The Photo Album: Part One (L)

I am 100% unequivocally in love with my husband. He is more than just my husband. He is my best friend, my confidante, the father of our three wonderful children and my lover. To quote my dear friend ladygarden, “He is mine and I am his.”

He is my fantasy. He is my reality. I thank the good Lord every day for bringing this man in my life.

We had a wonderful Christmas!  It was such a blessing to be able to spend it with family and friends.  Every one had a great time exchanging gifts, singing Christmas carols and pigging out on good food. All in the celebration of the birth of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.

The down side was, Ben was gonna have to leave for New Orleans the day after Christmas and wouldn’t be back till New Year day or so.

Christmas night, once the party was over and the clean up was completed, Ben and I headed for bed. We made love. It wasn’t wild or kinky in any way, it was just soft gentle lovemaking in the missionary position.  We gazed into each others eyes as he thrust his hard cock into my hungry wet pussy. I was loving it! He was so hard and felt so good, the look on our faces showed our passion as we spoke our words of passion to one another.

“I’m cumming! Oh, Ben, baby, I‘m cumming!“ I panted into his ear as my body exploded with my orgasm.

Ben smiled as my body trembled and twitched beneath him. He began to thrust a little harder and faster, deep grunts and groans escaped his lips as he pounded my cunt with his big hard dick. I could tell he was getting close to his release and worked my hips feverishly to meet his thrust. (After 30 years you learn things!)

“Gina! Baby, talk to me! Talk to me, my dirty girl! Fuck, your pussy is so hot and wet!” Ben groaned.

“Mm-mph! You make me hot and wet baby! Fuck me! Fuck my hot little pussy! Baby, your dick feels so good! Fuck me till you cum deep inside me! Cum for me, my big dicked stud!” I panted as I ran my nails lightly up and down his back.

“I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna…gr-r-r-r-rumph! ” He growled as his body tensed and trembled. His dick pulsated inside me as it spew forth his seed deep into me.

I wrapped my legs around him and held him inside me. ” I love you!” I panted softly into his ear. We lay that way for several minutes before he finally slipped out of me.

“I love you! I love you so much!” He said with a smile as I lay in his arms, my head on his chest. I slept in his arms the rest of the night. Merry Christmas indeed!

December 26th:

Ben left for New Orleans around 7am. As we kissed, I really didn’t want to let go! I wanted to keep him home with me. As much as I hated it, the fact was he needed to go to work, that was the reality.

“I love you. Call me when you get there! Be careful, OK?” I said giving him another quick kiss.

“I will. I love you too, baby!” He replied, then giving me a gentle pat on the ass. Got into his truck and drove away.

I went back into the house and began packing away some Christmas decor. I generally leave my tree up till New Years day. As I did I began to smile as I thought of how blessed I was to have a wonderful loving husband and three great kids. The good Lord has definitely blessed me.

Ben has worked so hard over the years and has been Such an awesome husband and father. He is a big man but also has a big heart.  He cried when his father passed away, as we all did. He cried at the birth of each of our children and when they were baptized.

He is the man who made me a woman all those years ago. He is a wonderful lover and continues to bring passion to our love bed. The orgasms I have when we make love are so much sweeter than any I could give myself. He truly completes me.

I decided I wanted to do something special for him. I wasn’t quite sure what. I thought about maybe fixing his favorite meal, then make love to him by candlelight all night long. I thought about alot of different ideas, all of which sounded good. I just couldn’t decide which I wanted to do.

After fixing my son Randy a bite to eat. I grabbed my lap top and logged into MH. I began working on a story that I had started. It was then that I remembered something my dear friend ladygarden (Kay) had commented on, about the time she had a photographer friend of hers take some nude photos of her. Of which she put into an album and sent it to her dear hubby who was away at work.

This idea intrigued me and I will admit aroused me quite a bit. Ben has several pictures of me on his cell, in various states of undress and various poses. He masturbates to them while he is away. He calls them his ” Emergency relief kit”. The more I thought about it, the more I liked the idea.

