Ann: The Married Years Ch. 34

She responded with an expressive stare of her own; her naughty smile reflecting how she was feeling at that moment. Still, there was another introduction that needed to be made. Taking her son back, she nuzzled his cheek with her nose. "And this little guy is Owen."

"He's gorgeous," Janie replied.

"Baby... why don't you show Terrence how to use the camera? You're much better at explaining it than I am."

Neil laughed and said, "You look through the viewfinder, and press the button on top."

"It's a little more complicated than that," she groaned.

"He knows what he's doing, babe. You can tell by the way he's holding it."

Terrence nodded. "We have one very similar. Nice model, isn't it."

"We like it."

Neil moved next to his wife; Owen held in between as they posed for the camera. Terrence took several pictures, with Janie commenting at how incredible they were going to look.

"My Terry is quite the photographer," she boasted. "I think you're going to love them."

They made small talk while he took a few more, stopping only when the film ran out and began to rewind inside the camera. "There you go," he said as he handed the Nikon back to Neil. "I hope I didn't take too many."

"You didn't. I always have plenty of film. And thanks for doing it, Terrence ... we really appreciate it." Reaching into the camera bag, he quickly changed the film, wanting to be ready for other pictures they might take later. Even as that erotic thought crept into his head, he felt he should at least offer to return the favor. "Would you like a couple of pictures of you and Janie?"

"Oh, that's sweet," she replied. "But we didn't bring our camera. Pity though, it's so incredible up here. I wasn't sure it would be worth the hike at first."

"Use our camera," Ann shrugged. "Neil just put in the film... he can take some pictures of the two of you and then he can rewind it and give you the roll.

"Oh, we couldn't impose like that. It's a bit of a waste."

"Well then, how about we take them and mail them to you?"

"Are you serious?" Janie laughed.

"She's always serious when it comes to things like that," Neil nodded. "Stand over where we were, and I'll take some."

He spent ten minutes photographing the attractive couple, letting them pose in several areas, going so far as to actually encourage them to recreate their picnic. It seemed like a bit of a production, but Janie was thrilled that she and her husband could capture their wonderful day. When they'd finished, Terrence began putting away things into their basket a second time.

Ann was waiting for Janie with a piece of paper and a pen from her purse. "Okay... where do you live?"

It turned out they were from Maryland. Janie quickly wrote down all the pertinent information, including their phone number in case something came up so they could get in touch. In turn, Ann had written all of their info down, handing it to them before they left.

"I'll send the pictures in sometime in the next week or so. As soon as we get the prints back, I'll mail them to you," she smiled. "Or if you'd prefer, I could just have Rose send them to you directly. That would be a little quicker."

"Rose? Who's Rose?" Terrence asked.

"She's our personal developer," Ann smiled.

"Your what?"

Neil interjected, saying, "She's a family friend. She lives in San Francisco, but we like to support her business."

Janie nodded appreciatively. "Oh... well, either way would be fine. We're in no hurry, though. We didn't think to bring our own camera. It's hard to complain about wanting them sooner when we weren't going to have any at all. Just let us know how much they are."

"It's on us," Neil smiled.

Terrence spoke up, shaking his head. "Neil, you don't have to do that. We're happy to pay."

"And so are we. Consider it a 'thank you' for taking ones of our family. We really appreciate it."

"Well, if you insist."

"We do," Ann smiled, bobbing up and down with Owen, who was suddenly getting very sleepy. "I think I better put him in the stroller, baby. He wore himself out walking up here."

"He walked?"

Neil chuckled. "Well, most of the way. He's a pretty active ten-month old."

"I'll say. We'll let you be so you can get him down," Janie smiled. "We need to be going anyway."

They said their goodbyes as Ann cradled him closer, rocking him back and forth as she hummed. Soon he was sleeping, and she safely tucked him into the stroller, pulling the top over him to block out the sun. Looking around quickly, she then turned her attention toward Neil, grinning.

"We're finally alone."

"I know. Time for you to get naked," he nodded.

"I don't know. It seems pretty risky up here, out in the open."

"As opposed to doing it in a fast-food restaurant during lunch-hour?" he teased. "That's why they call it exhibitionism, Anna. It's supposed to be risky, or have you totally forgotten how this works? Now, get naked."

