At Camera Club: Exhibitionist Hotwife Erotica

She enjoys showing off and making me proud. All the men turn up to grab shots of her.

A short erotica story of 3000 words.

EXTRACT:

The first time I went, I had no idea what to expect. My first impression was of a friendly group of people who knew each other well, a mixed group of men and women of all ages, but mostly men. They were eager to discuss camera equipment and editing software, and then a hush fell on the room as the arranged event took place.

I told my wife about it when I got home.

“That sounds like fun,” she said, putting me at ease because I’d had a great time but was concerned about what she’d think. “Can I come along in the future?”

Her eagerness to come along didn’t totally surprise me. I called the club chairman, who was delighted to hear she wanted to be involved. “It’s always good to find new blood,” were his exact words.

The next meeting came around soon after that, so we went together. The members were all very welcoming and made us feel comfortable from the start. We quickly learned that they had many years of experience between them, some being professional photographers while others were just hobbyists.

When it was almost time for the serious fun to begin, the chairman approached us. “May I whisk your good lady away for a couple of minutes?”

Of course, she doesn’t need my permission to do as she pleases, but it was nice the way the man showed some consideration; with us both being new to the group, I was a little nervous.

I didn’t see where she went, and a few minutes later, they both reappeared. But Dee was wearing only a toweling robe. I already knew there’d be nothing underneath, just as the four women all posed nude for our cameras last time; this week, it was only my wife.

Dee looked beautiful, her skin glistening under the lights of the room.