“You’re so full of shit!”

“No man. Not at all.”

“I don’t believe you for a single second.”

The man chuckled. “I’m telling you the truth, Alex.”

“It just isn’t possible,” Alex said for the third time in less than five minutes. “I’ve known your wife for at least fifteen years. We met when my family moved and I changed schools. I sat next to her in biology class. I’ve known her a long time, and I don’t believe you.”

“Do you need to see the proof?”

Alex was surprised at the offer. He had known Blake since he married Amanda about eight years ago. “What do you offer as proof?”

Blake pulled out a laptop computer and patted the cover. “I have all of the photos on a flash drive. I can prove everything I’ve said.”

“Look, Blake,” Alex said as he ran his fingers through his hair. “You know that I’ve been in lust with your wife since the day I met her. I don’t think she knows it, you do. Are you offering to show me pictures of your wife to prove what you’ve been telling me?”

“That’s exactly what I’m saying,” Blake said as he nodded his head. “I don’t know anyone who would enjoy these pics more than you, but I’m not trying to be cruel. I caught your desire for her the first time I met you.”

“I honestly don’t know that I want to see them,” Blake muttered as he stared at the computer. “She’s been my fantasy for so many years.”

“Look, man. I know that’s the case, but Amanda doesn’t have to be a fantasy any longer. I have set this up very carefully, and I know what I’m doing.”

Alex studied Blake for a moment. “I guess I’m just taken aback by your desire to share your wife. To me, she is just the most perfect woman on the face of the earth. If I were married to Amanda, I would never consider sharing her.”

“I’m willing to share her with you,” Blake explained. “If you don’t want to do it, I’ll find someone else. I have a craving to see my wife having sex with another man. I didn’t say it was a rational thought, but it is a hunger I can’t shake. And now that I’ve found a way to do it, I’m anxious to get it going.”

“So, tell me again how you got to this point.”

“About two weeks ago, Amanda had just stepped out of the shower and was drying herself with a large brown towel. With her blonde hair and big brown eyes, she was just stunning. She looked like something I’d seen in Playboy magazine,” Blake explained. “That’s when I had the idea. I found my camera, came back into the bathroom and snapped a couple of pictures.”

“Amanda giggled,” Blake told Alex. “What are you doing? She wanted to know. I just had the sense that she relished the idea of me taking pictures of her naked.”

Alex sat quietly waiting to hear the rest of the story.

“I just kept taking picture after picture, and she was really warming up to it. She started to pose for me. At first, she covered up her tits and kept me from her pussy, but didn’t mind me taking pics of her ass. But after a while, she lowered the towel. When I asked her to squeeze her breasts, she got a twinkle in her eye and obliged my request. When I asked her to lick her nipples, Amanda started to get aroused. I was just glad that I was using a digital camera and didn’t have to stop to put in more film.”

“All of this happened in the bathroom?” Alex asked.

“Yes, up to that point we were in the bathroom,” Blake replied. “I don’t know that you’ve ever seen our bathroom, but it’s pretty roomy, and we have that walk-in shower with a glass wall. I had her get back in the shower and took more pictures from every angle.”

“She was enjoying this?”

“Enjoying it? Alex, she was totally turned on. I asked her to sit on the built-in seat and hold her boobs. When she did that, I asked her to spread her legs and show me her shaved pussy.”

“She agreed to that?” Alex asked.

“In a flash,” Blake confessed. “In fact, after she opened her legs and let me take a picture, she asked if I wanted her to play with herself.”

“Get out!” Alex almost shouted.

“Dude, I almost fell over I was so surprised. But, she didn’t hesitate. Amanda began rubbing her pussy before she slipped a finger inside, got it all wet and then ran it around her clit. I was just taking one picture after the other.”

“How long did she do it?”

“She did it until she reached an orgasm. I’m dead serious. The woman has never let me see her masturbate in all the years we’ve been married, but she sat right there in the shower and rubbed one out for me. I’ve got it all on film.”

“So, then you stopped taking pictures after Amanda got off?”

“I snapped a few more as she was coming down from the high. She was so fucking beautiful sitting there with her legs open and her nipples as hard as rocks. My cock was so hard it hurt.”

“Did you take her to bed for sex then?”

“Hell no!” Blake told his friend. “I just stood her up, turned her around and fucked her in the shower. I was too excited to wait another second.”

“She was good with that?”

“Amanda just went nuts. I’ve never known her to be so loud or to talk so much. She demanded that I fuck her harder!”

“You are not telling the truth!” Alex insisted.

“I swear to God, man. I’ve never heard her use the word ‘fuck’ before, but she shouted it.”

Alex sat still at Blake’s kitchen table and stared at his friend. “Prove it.”

Blake opened his laptop and turned it on. Once it was ready, he slipped in the thumb drive and turned it so that Alex could see the photos. “I’ve put them all into a PowerPoint presentation. Each picture will be on the screen for five seconds.”

