4 comments/ 32111 views/ 3 favorites Peeks By: magmaman Jill can probably be best described as a normal looking woman. She is 5'6", 135 pounds, round where being round looks good and nice and snug where it counts. She wears a 34C cup bra and the only reason I know that is because she sent me to the store one day to buy her one. We were dressing to go out and she had a zipper fail, being handy with sewing she was in the process of fixing it when she realized none of her bras fit the top of the outfit. Usually she would just wear this particular dress without one if we went to dinner, but it was a party we were going to with my co-workers and all of that so I got elected to go get an undergarment. The store was just a mile away, I went with reluctance, since she was sitting there over the floor heater with nothing on but her panties. The heat flowing up over her caused her nipples to flatten out and expand, I was staring at her getting a nice boner going when she looked up at me. "What?" She asked, with a knowing grin. "Uhhh...." I managed to answer. "Just tell Janet it's strapless, she will know what I want!" She called out as I finally headed for the car. That would have worked if Janet had been there, but she wasn't. Instead I got a clerk that was maybe 19 and she had a shit eating grin on her face when she came over, I was looking at the maze of different types of bras in total confusion. The gal helped me pick one out as I stood there looking stupid with my face red, I wasn't real sure about the one she handed me but the girl told me it should work. I missed the inch or so of padding in it, though. "Oh, good grief!" I heard Jill say from the bedroom, then she walked out. "Wow!" I said. She suddenly looked like she had a set of jugs on her that were something else. "Maybe I better just put something else on, this is too much." She said, looking at herself sideways in the mirror. "Nobody knows you there, it will be all right." Hell, I knew that that wasn't all Jill under there but I wanted to reach out and grab them anyway. Yea, I know. That sounds silly, but still. I will say Jill was a hit at the party, and she seemed to be enjoying herself. Several of the men there made a special point of coming over to talk to her, Jill wasn't used to that really. I didn't mind, my little gal was totally faithful, and I can say I kept things the same. Then my boss Bill got up and made some announcements, one of which was that I was to be promoted to department head. There was lots of applause, and I was tickled. I had it in my mind that I might get the nod but a person can never be sure of those things. It meant some nice perks, responsibility, and a big chunk of cash with some bonuses if all went well. As the company party wore down, I found Jill over by the open bar sipping on a drink of some kind. That was a surprise, Jill seldom drank anything more than perhaps a glass of wine with dinner. She was chatting with two of my co-workers, both of who were now my underlings. They had that lean in attitude I had seen before at college parties, guys on the make. "Ready to head out, hon?" I asked her as I walked up. "Hi, honey. Yep, any time you are." She didn't sound the least bit tipsy. I told the guys good evening, feeling a twinge of pride since they looked mildly crestfallen as I led Jill away. "You sure were a hit tonight, hon." I told her. "It must be that new bait you got for me." Jill giggled. Nothing more was said about it, when I slipped into bed with her that evening she turned to me and it was obvious that she was in the mood. Which was fine with me, I was in the mood, too. Later on, she was cuddled up tightly to me, and she asked me if I thought her boobies as she called them were too small. The truth of course is she is close to perfect and I told her exactly that. "OK. I guess I won't go buy some great big ones with some of that pile of money you are going to make." She giggled. "But everyone sure looked at them all night long." she said with a small sigh. "I noticed that, but still you better not, I have plans on a new boat." She laughed at me and we went to sleep. She was still right there in my arms the next morning, protesting in her sleep as I disengaged to go use the bathroom. Everything went right back to normal, the only reason I even mention that evening is because I realized after nearly 10 years of being with Jill that she really got warmed right up from being noticed. It was something I had never seen in her before. Well, perhaps better is that I never actually thought about it. There was another time at an outdoor barbeque when she had on a pair of white shorts that seemed to hang on her hips, Jill has an ass to die for and those sure showed it off. The guys around made some crude comments which I passed off as beer talk but later Jill reacted just like this time, hot and horny. It was about six months later, the weather had turned warm in late Summer, one of