I immediately thought of my friend and former salon client Shelly. She is a professional photographer and has her own studio in town. She took the photos at my and Ben’s 30th anniversary vow renewal ceremony. She did an awesome job.

I decided to give her a call. I was nervous, as I didn’t know how she would react to my request. If she declined, then the nude photo idea would be a bust. I knew of no other photographer, at least not one I would trust or feel comfortable with taking such personal pictures of me. I wasn’t even sure how to ask her.

My heart was racing as she answered the phone after four or five rings. I decided to just come on out with it and quickly asked her.

She paused for a moment then said, “Sure girl, we can do that! Do you wanna do partial or full nudes?”

I took a deep sigh of relief then said, ” I was thinking some of both!”

“So where and when do you want to do this? I can come to your house and set up there or we can do it at my studio after I close up!” She said.

Home would be where I felt I would be more comfortable, but I have a fifteen year old to consider. “I guess we can do it at your studio. Just whenever is good for you. Next week would probably be best,” I replied.

“OK, how about a week from Friday, that will be January 3rd? I close around 4:30 or so, you can come then or anytime after. I will wait for ya! How does that sound?” Shelly replied.

“Sounds great! I guess I will see you then!” I replied.

“Maybe we can get together before hand for lunch and discuss a few details? I have a few ideas in mind you night like. Ok, GG guess I will talk to ya later then,” Shelly said.

As I hung up the phone I smiled. My excitement of what I had just arranged built inside me. “Wow! Am I really gonna do this? Can I really do this?” I thought to myself. Butterflies built in my stomach and a tingle ran through my warmed and moistened cunt.

A thought then ran through my mind. Many of the photos of me Ben has in his phone, I have my legs spread (per his request). It was one thing to pose that way as he took the pictures, but it was another thing entirely to do such photos while someone else takes the pictures. I couldn’t dare ask Shelly to take photos of me that she may find offensive. Or could I?  If I was gonna do this, I wanted the pictures to be beautiful and erotic, not just “wife porn”. However I knew Ben gets aroused by such pictures of me, Why else would he ask me to pose for him in this manner if he didn’t!  Now the butterflies really kicked in.

My son Randy walked into the room and I asked him if he wanted to go get something to eat and maybe go to the mall. He agreed. I was glad cause I needed to take my mind off of my pending plans and calm my nerves.

We ate, then walked around the mall for a couple hours. It was really busy as it usually is the day after Christmas.  After leaving the mall, we stopped at my dearest friend Cynthia’s house on the way home.

Cynthia and I talked girl-talk and enjoyed some wine, while Randy and her son Billy went out to ride four wheelers. We talked about a variety of subjects, mainly friendly gossip, our husbands and, yes, sex. Hey, what else do two married gals have to talk about?

She was very supportive when I told her of my upcoming ” photo shoot “. She said she would consider doing something like it for her hubby, if she had the nerve. I still wasn’t sure I really had the nerve.

We visited for around three hours, then I headed home. Randy stayed, deciding he wanted to spend the night. I went home and grabbed him a change of clothes to take back to him, before heading home to stay.

The house was quiet and dark when I finally made it home. I clicked on the television and went to the kitchen and poured myself another glass of wine, then plopped down on the sofa. I had quite the buzz by the time I decided to go and take my shower.

I undressed and started my shower water. Before stepping in, I looked at myself in the full length mirror that hung on the bathroom door. I was proud of my body and worked hard to keep it fit and looking nice. Seems as I get older, the harder I have to work at it.

Child bearing had left it’s mark, a few stretch marks but otherwise I was pleased. Hey, my boobs were still fairly firm, though I’ve often wished they were a Tad bigger. I have large dark aureoles and large sensitive nipples. I have nice looking legs, and my ass while not being as tight as it used to be, Ben says it still looks good in jeans. Over all I am pleased with my body. Ben likes it! So I’m good.

