Peter Jensen - A husband_s hobby

"Let's go in the bedroom, Mark," she suggested, looking up into his face from under her long brushy eyelashes. "I want to see if we can remember some of the positions…"

Mark laughed aloud when he heard her weak excuse. He knew damn well she could remember every single position clearly, for they had been fucking with these pictures ever since they had returned from the camp, two and a half months ago. They'd recreated in the flesh every single possible perversion of the wildly exciting acts illustrated in the photographs, and recently they'd even begun bringing young male students home from the classes they taught in the city high school. Already two or three of the youths had agreed to come over on a regular basis, and Natalie and Mark looked forward to those afternoons more than any others.

But today, they were alone, and they wanted to enjoy their lustful solitude with the sensual stimulation of the lewd, provocative photographs of Natalie Jenkins and her enthusiastic young lovers fucking her in every way imaginable. They smiled meaningfully as they gathered up the pictures and carried them back into the bedroom, happily shedding clothing all along the way.