At first, she just flashed him with some provocative poses, hiding her breasts, but showing she was naked underneath. Then she progressed, offering a hint of her areolas, or a slight glimpse of a nipple, teasing him as he snapped more photos. She could feel her pussy dampen, a wet trail beginning to leak down the inside of her left thigh.

"God I've missed how much this turns me on," she moaned as she slipped the hooded sweatshirt over one of her shoulders, offering more skin.

"Me too," he replied, feeling his cock harden as he stared at her though the lens.

She continued her flirtatious striptease, removing the top altogether, placing it on top of the covered stroller that was shading the baby. Turning slightly, she showed her profile, slowly inching her skirt up in the back, the hint of her shapely ass cheeks coming into view.

Neil groaned, the sight making his shaft pulse in the tight crotch of his jeans. And that had her giggling.

"Like the scenery?"

"Fuck yes," he hissed, pressing the shutter to take another picture. She turned again, showing more of her backside, her left hip exposed as she tugged on the tiny skirt. "Can I tell you something without you becoming self-conscious about it?"

"I don't know. Can you?" she laughed, her hands tossing her hair as she arched her back slightly, feeling the cool breeze wash over her naked breasts.

"Don't take this the wrong way, but I can't get over how different you look since you had the baby."

She knew he was excited, but it was still an odd statement; one that had her wondering what he was referring to. Spinning around, she wrinkled her nose. "Different? How?"

"Your hips, and your ass," he shrugged nonchalantly, taking another picture.

Her hands went to those hips, her feet spread almost defiantly as she gave him a quick glare. "What about them, Neil Antonio Thomas?"

"Relax, babe. It's a compliment."

"Really? Do tell. I love compliments," she said with an inquisitive smirk, knowing he'd never deliberately ruin the mood. And after all, he had prefaced his comment, warning her not to misconstrue what he wanted to say.

"It's just... I thought you had the hottest ass in the world before. But since Owen, your hips are a little wider; your cheeks are still tight, but a little fuller. Hell, you're just curvier, and it's so fucking hot."

"You're saying I'm more of a woman?" she giggled, jutting her butt out just a little more for him.

"I guess... in a way, yeah," he said rather nervously. "Although, you've always been the most incredible woman I've ever met."

"Okay, now you need to relax. I'm fine with it. I actually feel more like a woman, to be honest. Of course, it doesn't hurt that I catch you staring at my ass all the time."

"I just never thought you could become more beautiful, and you went and did it," he sighed.

Striking another sexy pose with her hands digging into her long brown tresses, she smiled. "Thanks, lover. You do wonders for my ego."

Just over Neil's shoulder she saw movement, a panic about to run through her as she realized she was too far away from the stroller to grab her top. She was about to cover up when she recognized the person walking sheepishly toward them. Instead, she grinned wider, offering a wave of her fingers.

"Sorry to intrude," Janie said quietly.

"You're not," she replied, going so far as to pose again for the camera, making sure Neil kept his attentions where she wanted them.

"I forgot my sunglasses on the rocks over there. My Terry was too nervous to come get them for me. He was afraid he might catch you."

"Catch me?"

"Uh huh... we were pretty sure you might be doing something naughty. He didn't want to see any more than he already had."

"Do you think he might have?" Neil laughed.

"Well, he's going to be kicking himself now. Although it's pretty obvious you two probably wouldn't have minded."

"I wouldn't say that," Ann replied, taking a moment away from their fun to address Janie more directly. "I probably would have covered myself if it had been him, but the idea that someone might see me is what makes this so..."

"Exciting?" Janie answered for her. Ann simply nodded in response, biting the corner of her lower lip; a tinge of guilt building up to go along with the exhilarating feeling she had of being so free and expressive in such a setting. Janie put her at ease when she said, "I've spent my fair share of time outdoors in the nude Anna. We have a secluded place in the country. It's a wonderful feeling, isn't it?"

"Very."

"I've never been photographed, but..." She paused, reflecting on their earlier conversation. "Well, I suppose that explains why you're sending your film to your friend in California, doesn't it?"

Neil chuckled that she'd put two and two together so easily. "You catch on quick."

Ann was just as quick to clarify. "We really send it because she's our friend. That she develops X-rated ones is a bonus."