After giving my pubic bush a little maintenance, I stepped into the shower. I took a quick shower, then stepped out and dried myself. Walking nude into the bedroom I sat at my desk top and logged into MH. I love being nude so this wasn’t unusual. I’ve even been known to do housework partially clothed or nude when I am alone in the house or sometimes when it is just Ben and I. Of course I don’t get much housework done when he is around.

I read several wonderful stories and soon began to feel really aroused as my hand found it’s way to my warm moistened pussy.  I clicked on one of my most favorite stories by one of my most favorite contributors,  “My Backdoor Man” by ladygarden. This wouldn’t be the first time I’ve enjoyed one of their hot stories.

I moaned softly as I thrust three fingers in and out of my horny wet cunt slowly at first then gradually with more vigor as I began to read. It felt oh so good! I imagined it was Ben and I in the story. He loves doggy-style, it is by far his favorite sexual position. He feels so good when he is pounding me from the rear like a wild animal. His grunts, groans and moans of pleasure really get me off, not to mention his big hard dick. I love it!

My breathing became deep and shallow as I continued to pump my fingers into me, my hips humped at my hand. My legs spread wide, my toes curling gripping the rug as I closed my eyes and enjoyed the pleasure I was feeling.  I tweaked at my sensitive erect nipples with my other hand then put it to my swollen clitoris and began frigging it in a rapid sweet circular motion as I continued to fuck myself with my other hand.

“Ben! Oh, Ben, baby, if feels so good! So wet!” I panted, then brought my fingers to my mouth and tasted my sweet juices, then slipped them back in.

Within moments I began to feel my orgasm building inside me. “Yes! Yes! Gonna cum! Cumming! Yes! Oh, oh, oh!” I cried as my orgasm exploded.  I panted heavily as my body spasmed, trying desperately not to fall from the chair.

I smiled as I gradually began to regain my composure. “I am such a bad girl!” I said with a giggle as I slowly ran my hand over my dripping pussy.

After getting a towel and cleaning myself as well as the chair, I decided to ask my dear friend ladygarden about any advice she may have concerning my upcoming photo shoot. Another dear friend chimed in and gave me a great idea for future use as well as candlelight usage. (Thanks Blondie!)

I logged off the computer, then crawled into bed nude and still tingling from my orgasm. Within minutes I was sound asleep.

December 27th:

I was awakened from my slumber by the ringing of my cell phone at 7:30 am. It was Ben, whom by the way neglected to call me the day before. I guess I can’t bitch too much, I mean I could have easily called him.

“Hey, babe! Did I wake you?” He said. It was so good to hear the sound of his sweet voice.

“Yeah, but that’s ok!  I’ll let you get away with it this time I guess!  I miss you!” I said as I stretched, then wiped the sleep from my eyes. My head ached a little from all the wine the previous night.

” Sorry I didn’t call you yesterday, but it’s been balls to the wall since I got here! I miss you too!  Can’t talk long, just wanted to check in with you while I has a few minutes. ” Ben replied.  I could barely hear him with all the background noise on his end.

” That’s ok!  I was wondering however! I can’t hear you too well so call me later if you can! I love you!” I replied.

” OK, I love you too!  Talk to ya later!” He said.

After a quick shower,  I dressed and left for the church. I had a few things to talk over with our minister Brother Mike. After leaving the church I went shopping for some outfits for my photo shoot. I went to Victoria Secrets and a local adult novelty store. I purchased three teddies, black, white and baby blue, fishnet stockings, matching crotchless panties, garters, two baby doll nighties and some new batteries for my vibrator, “Mr. Jolly”. Spent a good bit, kinda hoped it would be worth it in the long run.

I then went by Cynthia’s to pick up Randy. I visited for about an hour, then Randy and I went to my oldest daughter’s apartment and visited with her for a bit. Her boyfriend Trey was out working.  Alicia had the day off.