those days that there is no point in being inside. Jill got a call at about 11 asking us to come over to Dave and Sara's house, they were having some people over and planned on cooking some meat and relaxing. Those were fun times, we often went over there, usually there would be three or four couples. Nothing fancy, just a few beers and a salad and someone would burn some meat beyond recognition on the grill. Jill usually wore snug white shorts, a pair that is more conservative than that one set she has, plus a halter top. When she came out she had on a halter but the shorts were gray with big baggy medium length legs. I guess she saw my puzzled look, so she told me that her pubic hair was growing back in and one of them had ingrown and was sore. I had noticed she was letting it grow back, after we had one of our little fun experiments. I had lathered her up and carefully shaved her, that was a crazy fun time. Then I realized quickly that I liked her with a full bush instead. It's so soft and curly, somehow it just looks feminine. One thing I might mention about Jill is that shaving her is quite a chore. She is blessed with much larger than normal lips, to get to the hairs I actually needed to hold them over out of the way to keep from nicking her. By the time I was done I sure didn't need any lather, Jill just produced her own. "Let me see." I grinned at her, getting a fake swipe at my arm in reply. "That damned zit is just too sore for those shorts, I would be miserable." She said. "Do I look all right?" "You look just fine, hon." We headed for the car, I forgot all about it. Another hobby we have is taking photos, I am never very far from a camera. This day was no exception, when Dave got tipsy and started acting up I went out to the car and got mine. Our friend Dave is funny as hell, we all knew he had even done a stint as a standup comedian in college to help pay his way. So I was snapping pics as he was making faces and carrying on clicking off rather risque one liners. I did notice one younger man was sitting on the lawn on a blanket talking to Jill and another woman named Patty I had just met, but I never paid much attention to him. The two women were laying on lawn chairs drinking some kind of juice. I took a couple of snapshots of Jill, making sure I got Patty in the photo since she had the straps on her halter top undone and there was quite an expanse of white showing below her normal tan lines. She looked very sexy sitting like that, I couldn't help myself. I was waiting for the top to slip another inch, maybe get myself a nipple shot but Patty kept things under control, barely. That was fun and I felt myself getting a partial woody going. Jill looked my way with a snicker, she knew damn good and well what I was up to, but she doesn't have a jealous bone in her body. I just grinned and kept snapping away, moving around to get different angles. Finally it was starting to cool off so we moved inside, by around 8 PM everyone started to drift away. I gave Sara a hug, Dave gave Jill one and we got in the car and went home. Just a normal weekend afternoon, all there was to it, I never gave it a second thought. About a week later I happened to think of the roll of film, so I dropped it off at the one hour place, telling them I would pick them up that evening. I pulled up to get the photos, the kid behind the counter handed the packet to me with a big grin on his face. "Great photos, dude!" He smirked. I blinked at that, then remembering the ones I got of Patty showing a lot of tit I paid him and headed on home. I threw the packet on the coffee table and hollered out for Jill. She came out of the laundry room and gave me a hug, then I sat down to read my paper. She picked up the photos and started through them. "OH MY GOD!!" She said suddenly. I looked at her, she had a look of shock on her face. "What's wrong?" I asked. "I didn't realize." She answered. "Didn't realize what?" I asked again, completely confused. "Here." She handed me the photos. I took them and started through the stack. They were just pictures of Dave, a few of Sara, several of them were of Patty and Jill sitting on the lawn chairs. Then it hit me. Jill was sitting facing directly at me, my back was to the late afternoon Sun. Her body was turned slightly to the right as she said something to Patty, she had one foot planted on each side of the lawn chair. Her nearly hairless pussy was clear as a bell, showing slightly dark from the new growth of hair, it looked like a spotlight was being shown right up her baggy pants leg! The one photo wasn't too bad, she had just started to turn and the edge of the shorts were partly in the way. In the second photo she had turned even more, her knee swing out to the right. It was from less than a half dozen feet away, Jill had no secrets in that photo at all. It actually looked like she was deliberately posing, the kind of stuff one might see on some internet web sites. The