“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 the internet?”
“I have no idea but I paid cash so he won’t know your name.”
“My hero, maybe we should think about posting some of them on the internet ourselves?” I asked.
“Maybe, I’m sure that there’s a way that we can do it anonymously, I’ll talk to one of the tech guys at work, get some advice?”
“Let’s get settled first but I’m assuming that you want the special album and the big, framed photos sorted quickly.”
“Sure do, when are you going to invite some of your mates round?”
“I don’t know, lets get the album and the frames on the walls first.”
We didn’t sort the album nor hung the frames when we got home, we had other things on our mind at that time.
That night after Dylan had fucked me doggy style I used my mouth to bring his cock back to life before we went to sleep the same way as the previous nights.
*****
Day 3
We didn’t have to think about when to invite any of Dylan’s mates round because the next morning Tom. Dylan’s best man and a work colleague, rang the doorbell. Of course, we didn’t know who it was at the time and Dylan thought that it might be the postman and he urged me to answer the door, as I was, totally naked.
As I went to the door I imagined the postman seeing me naked, and I started tingling.
“Oh my gawd,” I gasped, “Tom, shut your eyes, I wasn’t expecting it to be you.”
“I can see that Esther, but don’t go getting all shy on me, I’m pleased to see that your honeymoon has knocked some of that shyness out of you.”
My hands had gone to my pussy and tits but when Dylan appeared behind me Dylan said,
“It’s okay Esther, I’m sure that Tom won’t mind you being naked, relax and enjoy Tom looking at you, I know that you are enjoying it aren’t you?”
It was then that I realised that my nipples and clit were rock hard, that my pussy had suddenly got quite wet and the aforementioned parts of me were tingling stronger than before I opened the door. Dylan was right so I dropped my hands to my sides.
“She’s quite a beauty when you get under all those old fashioned clothes that she used to wear isn’t she Tom? Give Tom a twirl, let him see that cute little bubbly butt of yours as well Esther.”
I did, and have to say that my smile was telling both guys that I was enjoying the experience.
“Well Dylan,” Tom said, “I was going to apologise for coming here unannounced but seeing Esther like that I’m definitely not sorry, you’re one hell of a lucky man Dylan Hargreaves.”
“Yes, I know that I am, and wait until you see the wedding photos.”
“You’ve got them already?”
“No, I meant to say the honeymoon photo album but we haven’t put that together yet either, but you can look at all the photos that we took, I can send them from my phone to the big TV. Esther, could you get 3 beers from the fridge, I’m assuming that you want to be with us when we have our first showing of the photos.”
It was a very nervous, excited and naked me that carried 3 bottles of beer into the lounge and after handing them round I sat next to Dylan as he started casting the photos to the big TV screen. The first ones were from that first day on the beach when we went to the end of the beach and I did some posing for Dylan.
“Cute bikini bottoms Esther, are those the ones that Dylan bought you?” Tom asked.
“Yes, you’ve met my mother so you can’t possibly think that I owned something like that before the wedding.”
“Err no, she is a bit err ….”
“Yes she is.” I replied, “It’s good to have escaped, I didn’t realise how bad my life was until we went on our honeymoon.”
By that time the slide show had progressed to a photo that Dylan took of me spread eagle on my back with him stood just beyond my feet.
“Oh my gawd,” I said, “I didn’t realise that you’d be able to see EVERY little detail.”
“Yes honey, my phone is a top of the range with a very high-res camera and we can tell that you were loving every second of it.”
I could see that my spread pussy was very wet with a bubble of my juices at my entrance. I felt my face heat up and I was embarrassed but Dylan just continued with the slide show.
I cooled down and the embarrassment went away even though quite a lot of the photos showed me with my legs spread wide and my pussy on display for Dylan’s phone. I was actually pleased that Dylan’s phone is a top of the range with a very high resolution camera.
By the time the slide show ended I was tingling, quite horny and actually very proud of my body. I wanted to jump on Dylan and have a good fuck but Tom was there and my inhibitions hadn’t totally disappeared.
I stayed sat next to Dylan, holding his hand, as we talked about the parts of the wedding reception that Dylan and I didn’t see because we had to dash off to the airport. Apparently my mother had got a little upset when some of Dylan’s friend had got a little drunk and started making out with the girls that they had brought as their plus-ones.
Tom confessed that he’d started making out with Lucy, his girlfriend and my mother had seen them with Tom’s hand up her dress. Apparently my mother had thrown a wobbler and called them sinners and Lucy a whore. Thankfully Lucy had had a few by then and just laughed at my mother and spread her legs a bit wider to give Tom’s hand better access.
After we all laughed at that Tom invited Dylan and I to a party that he was having in a couple of weeks which reminded Dylan that he, we, had to go to a BBQ the coming weekend, his boss’s annual summer get together for his staff.
I had a quick think about what I could wear to that BBQ. I wanted to impress but not look like a slut. I decided to talk to Dylan about it later.
Whilst Dylan and Tom were talking about ‘men’s things’ I thought about me sitting there totally naked. My nipples were still rock hard and tingling like hell, and so was my clit. I’d somehow kept my knees together, something that I’d fought to avoid doing for over 2 weeks, but my pussy was just as wet as it looked in some of the photos.
I was actually very proud of myself being able to sit there totally naked in front of Tom, the first of Tom’s friends to see me naked.
It’s not a nice thing to think, but I was pleased when Tom left, I’d so wanted to get Dylan alone so that I could fuck his brains out and get the relief that I so needed.
As he left, Tom said that he’d be sure to phone before he turned up the next time but Dylan replied,