For those of you that can remember an adult magazine by “Gallery” called “Girl Next Door” which highlighted amateurs, will know why this was my wife and I first exhibitionist thrill. It was both of our favorite magazine to look through, and see if we could spot people we knew. We always took photos of each other using a Polaroid camera, so that we didn’t have to get them professionally developed out in town (another story about that soon).
I had one photo of my wife, showing her in all her nude glory sitting in the center of our couch, legs spread, her feet resting on the coffee table, playing with her “toys”, and looking right at the camera. It was one of my favorites of her. We decided that we would be brave and send in this photo to the magazine, and see if it got published, with a short description of the pose, first name, and state. Every time we received an issue we would look for her photo.
When we had about given up, about six months later, a friend of ours came to our apartment all excited and showed us the photo of her that had been posted, and it was in a larger format than some of the other photos. He said that he had to come show us and ask about it, and that his wife was at home still in shock, but loved our boldness, and her natural beauty. A quick description…she was 5’3″ tall, long blond hair, blue eyes, 38C breast with large long dark nipples (still lactating), and a very nicely shaved pussy, at the time.
Anyway, after a few more of our friends commented about it at parties, etc, they also started posting themselves in the magazine, life got in the way, and we just didn’t think about it anymore once it was old news. Then one day I got a huge surprise while visiting my family. My dad said that he wanted to show me something out in the garage, and when we got there he held up her picture in the magazine when we were alone. I never thought about family out of state ever seeing it, and I never knew my dad bought this magazine, or any family member for that matter.
After the initial shock, he said that he about had a heart attack when he saw the picture of her so clearly, and was unmistakably her. He just said don’t worry, your mom hasn’t seen it, and he wouldn’t tell anyone about it either. I thanked him for understanding, then he jokingly said that it would make holiday meals with her sitting across from him at the table more interesting, but we were young, and should have fun.