rest were actually centered on Patty's nice white cleavage, in the lower corner was Jill's beaver, plain as day. How I hadn't noticed is beyond me. A couple of them showed the back of the young fellow's head, where he was looking was obvious. "You didn't tell me!" She accused. "I didn't even realize myself until just now." I protested. "Where the hell was your underwear?" "How will I ever be able to show my face over there again?" Jill wailed. "Oh, honey, I doubt anybody even noticed." I told her. "That one guy, Harvey. The one that sat on the blanket right in front of us nearly all day? I bet he did." I thought for a moment. Harvey and Sammy, he was about 30 and she was a dark haired tiny little thing. He had been pretty quiet, I had only met them one time before. "Well, I wouldn't worry too much about it, it was just an accident. Hey, you didn't tell me, why weren't you wearing panties?" "They were too tight and the elastic hit that sore spot, so I put on the baggy shorts instead. I am so sorry." "Why be sorry, you have a nice looking beaver, besides, the kid at the photo shop must have loved it." I tried to make a joke about it. "Oh my GOD!" Jill jumped up and ran into the bedroom. Oh, man. I put the photos away and followed her, after taking another look at them. Jill was letting everything show, that much was for sure. That one neat feature of her body that I always loved was her prominent lips, they showed clearly even when she did have her full curly bush, without it she was spectacular. I thought about it for a few minutes, then realized I had that familiar tingling in my groin. "There is nothing to worry or be ashamed of, honey. The worst that could have happened is you gave Harvey or that kid at the photo place some jollies." "But I don't know how many saw me!" She said. "Hell, it doesn't matter. Besides, you are beautiful, I don't mind. It's no big deal." "Really? You aren't upset?" "Why would I be upset? Looking doesn't hurt anything at all." I lay down and hugged her. She cuddled up tightly to me like she does so often, then her hand reached down to feel me. "You are turned on!" She said, acting surprised. "No, I'm not." I lied. "You are too, your dick is hard as a rock!" "Well, yea, I just got a neat look at the prettiest pussy in the whole wide world!" I teased. "So you liked that, did you?" "Yea, I guess I sorta did." "Just..sort of? How would you like it if I showed everyone my boobies?" She grinned, she was sitting straddling me now. She reached down and lifted her top almost enough, I reached for her with a groan. "I would love it, as long as I get to play with them." I teased her some more. Then I ran my hands up under her top and stroked her breasts. Her nipples were like little needles. In short order we were both naked, she was on top and her hips were working furiously, then her head went back in orgasm. It was way easier than normal, I realized, as I kept on going to reach my own. She moaned as she let go again just as my seed poured loose inside her. After that we began some little games, they were fun. Jill would look around to be sure no one was watching, then she would jerk her top up and I would try to catch her with my camera. Most of the time I would miss the shot, but once I caught her getting out of the shower although she got her hands into strategic position barely in time. Then I chased her down the hallway snapping shots of her bare behind before she slammed the door in my face with a giggle. Another time she was wearing those same baggy shorts at a party, I thought I knew what she was going to do when she started looking around, so I was ready and caught her cold holding the pants leg out. Her bush was now grown back in but still I could easily make out her lips in the shot. It was the best one I got out of perhaps 100 of them, the kid at the photo shop did that same shit eating grin again as he handed me the packet. I realized he was onto what was going on when he told me he liked the one in the shower best of all, and then told me to keep trying. I just laughed, that was funny. That all progressed to Jill wearing some rather short skirts, they weren't outrageous but still they were on the short side. I knew damn good and well she had no panties on, no bra either. At first it was around the house, then one day she wore one of those outfits to the store. I caught her that day in the store when she bent over to check out some big cereal bags on the bottom shelf. She never bought any of those and I knew that so I was ready. I was getting good at pointing the lens and shooting without lifting it up to my face, I was just shooting from the hip, so to speak. Our bedroom sessions got better and better, things like that got Jill going and it fussed me up too. Once we pulled over and made love in the car under a tree, the Sun had barely gone down. Anybody could have walked by, but no one did. That didn't matter, for some reason the risk