Alex sat stone still as the photographs of his fantasy woman flashed before his eyes. He gasped out loud when he saw the pictures of Amanda fingering herself. When the presentation ended, Alex knew what Blake meant when he said his cock was so hard it hurt.

“Now tell me how I am entering this equation,” Alex demanded.

Closing the laptop, Blake set it aside and began telling Alex his story. “Our sex with the camera was so fantastic I wanted to do it again. The next day I started taking pictures of her in the kitchen. It ended with us having sex on this kitchen table.”

Alex looked at the table as if trying to envision their positions.

“The next night I had the camera ready when she came to bed wearing a baby doll nightie. When she started fingering herself, I gave her a vibrator I had bought that afternoon. Amanda fucked herself like crazy with the toy. Then after a while, she let me do it. That went on every night for about a week. Each night she got a little wilder, and I produced more toys. I thought she might balk when I handed her a butt plug, but she was happy to try it out.”

“Did she like it?”

“I guess she did,” Blake laughed. “We had our first anal sex two nights later.”

“Unbelievable,” was all that Alex could say. The woman of his dreams had turned into a real-life sex toy at age 31.

“I’m not going to lie to you, Alex. Our sex life before the camera was plenty normal. You know that Amanda is a beautiful woman, but her sexual interest was, to say the least, limited. Mostly I would be on top. Once in a while, she would get on top, but there just wasn’t anything beyond that. So you can just imagine my mind was blown when she was ready for anal sex.”

“And you think it was all from the camera.”

“It’s the only reason I can think of, buddy. Now when I bring out the camera, she starts going crazy.”

Alex thought a minute. “I remember she did some modeling for a photographer her freshman year in college. Maybe she acted that way with him.”

“I don’t care about the reason,” Blake said with a grin. “I just want to keep it going.”

“How am I going to help you with that?”

Blake got up and looked out the kitchen window to make sure Amanda hadn’t pulled into the driveway yet. Sitting back down, he spoke in a conspiratorial voice. “A couple of nights ago we were having some fun. Of course, I was taking pictures, and she was using one of the toys I’d given her. She was squirming around and talking about how she wanted me to fuck her. For some reason I can’t explain, I said that I’d like to see a cock in her mouth.”

“After what you’ve told me, that doesn’t sound too wild,” Alex said with a frown.

“Yeah, sure,” Blake replied. “But when she came after me, I told her that I wanted to see another man’s cock in her mouth. I told her I couldn’t get good pics of her sucking my dick.”

“What did she do?”

“When I realized what I’d said, I figured I was screwed. I was suggesting Amanda fuck another man and she would be furious. But she wasn’t. She just lay back against the headboard, gave me a funny look, and kept sliding that toy in and out of her pussy.”

“She didn’t say anything?”

“Not right away,” Blake said softly. “She just kept friggin’ herself and smiling. As Amanda got close to her orgasm, she asked if I would be upset if she gave a BJ to another man. I had to be careful about my answer because I didn’t want to admit that I had this secret craving to see her fucking another man. Finally, I just said that I thought it would be super-hot to film her giving head to another guy.”

“Amazing,” Alex gasped.

“Amanda thought about it for a while before she agreed it would be hot. She said it would be like making our own porn. I could tell that the more Amanda thought about it, the more she liked the idea and worked herself into a big orgasm. When she recovered, she wanted to see the pictures I’d taken. After she’d seen them all, she started sucking my cock and didn’t stop until I’d cum in her mouth.”

“I can’t imagine how good that must have been.”

“Well, guess what. Amanda had never done that to me before. Not Once! I don’t think she had even blown me enough to get me close to orgasm. It was an amazing thing.”

“Do you want me to take pictures of you and Amanda having sex? Is that why I’m here?”

“No, man! Come on! I want you to be the man Amanda blows. I’ll take the photos, and you get to enjoy the action.”

“Why me?” Alex asked.

“For one reason, I know that you’ve always had the hots for my wife. It’s never bothered me because what man in his right mind wouldn’t desire Amanda? We both know the woman could easily have been a centerfold for Playboy.”

“What’s the other reason?”

“I trust you, Alex. I trust you to keep it a secret. You wouldn’t be doing it for me. You’d be doing it for Amanda.”

“You got anything to drink?” Alex said. “This is all blowing my mind. I could use a stiff drink right now.”

Blake got up quickly and found a bottle of bourbon, holding it up he asked, “How do you want it?”

“A little ice and some water,” he replied. “But not much water.”

Alex was slowly drinking his bourbon and thinking about Blake’s proposition when the garage door opened, and Amanda came into the room carrying bags proving that she had been shopping. As she first saw Alex, Blake announced, “Look who’s stopped by for a visit.”

Amanda put her bags on the kitchen countertop and almost ran to Alex. “Alex, sweetie. How good to see you. It’s been much too long.” As Amanda spoke she hugged him, she crushed her large breasts against his chest. Without releasing him from the embrace, she asked her husband, “Why didn’t you call me to say Alex was here. I would have come home sooner.”