"Babe, we sought her out because she does X-rated ones. The bonus is that she became our friend in the process."

She shrugged, her playful side still coming to the surface. "Either way... the bottom line is we get to do this, which I really, really love."

"Well let me let you get back to it dear," Janie said as she went off to where they'd been sitting retrieve her glasses. As she walked back past them, purse in hand, she took another look at Ann, who was holding her arms crossed in front of her, lifting up her ample bosom for the lens. "You are a breathtaking young woman, Anna."

"Thanks Janie. So are you," she winked.

"I used to be. I'm certainly not young anymore," she laughed.

"I wouldn't say that at all. I think you're selling yourself short."

"Perhaps. But what I wouldn't give now to have had the nerve to take a photo like that when I was your age. My Terry would have loved that."

Ann shot a quick glance at Neil, who knew instantly what was running through her mind. "Here we go again," he said to himself, recalling all the other instances where there openness and sexual freedom had led to adventures and friendships that stretched the imagination. It had just been a very long time since it had happened. Giving her a wink of approval, he waited, anticipating what was likely to come next. At least, he knew the invitation would.

Sure enough, his beautiful wife reached out to Janie, encouraging her in a way only she could. "You know, Janie... it's never too late to start."

"Excuse me?" she grinned.

"I meant what I said. You're beautiful. Why don't you give your husband a surprise and let me take a picture? Neil can hide his eyes if you want. Although really, where's the fun in that?"

"Uh, I don't know. I told Terry to keep going and I'd catch up. I wouldn't want him to get worried."

"How long can it take to flash your tits?"

Janie chuckled. "You obviously don't know me, Anna. If I were going to do it, and I'm not saying I am... but if I were, then I would want to do it right."

"Sounds like you're interested, though."

"More like intrigued. It might make a nice anniversary gift for my Terry... something risqué and rather unexpected. Still, I don't know. It's all so spur of the moment."

Ann nodded in agreement. "That's another one of the thrills. Some of best times we've ever had doing this has been when Neil makes me do it when I don't expect it."

"He makes you?"

"In a manner of speaking," Neil said with a playful shrug.

"That's intriguing too."

Seeing as their friend hadn't left, Ann decided to make things easier, just in case she really wanted to give her husband some kind of present. "Baby, why don't you take Owen down and meet up with Terrence. That way he won't worry."

"And just what would I tell him, Anna?"

Janie raised her hand. "That won't be necessary."

"So, it's a no then," she said somewhat dejectedly.

Janie shrugged in much the same mischievous way Neil had moments before. "I never said no. I'm still thinking about it. But there's no reason for him to leave. Like you just said... where would be the fun in that?"

She thought about it a little longer while Neil resumed taking pictures of Ann, who was now raising her skirt higher and higher. When she tantalized him by showing off her perfectly trimmed blonde landing strip for the camera, Janie had seen enough.

"Okay... I'll do it," she sighed, sounding as if it were more in resignation than excitement. But there was no denying she was. Her nipples were already poking at the fabric of her light-colored blouse. That was all the more impressive in that she was wearing a bra; a rather thin, sexy bra, but a bra nonetheless.

Ann stopped posing. "Are you sure, Janie? I don't want you to think we're pushing you or anything."

"You aren't making me do it... although I wonder what that would be like," she laughed, looking directly at Neil when she said it. "I could have just as easily gotten my glasses and been on my way."

"I know, but I sort of feel guilty standing here like this; it's like I'm trying to entice you into doing it."

"I did wonder just that," she winked. "But don't feel guilty about it. Like I said, I'm intrigued, and more than a little turned on. I figure I've got five minutes... so why not?"

She started pulling the tail of her button-down blouse out of the tight jeans, yet she froze for a second when she heard the shutter, not expecting Neil to take a picture while she was getting undressed. "I think it's sexy to watch a woman strip," he grinned. "I bet Terrence thinks so too."

"He does... I just don't do it as a production as often as I used to. I guess when you've been married for a while, you sometimes forget the things you find exciting about each other."

"Then that's all the more reason to capture all of this for him."

Janie certainly made a production of it, slowly unbuttoning her blouse until she removed it altogether. With the sheer bra not hiding much, she opened the top of her jeans, teasing as she lowered the zipper before pulled the sides down over her hips a bit, exposing the top of her neatly trimmed auburn bush.