just set us both off. Just silly stuff, it was fun. We had a trip planned, to Reno. I was making pretty good money by now, so we decided to go waste some and have fun. I noticed Jill packed several of her little outfits, she had one tiny yellow sun dress that she wore from time to time around the house. She had never been outside in that, though, it was way shorter than anything she owned and rather see through. I called it her hooker dress, which always got me whopped in the shoulder. It had thin straps over the shoulders, it seemed to just hang there from her breasts. It was translucent enough that I could barely make out the dark circles of her nipples through it. The bottom part was mildly snug, as long as she was standing up it was OK but when she sat down she had to put her hands in her lap. Or keep her legs planted firmly together. I doubted she would wear that outside but I was looking forward to seeing her in it in our room. We caught the late flight out after work on Friday, the limo picked us up at the airport. The hotel was right on the strip but there was so much to do at the hotel that we figured we probably would have little need to go outside. Jill had on a white blouse and one of her hip hugger skirts, she looked cute. I did notice the limo driver came around and opened the door for us, Jill slid out and coyly held the hem of her dress down as she did. But she did have to swing her leg out and they parted momentarily as she did. I saw the driver's eyes go down to between her legs, I knew he got a glimpse. In the elevator I nudged her. "You should have let the driver have a peek, it would have saved me needing to tip him." I grinned. Jill just laughed and told me I was cheap. We got to our room, I gave the bellboy a few bucks and he left, telling us to enjoy our stay. I started to open my mouth to make another wisecrack but Jill told me she wasn't going to flash the bellboy, either. The bed was enormous, I flopped out onto it. Jill changed into another outfit that actually looked like it covered about the same except it was all a one piece soft blue. She came out and hopped on the bed with me. "Want to break this in?" I asked her. "No, I want to go spend some money, come on!" She tugged at me so I got up and we went back downstairs. In the elevator, I reached down and stroked her fanny, yep, bare as it could be. I knew she had had on a pair of frilly panties on the plane, so I realized she was feeling naughty. But I didn't think the little blue dress she had on now would be any problem, it had one of those wrinkled elastic bodices and the hem came halfway down her thighs. "Might as well have fun!" She grinned at me. We walked across the lobby, then at the top of the escalator it hit her and she hesitated. "I didn't think about this part." She said. "Want to take the stairs?" I asked. "That won't be any easier. Or any better. Here, you stand in front of me." "No way, if I do I am going to run to the bottom so I can watch you come down." I laughed. "Brat!" Then she just stepped on the escalator and down we went. I swear, I don't think a single person noticed. In short order Jill was perched on a stool in front of a $1 machine, hitting the button and watching it come up with nothing. She had her purse firmly planted in her lap, too, I grinned at that. Wandering over to a nearby machine I fed it, too. They were hungry and the whole night went like that, we lost a few hundred bucks. Then we went back up to the room. There was a solid stream of people going up and down now, Jill just stepped on and up we went. I glanced back as one man went by headed down, he turned and looked back just as I looked at him. He grinned and held one thumb up. "That guy just got a good look at your bare ass." I whispered to her. "Oh, well." She grinned at me. We went on up to our room and spent the rest of the night testing the bed. It was nearly 10 AM when we woke up, and already getting hot outside. Jill and I got dressed and went out, looking at all the lights and noises, people were everywhere. This time she put on a halter top and a denim skirt, it was pretty snug. There was a tiny little store right across the street from the casino, Jill got honked at as we crossed in front of some cars, she giggled at that. I bought her a candy bar which she happily munched, then we found a bench and sat down to watch all the people. There were quite a few women dressed a lot like Jill heading back and forth between the different clubs, Jill would poke me once in awhile to get my attention when one particularly naughty looking walked by. "Do you think some of them are hookers?" She asked me when one woman went by wearing a very sheer top that displayed her lacy black bra. "No, not in the middle of the day, I don't think. Maybe some of them are looking for some cute guy with money, though, who knows." Peeks Than I got up to take some pictures with Jill in them. I took one with her standing in