We visited with Alicia for a good while, then stopped at the grocery store on the way home. The rest of the day and evening was pretty much uneventful from then on. BEN did call and we talked briefly before he had to get back to work.

December 28th:

Shelly called me around 10:30 and asked if I would like to meet her at Applebee’s for lunch. An invitation I accepted. I met her there around 11:15. We ate and talked somewhat about the shoot.

“Why don’t you come by the studio, I do not have another appointment till around 2. We can talk more there. Plus I have some ideas and things I want to show you that you may like,” she said as we walked to our cars.

I followed her to her studio and we walked inside.  We talked and she showed me different backgrounds and costumes. A “cowgirl ” theme in which I would be wearing a red and white western shirt ( unbuttoned of course),a pair of white chaps, and pink cowboy boots with nothing else. There was of course the French maid outfit, this to go along with the teddies and other stuff I purchased. We then went over lighting (including candlelight!  Thanks Blondie!)

She was really making me feel more at ease about this whole thing. I finally worked up the courage and asked her how she felt about “spread shots”. I stood there expecting her to be shocked and offended and cancel the whole thing or laugh me out of her studio.

She smiled then said, “GG dear, this is all about you and what you want. I am only there to take the pictures. If you feel comfortable and want to “spread and show” then go for it! We can even use various cloths to cover some and leave some exposed if you are uncomfortable about showing your whole vagy!  If anytime during the session you want to open the gates, then feel free, my dear.” She replied.

I let out a big sigh of relief.  I still wasn’t sure if I would ” spread and show” but I felt more excited than nervous at that time. We visited and talked for another hour or so, then I headed home.

My son Randy was gone when I got home, so I slipped off my shoes and took a brief nap on the sofa. I awakened about an hour later to the sound of my cell phone ringing. It was my daughter Alicia. She asked if I would like to run to town with her. I told her sure, why not.

“Great!  Be there in about twenty minutes! ” she said.

I am so grateful that my children still enjoy doing things with their old mom and I cherish those times. They are my joy, my heart and I am proud of each of them. I ran a brush through my hair and put it up in a pony-tail, freshened up my make up a bit and waited for her arrival.

Alicia and I had a great time together. It was almost dark when I finally got home. I was tired and my feet hurt. Randy was in his room playing a video game when I told him I was gonna take a shower.

The hot water felt so wonderfully relaxing. After my shower I slipped into a pair of gray shorts and Tennessee Volunteer football jersey.  I grabbed my laptop and got into bed. I logged into MH for a few minutes, reading a couple hot stories, then played some video solitaire.

Sandwiches were on the menu for supper this night as I was just too tired to cook. After eating, Randy and I sat and watched some television.  Ben called and we talked for several minutes. It was so good to hear his voice.  He told me that he thought he may be home by New Years Eve , but now New Years Day seemed more realistic.

“Just make it home to me as soon as you can! I love you and I miss you so,” I told him.

“I will. Love and miss you too! Tell the kids Happy New Year for me. Bye, baby,” he said, then hung up the phone.

It was a little after eleven when I finally decided to call it a night.  I told Randy midnight and no later. I then headed off to bed. I was asleep shortly after my head hit the pillow.

Not much happened the next couple days. Ben called a couple times each day which seemed to make me miss him even more. I grew more excited and YES nervous as “photo shoot ” day drew nearer. I tried to stay busy and keep my mind off of it the best I could.

New Years Eve:

I got up early and did some much needed house cleaning,  something I had been neglecting the last couple days. I then went to the store and bought the sandwich platter and other snacks such as chips, dip and the like. I also purchased a couple bottles of champagne and a few party favors for later that night. The kids, Cynthia and her bunch, Lisa, Gail and her husband and myself were all gonna watch the ball drop on television at my house. Funny, it started out with just me and the kids, then blossomed into a full fledged party. I just wished Ben would be there.

