There are things in life we can change and there are things we wish we could change. My wife and I have been married for almost seventeen years when we experienced an amazing change.
My name is Stan and my wife’s name is Sara. I am the manager of a local equipment rental store that is part of a national chain. Due to the amount of equipment I work with I’m a pretty fit individual. At the end of the work day, I’ve done enough lifting of equipment parts to equal several days of work outs at a gym. I’m five feet ten inches and weigh about two hundred twenty five pounds. I keep my hair cut short so it doesn’t get in the way as I work plus shorter hair is easier to keep. All in all I’m in pretty good shape.
My wife Sara works at the local salon creating hair fashions the locals bring to her from various magazines. She creates just about any style and stays booked for weeks in advance. Sara is about five foot six inches and weighs about one hundred and twenty pounds, give or take a pound or two. She keeps a tan courtesy of the tanning bed at the salon and she stays in shape by going to the gym across town every day. Her hair is black and in a ‘pixie cut’ as she calls it. I’d say it’s just like Kaley Cuoco, the star on the TV show “Big Bang Theory.” Now that I think about it, she looks identical to her except with black hair.
Like I said, we’ve been married for almost seventeen years and our sex life has been phenomenal. We have sex at least four or five times a week and we are open to new toys and positions. After all these years, we like to keep things hot and interesting in the bedroom. We talk about bringing in someone to enhance things more but that’s about as far as we get and we end up humping like rabbits for hours.
Monday evening, after a very hard day at work for both of us, we were sitting in the TV room talking and the topic of a provocative photo shoot came up. Seems that Sara had a few of the ladies’ hair styles done in order for them to attend a private photo shoot. These ladies told my wife they were doing it for their husbands and the thrill they got from posing in various stages of nude. When my wife told me that, I perked up and encouraged her to attend as well. Sara is not one to be modest or shaken by giving a free look every once in a while so she welcomed my approval. This talk led to some of the best sex ever later that night. I’m sure it was due to the fact that she agreed to get some nudies taken for me.
Tuesday flew by and just before I closed up shop, Sara called and said she had booked an appointment later that day for her shoot. She asked if I would take her and stay while she had her pics made then we could go home and have wild sex. Needless to say, I agreed.
I drove like a madman home so I could shower and be ready to leave when she got home. When she walked in, her hair was fixed as was her makeup. She had spent the last part of her day working on both. “I have to change, get a few outfits, then we have to go. I have to be there in thirty minutes and his location is north of town” Sara said as she rushed past me towards our bedroom. After some shuffling sounds from the bedroom, Sara headed towards the front door, “Are you going to take me?”