front of the arches, several in front of the different clubs. I did notice that a couple of the places I had heard of were closed, part of the poor economy I guess. I had wanted to go see Fitzgerald's but it was one of those shut down. Instead we took a shortcut down one side street that was little more than an alley, one doorway had a tiny sign and we heard music so we went in. We turned around and went right back out when we saw the woman up on a stage, she didn't have a stitch on I don't think. I knew they went fully nude back in Portland but I didn't know Reno had clubs like that, too. I never got to find out for sure because Jill tugged on my arm before my eyes could really adjust. "Hey!" I protested. "You are going to look at me, not some naked bimbo." She said. "Why don't you go up there and do a guest spot, maybe you could get enough tips to get our money back." I grinned as she hauled me back down the alley. "I will give you a tip." She said, laughing at me. I got some more photos in front of our own hotel, Jill looked around furtively to make sure no one was looking and then flipped her skirt up. I got her cold with that one. "Want to come up to my room little girl? I have Chocolate." I whispered in her ear. "Only if you promise to not develop that last snapshot, you will give that kid back home a heart attack." She giggled. I grinned, I knew damn good and well that I was going to do exactly that. Back inside, I made it a few steps before I realized Jill wasn't beside me, I looked back and she was putting money in a 10 cent machine. I walked back to her. "These machines close to the door never pay off, they are just here to attract and milk the low dollar bettors." I said, demonstrating my vast knowledge of how the gaming business worked. Just then she pushed the button and bells went off, she had won $600.00, four rows of Lions came up with some other funny looking things. "Oh, good grief." I said. She pushed the button again and got three bonus thingies, the silly machine started spinning all by itself. It racked up another $300.00 before it finally stopped. Jill was jumping up and down all excited, I was beginning to think she was going to bounce her boobies right out of her dress. I stepped back and got several snapshots, she didn't even notice. She pushed the collect button and we went to cash the ticket out. In the elevator she made me quit messing with her, telling me they had security cameras everywhere. I looked around but I didn't see any as she stuffed her tit back into her top. Back at our room, I talked her into going out in the hallways with nothing on so I could get some snapshots of that. She finally did, making sure to look both ways, then she darted out while I snapped the shot. But just as she got outside two men came around the corner and Jill barely made it back inside in time, they got a glimpse of her naked behind. One of the men looked at me, then the camera and grinned. I just grinned back, blushing. I realized he knew what we were doing. But that put an end to Jill going out in the hallway, no amount of coaxing would get her to try that again. We ended up spending a long time soaking in the hot tub in our room, then we went to bed. I was pretty well drained but Jill wasn't so I just licked her into total submission before we finally snuggled up and slept. The next day we woke up to it getting hot again, Jill was digging through her outfits wearing just a thong when on impulse I told her to wear the yellow one. She looked at me, picked it up and looked back at me again. "Are you sure? This thing is thin...and short." She held it out at arm's length. "Oh, what the heck. Nobody knows us here." I grinned at her. "You are getting to be such a pervert! Well, you asked for it." She dropped it over her head, looked at herself in the mirror. "This thong really shows right through it, doesn't it?" she asked. "Yep, sure does!" I grinned. Jill reached under and slid the thong down off her hips, stepped out of them. Then she looked at herself in the mirror. That surprised me a little, Jill had never worn that tiny little outfit outside of our house. It was no more than 3 inches below her beaver and really on the thin side. The dark shadow of her pubic hair was plain as day. "I think I need to shave to wear it this way." She said, turning back and forth. "Oh, it looks just fine honey." I grinned at her. "You asked for it!" She said again, taking my arm. Downstairs, she found a penny machine that had some fishing game on it, if you hit the bonus then you had to try and catch the biggest fish. I thought that was dumb so I went on down the row and found a $1 machine, telling her all those penny machines were a ripoff. "Besides, you have to bet all the rows at once and that's $4.00 each time." I called over to her. "Well, you are betting that thing and it's three coins, that's $15.00 each time!" She laughed. I looked again at my machine, saw she was