Everyone began arriving around 7:30. Cynthia and her crew brought some ribs and a bottle of Crown. Kristie brought chips and a bottle of wine. Alicia and Trey brought some desserts and a pot of chicken gumbo (Trey made). Gail and her bunch brought a case of beer, some finger sandwiches and a pie. Lisa arrived a little before nine bringing some Buffalo Wings and a bottle of Tequila (previously opened). Let me tell ya, we had enough food and adult beverages to do the entire block!

We all had a wonderful time!  When the ball finally dropped and the clock struck midnight, I gave each of my kids a big hug and a kiss and told them that I loved them. Ben called shortly there after and wished everyone a Happy New Year. This made me cry champagne tears of joy.

It was a little after one when everyone began leaving for home. I picked up a little, snacked a little on some finger sandwiches , then headed for a shower and bed

I went to my bedroom and shut the door. I turned on the light to the bathroom, started my water and undressed.  After my shower, I slipped on my short purple nightie which came to about mid thigh and crawled into bed. With my head still buzzing from the champagne, I grabbed my laptop and logged into MH and finished a story I had been working on.

I read several stories and not surprisingly began feeling a bit horny.  I sure wished Ben was home to make love to me. I read a bit more then decided to masturbate.

I began to run my fingers ever so lightly over my cloth covered breast, my nipples rapidly becoming erect. I eased my right breast out from my nightie, moistened a finger with my mouth and traced it over the swollen sensitive bud sending a shiver throughout my body. I imagined it was Ben’s tongue flicking at my nipple.

I smiled then slowly removed the nightie and lay nude and exposed on the bed, my body full of sexual tension and longing for release. I continued to manipulate my breast sending wonderful sensations through my body.

I let my right hand travel lightly down over my abdomen to my dark brown pubic bush and ran my fingers through it. My fingers graze over my clit then over my moist cunt lips. Goosebumps raised on my skin, then moaned softly as I slipped first one, then a second finger into my pussy.  Slowly I began working my fingers in and out as my left hand continued to tweak my tits.

I began to hump my hips at my hand, my breathing deepened as my pleasure slowly intensified. “So good! Mm-mm, shit, that feels so good!” I moaned softly.

As good as my fingers felt I wanted something more, I needed something more. I slipped my fingers from my pussy, then got out of bed and retrieved my vibrator ” Mister Jolly”. I took my pleasure toy from the shoe box that I kept it in and got back in bed.

I ran my fingers up and down it’s shaft, then kissed the head of that fake cock. I closed my eyes and took it into my mouth and began sucking it as I imagined it was Ben’s cock. It wasn’t as warm and tasty as Ben, but it satisfied a desire I felt at the time.

I sucked the fake dick for a couple minutes,  then removed it from my mouth.  I turned the dial to low and ran it slowly over my breast and around my stiff nipples. The sensation was electric ( pardon the pun). With my free hand I slowly manipulated my clitoris. I began to feel like I was on a slow burn, my body seemed to beg for release.  It hungered to be fucked!

I slowly ran my pleasure toy down my body to my very wet pussy.  “Oh, feels so, so good!” I whimpered softly as I ran it up and down my swollen cunt lips. My body shivered and twitched slightly as it grazed my clit.

I opened my legs wide, then slowly inserted it past my lips. “Oh my! Mm-mm, yes!” I groaned as I began to work it in and out slowly at first, the gradually picked up the speed. Within minutes I felt my orgasm beginning to swell inside me as I fucked myself with my joy toy from my dear husband.

My hips bucked wildly at my hand as I pumped the fake dick into me. ” Yes, yes! I’m cumming!  Oh-h-h-oh, yes! ” I groaned as I buried my face into my pillow to stifle my orgasmic out burst. I removed my vibrator and cupped my cunt with my hand as my back arched off the bed, then spasmed in sweet release.

I giggled softly as I lay there trying to catch my breath and composure. I got out of bed and retrieved a damp wash cloth from the bathroom. I wiped between my legs then cleaned ” Mr. Jolly” before putting it away. I slipped my nightie back on then fell into a peaceful sleep.