Introduce Jessica as your wife.

You decide that it doesn't matter if they know it's your wife or not, and with that thought, you give a nod of approval.

"Alright, I'll introduce you to Jessica. Tonight." You said as you began to stand up.

"Jessica? Okay, cool, yeah! Tonight! What time?" Craig stammered over his words as he hurriedly stood up after you.

"Let's say... Six thirty. I'll text you the address." You said. You exchanged contact details with both Ethan and Craig.

"Now... If you want to see her in the nude...?" You began to say, to which Ethan and Craig both eagerly nodded.

"You'll have to pretend to be photographers. This is the way I'll sell it. I'll tell her that you're photographers for a private website and you want to scout her to be one of the models on the site. Sound good?" You say, knowing they would agree. And they did.

"Great." You grinned as you walked away. You heard them excitedly whisper as you left.

You didn't mention that Jessica was your wife just yet, though you didn't care if they knew or not. So you texted both Craig and Ethan your home address, then texted your wife.

Hey honey... I was just contacted by some guys that were at the photo shoot. They have a private website that hosts images of models that people pay to seek out potential talent for whatever cause. They're really interested in having a private photo shoot with you tonight... Hope you don't mind. They're coming over at six thirty.

You bit your lip and held your breath as you waited to a response. It took much longer than you would have thought. You began to imagine your wife texting a lengthy response back to you, or just thinking about it before replying. In any case, eventually your phone vibrated with a new message from Jessica.

Okay.

You let loose a sigh of relief, though the text was much shorter than you thought it'd be. It was nearing the end of business hours and you needed to leave on time, so you finished up with your work and left quickly. It was 6:00pm by the time you got home. You found Jessica in the bedroom, laying out different outfits, all quite sexy, but not nearly as revealing as you wanted. You flashed her a smile and kissed her on the cheek.

"Hey babe. These look great. I'll clean up a little around the loungeroom." You said.

"Okay." She replied back with a smile. It was the slightest bit crooked, and her tone was almost flirtatious. She was pretty short with her sentences which was odd, however a good indication that she might have had a few wines.

You went to the loungeroom and cleaned up. Sure enough, there was an empty bottle of wine on the kitchen bench. You cleaned it up as quickly as you could before you heard a knock on the door. Apparently Craig and Ethan were very excited, and decided to come early at 6:10pm.

You walked up to the door and opened it briskly to meet Craig and Ethan, both holding a fancy looking camera in their hands. Ethan even went out of his way to get a folder and various print-outs of other models.

"Hey fellas. She's just in the bedroom, checking out her outfits. Come in." You offered.

"Thanks. So this is her house?" Ethan asked.

"This is our house." You stated with a grin.

"You live with Jessica?" Craig asked dumbly.

"Yes, she's my wife." You said.

The two of them looked at you, dumbfounded.

"You leave your mouths open for much longer and a bird will make a nest in there." You said. That seemed to snap them out of it.

"Wow, I didn't know she was your wife. Damn, dude. Uh, I mean, thanks for letting us over in any case." Ethan stammered.

"Yeah no problem. Come in, set up in the lounge room." You said. You watched them move furniture around the slightest bit. Craig didn't seem to have a clue what he was doing, but thankfully Ethan was taking control and at least looked confident. You went into the bedroom and saw your wife wearing a tight black dress with a deep v neck.

"They're here. Come out and say hello." You grinned at her.

The two of you went back into the loungeroom together. Ethan and Craig both stood next to each other as you introduced them.

"Ethan, Craig, please meet Jessica." They each shook her hand formally and with a warm smile.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Jessica." Ethan said, a smile on his face.

"You too." Jessica replied.

"And me too." Craig said, dumbly and sincerely.

"Y-yes, you too." Jessica said with the slightest hint of laughter in her voice.

"If you don't mind Jessica, we'd like to start by getting your measurements." Ethan stated formally as he drew a pen from the folder and took out a notepad. You were pretty impressed with how he was acting.

"Oh, sure thing." Jessica said as she looked between Craig and Ethan.

Ethan asked a series of questions regarding your wife's height, weight, age, and general health and active life. He then handed Craig a tape measure which he used to measure Jessica's waist, hips and bust. He daringly lingered his hands over your wife's body as he measured, but in a way that seemed innocent enough.

"Okay, great!" Ethan exclaimed as he tucked away the notepad and pen back into the folder. "Let's begin." He motioned over to the lounge area, which he rearranged the furniture to look a little more glamorous, however impractical. Your co-workers took out their cameras and adjusted the settings.

Jessica stood idly as she waited patiently for Craig and Ethan.

"Okay, we'll do a little warm up, okay? Smile for the camera. You want the camera to notice you." Ethan directed like a pro as the two began to take photos.

Jessica took on some subtle poses as she smiled flirtatiously at your co-workers.

"Give us a lip bite, hun. The camera has noticed you. Lure it in." Ethan said.

Your wife bit her bottom lip the slightest bit as she looked the two up and down, leaning to the side.

"Okay, take a seat. Your leg up on the coffee table. Lure us in. Show us that you're sexy." Ethan said.

She did as he said. You could tell she was enjoying it. She ran a hand over her smooth leg until it ran over her dress, which skirted up the slightest bit to her thigh. Craig's camera was snapping rapidly as he took a couple close shots. Jessica winked at him.

"Yeah that's it! Gorgeous!" Craig said.

She smiled at him and stood back up. "Costume change." She stated as she moved to the bedroom.

Ethan looked at you cautiously. You shrugged. The two looked over their photos and deleted some while they waited. Eventually the door pushed open again as Jessica stepped out. You heard Craig and Ethan shuffle to get a better view of your wife. She was wearing a tight white tee top that was cut around the middle and evidently no bra as you could see the underside of her heavy chest. She wore tight fitting denim short shorts. with the outfit that only covered a few inches over legs. It might as well have been underwear.

The two ogled at your wife for a moment, caught off guard. It took a couple of seconds before Ethan could regain composure.

"Stunning outfit, hun. Let's continue, hm? You know you're sexy now, so let the camera know." Ethan and Craig moved forward to get some photos of Jessica as she walked into the loungeroom again. She took on a variety of poses. She leant forward to show off her amazing cleavage and winked at the camera, then slowly turned around and leant forward to show off her firm round ass. You only just realised that the shorts were so high ridden that they only covered half of her ass.

Craig got down on his knees to take a good shot of your wife's ass and barely covered snatch. She unbuttoned the shorts and slowly wriggled them down her hips, thighs and to her ankles, leaning down as she slipped them off. She was wearing a thong that barely covered her asshole when she leant forward. Craig was practically sitting right behind her to get some photos.

She then turned around and sat down on the lounge. Ethan no longer needed to direct as Jessica seemed to take her own initiative. She raised a leg up on the coffee table again and ran a hand down her thigh and presumably to her snatch, which was just out of sight. She winked with a smirk at the cameras.

"Go get a cup of water..." She instructed Craig. He hurriedly stood up and walked to the kitchen, soon returning with a full cup of water. She poured it over her white top which clung to her skin and became transparent. Your wife's beautiful and large bust was practically on display for your co-workers, who you could see were sporting erect cocks under their pants. From the glances your wife was giving, it seemed that she knew too.

She slowly pulled the top off, covering her tits with an arm. She stood back up and moved closer to the two. She lightly brushed up against the front of Craig's pants, to which he moaned under his breath.

"I might need a volunteer..." She began to say.