right. Hell, I thought it was a dollar machine. No wonder it was taking my money so fast. The cute little sounds it made were nice though. I pushed the button and hit some bars, that was better but not much. Just then Jill started jumping up and down, I looked over and she had the fishing bonus. Each time she jumped up her bare behind came into view. "Hey, you might want to quit jumping out of your outfit." I called out to her. She stopped and tugged on the hem of her dress with no effect. I pushed the button, got my slip and went down to watch. First she caught a cartoon fish, it gave her another bait and she did it again, until she had all 5 of them. That moved her over to the big pond, the first push got the big one and a screen popped up saying she had "limited out." Whatever the hell that meant. I found out when the attendant brought Jill $2500 and had her sign a tax slip. Then she went back to playing the thing, I finally got her peeled away from it after she had lost about $500 of her winnings. We went and had breakfast, the waiter was a young fellow that was so attentive I thought he was going to join us. I didn't realize why until I got up to use the bathroom and on the way back I saw that Jill didn't have her legs all the way together. She was so excited and animated about winning on the machine that she had gotten careless. She did realize when I snapped a photo, she looked down and put her legs back together, calling me a brat with a grin. Then she wanted to go back and play that silly fishing game some more but I talked her into going outside to look around. We wandered along looking in the windows, there seemed to be a lot of pawn shops. Some of them had just about everything a person could possibly want. I bought a pair of big binoculars for $15. "What are you going to do with those?" Jill asked me. "Oh, I just always wanted a pair." I told her, thinking of maybe catching some action out the window of our room. I had seen that we faced another hotel with many lit windows and I wanted to check that out. Jill didn't seem to catch on to that. We found a bench and sat down to rest. Jill had her purse sitting on her lap. Just then a couple of young guys came wandering down the street, on impulse I asked them to take our photo. The one man said sure and snapped several shots. I thanked him, they went on down the street. "What was that all about?" Jill asked. "Oh, I just don't have very many of us together." I told her innocently. She didn't say anything, a few minutes later I asked another guy to snap some shots of us standing in front of the arches. He took several shots, I thanked him and we wandered on down the street. We went inside one club that had a big fountain, we sat down in front of it. A man about 50 or so was coming up the walkway. He saw us and smiled, I glanced down and Jill had her purse sitting beside her. "Want to see if he will take a pic?" I asked her. Jill sat there coyly, she kept her legs together but I knew that anyone standing in front of her could see enough to at least be sure there was nothing but Jill under her skirt. The guy took the camera and snapped several shots, he was taking his sweet time, too. First he would aim it, then he moved over and aimed again. Finally he had a half dozen done, he took a last long look at Jill as he left. "We need to go back to the room." Jill whispered in my ear. We lost no time getting there. The next afternoon there were quite a few looks as we waited in line at the airport for our flight back home. Jill's face was flushed, the T-shirt and shorts didn't do a lot to hide the fact that she was swinging freely underneath the top and the shorts were that tiny set that came to an inch above her clit. The wide belt she had on did help to keep it up but she just looked nasty standing there. The male flight attendent made lots of stops to check to see if we needed anything, finally Jill leaned back and slept with her head against the window. Back home we settled into our usual routine, I remembered the roll of film finally and dropped it off on the way to work. "Wow, Dude! Who took those pictures, you guys had fun I bet!" The kid smirked as he handed me the packet. I just grinned back and paid him, in the car I opened the package and took a look. Most were just shots of us around town, a few where I had tried to catch Jill showing something without a lot of success. Then I saw the pictures by the fountain. All of them were just us sitting there with big smiles, but one showed where Jill had dropped her left leg off to the side and her big fat pussy lips showed clearly in the shot. I hadn't even realized, probably more intent on making sure the guy didn't take off with my camera. For some reason that one picture just seemed to be...too much? I wasn't completely sure why except it didn't look accidental or even the teasing types where usually Jill managed to get barely covered up just in time. Jill grabbed the photos