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Glamour Shots, Chapter 18

Date: 1/28/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: stormdog100, Rating: 29, Source: LushStories

think he’s one of those. He’s a professional photographer, and pretty successful, I gather.” “Yeah – and your wife says he’s good looking, and he makes her laugh, and she’s so comfortable around him that she strips. Nude, Dave. This is Allison, my friend, your sweet, innocent wife, taking her clothes off for a guy she’s known for what, maybe a couple of hours? Alli? There’s something weird about that, is all I’m saying.” I frowned. “You know, as my best buddy it’s your job to reassure me, not totally freak me out! I mean, damn, Rob…” “Oh. Well then forget I said anything! I mean, I’m probably just paranoid, but with such a young, gorgeous wife, and some sneaky, good-looking photographer with a smooth line…” “Rob, stop! Jesus!” He really was starting to get to me. Alli and I love each other too much; we’re too good together for anything like what he was talking about. I felt very sure of that. That kind of thing only happens to other people! “I’m just not going to worry about that, Rob. Alli is my life, and she knows that; I trust her with my life, my heart…I’d trust her with anything.” He looked at me for a moment, his eyes searching my face, and I could see his concern and love for me and Alli in his eyes. He shrugged. “Nobody knows her like you do – and nobody knows you the way she does. I’m sure you’re right, and I’m just being an old fool.” “Yeah, well…” It was one of those tender, touching moments that are far too awkward for male friends to talk about out loud, so we ... didn’t. I turned back to the grill. “Hey, buddy, I think these brats you brought are about done; shall we take them in and dine with our pretty ladies?” He laughed. “Yah, you betcha! - that’s my Wisconsin-style bratwurst talk; pretty good, right?” I chuckled, the tension broken. “Yah, you betcha! How ‘bout dem Packers, hey?” “Yeah, that sucks, Dave – don’t give up your day job. Grab your wieners before you embarrass yourself any further.” I moved to take them off the grill and put them on the plate I’d heated for the purpose, and we headed in, laughing. We were chuckling still as we went in the door, whereupon Sherry wailed, “Robert, we need to buy a hot tub!” That turned our chuckles into laughs, just at the degree of horniness in her voice! There was little doubt about what had spurred her request. Rob just nodded calmly. “Yes, dear, I’ll get on that first thing in the morning. Now, who’s ready to eat?” As we sat down to eat, she continued to press him to get a hot tub. When she began to realize that she was making no headway, she turned to us. “Well then, you guys get one! But you have to invite us to all of your parties – and Michael too, of course.” Rob nodded, grinning between bites of his brat. “Very subtle, baby, nicely done. Nobody will ever figure out that you might just have ulterior motives…” I smiled at her. “Can we invite Marci, too? Her and Michael seem to come as a set, you see. Seriously, Sherry, we don’t have that kind of privacy in our back yard, not like ...