’m with you when we collect them, I want to see the guy’s face.” I replied.

That last part actually happened because when we went to collect the prints later that day. The guy in the photo shop kept giving me knowing looks as Dylan went through the small and large prints before paying the man. I could tell that he was imagining me naked like in the photographs as he stared at me whilst waiting for Dylan for finish. It really made my nipples and clit tingle.

When we left the shop Dylan said that he wondered if the guy had made copies for himself, then he asked me if that thought bothered me.

“Not at all Dylan, if he wants to wank every night looking at photos of me naked then good luck to him. Do you think that he might put some of them on ...