the second I walked in the door. She fanned through them, then came in and sat beside me. "Too much, huh?" I asked, I knew we were reading each other's minds. "Yes, pretty blatant, I am sorry." "Don't be, nobody will ever see it." "Except for the guy at the photo shop, and the guy who took the picture." "They don't matter, but we can cool it if you want." I told her. "Probably a good idea, what the heck, it was fun though." She grinned at me. We ended up making sweet love, the kind that is slow and sweet that long time married couples do. Jill went back to dressing normally, just teasing me from time to time around the house. We were done with the silly displays in public. A few months later we were at a business party, just a gathering of staff and a few special clients. One of the clients had managed to hit the open bar a bit too much and he was following Jill around. A couple of times he went a bit far with the touching, she slipped away from him but finally I got pissed off. "You might want to cool it a little with my wife, bud." I told him, cornering him a few feet away from everyone. "What's the big deal...BUD?" He retorted. "I know you guys are swingers." "What are you talking about?" I asked him. "I saw the pictures, what's the matter? I ain't good enough?" He had a scowl on his face now and was getting louder. "I don't know what you are talking about." I said, starting to get pissed off. "On the website, the bitch is sitting there with her cunt wide open!" That's when I hit him. Several others stepped in and got it stopped before it turned into a brawl, the guy was drunk but bigger than me. Jill and I left shortly afterwards, I had a sinking feeling. "What was that all about?" She asked me. "Just a rude drunk." I answered. Back at our house, I turned on our computer and started hunting. After several hours with no success, I clicked opened up a free site that mentioned "Hot wives". Halfway down a list of thumbnails I spotted a photo of Jill. I clicked on that and there they were, all of the photos I had taken of Jill in various stages of undress, several included me in the shot with a silly grin on my face. The worst one was taken in Reno, Jill and I sitting side by side, several people in the background. Jill had on that almost see through outfit, her legs splayed obscenely wide. There were no secrets now. There was only one possible answer, it had to be the kid at the one hour photo shop. I did everything I could to hack in to delete the photos with no success. Jill had already gone to bed, she slept soundly so I slid in beside her and tossed and turned all night. The next morning I was waiting at the photo shop when the kid arrived. "Hey dude! Got more cool pictures?" He reached out to unlock the door. "The password." I said. "Password? What password?" "To the website, my wife's photos are coming down." He flushed, tried to deny it but I reached out and pulled him towards me. "All right, all right. I am sorry." He gave me the password, I went directly to my office, pulled up the website. I signed in, deleted all of the postings I could find of Jill and me. I had a feeling that it might not be enough. How many people had seen those, how many people that we knew? A few days later I found out. One of the guys from the shipping department came by and told me he had seen some photos of Jill and me. "I thought you should know, things like that can cause problems. Your gal is sure hot, though!" He grinned at me and left as I sat there with my face flushed. I told Jill that night, the pictures had obviously gotten way past the first website. I held her as she cried about that. "How can I ever show my face in public again?" She wailed. "I think it doesn't matter, there are thousands and thousands of women in photos just like that and much worse, I think most people will just find you beautiful." I told her. The truth is that most people that did know us just looked and snickered, then forgot about it. In time, we forgot about it ourselves. But every once in awhile, I slip over and open up some of the websites. It takes some hunting now, as they are deep into the archives, thousands more are posted daily of other women. We did destroy the copies we had, like that did any good at all. But after a few months, all of it blew over. Still, just about everyone we know knows about it. I did run into the man I popped one for his rude comments, he spotted me and came over. I expected trouble, and he seemed to be in the mood for some. "Your wife sure has a pretty fat looking pussy on her!" He told me, I could see he was ready for my reaction. "Why thank you, sir!" I told him. "I enjoy it very much." Then I turned and walked away, my wonderful wife Jill was over talking to some friends. I slid my arm around her waist and she beamed up at me as I lightly kissed her on the lips. Everything would be just fine. But remember, if you don't want anyone to see them, then don't take them.