"Not wearing panties?" Ann noticed.

"Waste of time," she replied bluntly, reaching behind to unclasp her bra. "These are too, but I wore one today," she said, casually discarding the white lacy garment on top of her blouse.

"Holy..." Neil whispered as he caught his first glimpse of the full breasts she was trying so hard not to hide. Her large areolas dominated her creamy skin, their pinkish hue in stark contrast.

"Is that a good thing?" she asked sheepishly, her neck and upper chest starting to blush. Neil grinned and took another picture, not wanting to waste the little time they had. Janie smiled in return, her confidence soaring as she began to wiggle her ass to get her jeans past her shapely hips, kicking off her Reeboks in the process. She took the time to remove her socks, kidding that if she was going to be naked, she was going all the way. Peeling down her jeans, she used her foot to add them to the growing pile of clothes next to her. Just like that, she was standing naked at the top of the mountain. Striking a sexy pose, she giggled. "I can't believe I'm doing this."

"You're amazing, Janie," Ann commented, standing next to her husband to see her as he was through the lens.

"Amen to that," he added, refocusing the lens to zoom in closer. Then he stopped, peering over the camera as if he were suddenly concerned.

Janie sensed it just from the look in her eyes, and she quickly glanced past them, worried that someone had made their way to the top like they had. Not seeing or hearing anyone approaching, she wondered why he'd stopped. "Neil, what's wrong?"

"Y... you said you're doing this for Terrence for an anniversary gift. I think you said something about doing something unexpected and risqué."

"Yes, and?"

"Well, I was wondering, we've got the unexpected down pat... but just how risqué do you want to be in the pictures?"

"Sounds like you have something in mind," she teased.

"Not really. I just don't want to take any liberties just because you're doing this. We just met."

"And yet here I am, naked in front of you. Obviously I'm not that concerned about it."

"That doesn't mean you'd want me taking pictures of... well, you know."

"My pussy?" she laughed. "It's not like I'm standing here with my legs spread."

"I know. I just wasn't sure if you meant anything specific when you said something about being risqué."

Putting him on the spot, she cupped her breasts. "So you don't think this is risqué enough?"

"Uh... I'm not saying anything," he replied as he snapped another picture.

"Oh, I know what you're thinking. You're thinking I should show him some pink, aren't you."

"Honestly, Janie, I'm just the photographer here. I'm not thinking anything other than taking pictures."

"Well if you're the photographer, shouldn't you be directing me then?"

"Yes baby. Shouldn't you be directing?" Ann teased.

"Fine. Take off your skirt, Anna," he grinned, "and your shoes and socks."

Seconds after she'd finished stripping, she was standing next to Janie, the two of them about to pose together. But not before Ann gave her a playful warning. "I suppose I should tell you that I'm bisexual," she divulged in a moment of stark honesty.

"I know," Janie answered just as bluntly.

"Ha. You know? How could you possibly know that?"

"Let's just say it was an educated guess."

"Come on... you really expect me to believe that?"

"Well yeah. It wasn't that hard to figure out with the way you were looking at me when we were introduced."

"The way I was looking at you? I was reacting to the way you were looking at me."

"I know."

"You know? Then why were you looking at me that way?"

"Because Anna... I'm bisexual too." Neil almost dropped the camera at Janie's revelation, not to mention her devilish grin. "So Neil, are you going to direct us?"

"This just got a lot more interesting," he laughed, not believing that would have been possible just moments before. "Okay ladies, we don't have a lot of time... but let's have some fun."

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Ann was breathless as she rested on her back with her eyes closed. Her left knee was in the air, her bare foot firmly planted on the rocky surface. Her right leg was splayed to the side, her pussy dripping and twitching as she held herself open. Her left arm was out to her side, the fingers of right-hand toying with her nipple; squeezing and pulling it. With her chest rising and falling quickly, she attempted to speak, the staccato of her words coming between breaths.

"Well... that... was... what was... that?"

"Foreplay," Janie replied confidently as she slipped on her jeans, wiggling her ass to get them over her hips. Jumping in place to force the issue, her big breasts bounced seductively, and she smiled hearing the camera go off yet again. "I forgot you were there for a second, Neil."