Ask her to take a picture

Simplest in best. No schemes. You’re in your childhood room with your wife. You say, “I don’t have any sexy pictures of you.”

“Why do you need pictures of me? You have me,” your wife says matter of factly

“What about a boudoir photoshoot? That could be fun.”

Your wife looks at you like you’re crazy.

“C'mon. You’re my wife. You can be sexy and risqué for your husband.”

Still skeptical.

“We’re married. You can be sexy for me. You don’t have to hide your ankles.”

She relaxes a little. You can see in her head that she’s analyzing what you said. She shouldn’t have to be modest around her husband. She barely lets you see her naked. She should let loose. Enjoy the God-Given benefits of marriage.

She lets out a breath. “I’ll do it, but you’ll have to tell me what to do. I’m not familiar with boudoir.”

“Yeah sure.” You can’t believe your luck. Big titties here you come. “Start by getting down to your underwear.”

She obeys.

Surprisingly her panties look great hugging her fine ass. Modest but showing off her thick cheeks.

“Take your bra off.” That thing isn’t sexy and it isn’t doing anything.

“Kneel on the bed and hug a pillow to your chest.”

Your wife is relieved to cover up her chest.

“Sit back on your heels, arch your back and look back at me.”

Fuck. Your wife actually looks hot as fuck in this pose. Her ass looks fucking incredible. You take a few pictures. These will easily get you pics of those tits.

You mutter, “You look so fucking sexy right now.”

“Is that right? I’ve never heard you curse when describing my looks.”

Is she giving you the ‘fuck-me’ eyes? She drops the pillow and leans forward. She presses her hands into the mattress. She lifts and wiggles her ass at you. She says, “We’ve never tried this position before. I’m in the mood to keep trying new things.”

Your wife has never been this forward. What you said about not having to be modest for your husband has clicked with her. She’s changed.

And now she wants to fuck, but all you can think about are your brother’s wife’s fat cannons.