The Naive Wife Boudoir Turned Model - Sex Stories

The Naive Wife Boudoir Turned Model

... quick stop at a store," as she headed to the mall.

She knew a store that would be sure to have something she wanted, Forever21. She found what she was looking for within a couple of minutes, a black pleated mini skirt on a mannequin wearing a red tank top. Perfect.

Amy hardly slept all night, thinking about her developed pictures in the morning, hoping they were as hot and sexy as she felt posing for them. She was up and awake by the time Brian got out of the shower, wishing him a good day as she passed him in the hall to take her shower.

"You're not working out this morning?" he asked curiously.

Peeling off her booty shorts and tee, "No, my quads and butt are a little sore from a hard workout this week. I need to rest my muscles," she responded without looking at him.

Hearing the garage door close on his way to work, taking the boys to school, her fingers went to work, thinking about her new modeling career. The poses she did in front of the camera and the poses she wanted to do, showing the camera her bare pussy, her fingers opening her pink lips. Squeezing her nipples with her legs wide, knowing the camera was capturing the glistening on her wet married pussy. Suddenly the thoughts of Robert fucking her from behind in the shower flooded her mind while her finger worked her clit furiously, but unable to orgasm within her limited time.

She wasn't sure why she was so nervous, maybe it was the unknown of seeing her actual photos. Wondering if Jerry captured ...

... every detail of her body. Her phone beeped while at a red light. "Robert" is displayed on the screen.

"Thinking about you!" was the simple text.

Her face flushed, and her heart started beating harder. Feeling like a schoolgirl passes notes in class, she replied, "Thank you. Always thinking of you."

Smile emoji, evil grin emoji response. She giggled to herself, at the emojis. "I'm nervous to see my photos," she confessed.

"Don't be. I saw them last night. You are hot! I have another task for you!"

"I hope so. Yeah? Anything for you," she typed and sent too quickly, regretting the last part.

"At the next light, slide your panties off and send me a selfie."

Her face flushed and she immediately got wet at the task. At the next light, she reached under her skirt, pulled her red thong down her legs, set it on her lap, and took a selfie with a big smile.

"Good girl," was the simple reply.

She pictured his strong voice telling her, "Good girl,' with proudness in his voice. She wanted to surprise him with something. She put her panties to her lips, letting it hang from her mouth, and sent him a pouty face selfie.

"Oh, you naughty little girl. Keep those panties off the rest of the day."

"Yes, Sir. Pulling into the studio now."

Walking into the studio and upstairs to Jerry's office, wearing her black pleated skirt, red crop tank, and sandals, she saw a black leather booklet on his desk and a 25x36 picture frame covered in a protective cover. "Good ...