hugged. It looked like there might have been a little bit of incidental contact, but nothing too outrageous.
Almost immediately Jon requested a picture with Kimberly and she said "sure, why not." Jon moved over to Kimberly and again there seemed to be a bit of accidental and awkward contact as they worked to get into position for the photo. When the camera flashed I saw that they were in a similar position as Kimberly and Frank.
Larry and Chris followed suit, with Frank taking the picture of Kimberly and Chris. For completeness, I too joined Kimberly for a picture. As I put my arm around her, I naturally grazed the side of her breast and I couldn't help but wonder whether these guys had also copped a quick feel of the side of her tit. I never really saw where their fingers were during the brief flashes.
The picture-taking stopped and they started to pass around the camera to let everyone see how the pictures came out. I needed to use the restroom badly and had been waiting for a good time to do so, and this seemed like as safe a time as any to leave Kimberly alone with the guys. So I headed off while they talked and laughed about the pictures.
As I returned several minutes later I saw another flash and heard the guys cheer and knew that they were taking more pictures of Kimberly. But then I heard Kimberly laughing and saying, "Okay, that's it. No more pictures. I'm done."
We hung out a bit more but everyone was wearing out. It had been a long party. The guys plead with Kimberly to crash at Chris's for the night with them, but I had long stopped drinking and was good to drive, so we got dressed and took off.
Kimberly passed out on the drive home and I ended up carrying her up to bed. In the morning we talked about the party.
"I'm sorry, that got a bit crazy. I was so drunk." she said.
"Yeah, you remember the pictures, right? There's going to be a bunch of pictures floating around with you naked."
"Yeah, I remember. They promised not to show them to anybody else, so hopefully they'll keep to that. I'll talk to them about it. I think they'll keep their promise."
"And it seemed like the guys might have been getting a little touchy here and there."
"Yeah, they were. But I'm kind of surprised that they were as well behaved as they were considering how drunk they were. So yeah, they sometimes ran their hands across my butt and grazed my boobs. Particularly when setting up to take the pictures. I'm a bit afraid that some of the pictures might actually show us touching. At one point one of them pulled my hand to his cock and I don't know why but I just left it there, and I think they took a picture."
"I didn't realize that there was that much contact going on. It seemed like you were having fun and I didn't want to be the outsider spoiling the fun. Maybe I should've pulled you out of there sooner."
"Oh no, it's okay. It was fun. I was drunk and so things got a little crazier than they should have, but nothing really bad happened and I don't regret anything."
"Well let me know as soon as you get those pictures. I want to see them too."
"Okay, just please don't get mad or jealous or anything."
I assured her and we left it at that.
As the day continued I found myself thinking a lot about the pictures. I still couldn't believe that they had taken pictures of her naked and would be able to look at her naked body again and again. But it is one thing to have this vague idea of a picture, and quite another to see it before your eyes. I knew in the coming days that I would probably see the very pictures. And then the thought that these pictures might show more than her naked body, but might actually show these guys touching her, or her touching them,.... My imagination quickly got out of control. I wasn't fearing that they might show these things and I wasn't exactly excited for it either. But knowing that they might show some inappropriate contact made it difficult to think about anything else that day.
Thankfully I didn't have to wait long. It was just a couple of hours later when Kimberly announced that Chris had emailed the pictures to everyone in the group. We sat down and started looking at them together.
The first picture was the unexpected one. It showed Kimberly, Frank and Larry talking, with Kimberly standing at a bit of an angle. It was slightly out of focus and the lighting imperfect so Kimberly wouldn't be easily recognizable in the photo if you didn't know it was her, but you could definitely see her tits and a bit of her bush.
The next several pictures had her standing with the various guys, and the pictures all came out reasonably clear. Kimberly was smiling in all of them, easily recognizable, and her breasts and beaver could be seen well. They all had their arms around her, so in most of the pictures it looked like her left breast was slightly touching their chests. In Frank's image his fingers on his right hand appeared to be just grazing the side of her right breast; in the other images, the guys' fingers were still behind her back.
I had thought before that maybe the photos wouldn't come out well, that maybe the lighting would be so bad or the focus so bad that you couldn't even identify her. After seeing these photos, I knew that wasn't the case. No, these guys were going to have these clear photos of Kimberly naked, smiling and posing with them.
And I half-feared the photos to follow. I could see that there were several photos remaining and they were all taken while I was off using the restroom. Kimberly had already forewarned me that there was more touching, and I was about to see just what happened.
The next photo was a close-up of Kimberly standing alone, showing her stomach and everything above. She was smiling again but had her eyes closed, presumable to prevent being blinded.
It was really a pretty nice picture of her topless.
I wasn't quite ready for the next picture. Frank was standing behind an apparently laughing Kimberly, pressing his body into her back with his right hand squarely on her right tit and his left hand on her hip. I think Kimberly heard a slight gasp from me and immediately started to explain.
"Oh geez. Frank wanted another picture with me and I figured at that point why not. So he comes over and stands behind me, and then suddenly his hand was on my boob and Chris snapped a picture. It all just happened so fast, and then it was done."
I looked at the photo for a moment more. It was hard to not focus on his hand grabbing her tit and her seemingly laughing about it. And his body was flush against hers, so I knew that he was probably pressing his cock against her back.
The next one was even worse. Larry was standing behind her with a tit in each hand, lifting them just slightly. Her expression was hard to read but it looked like she might have been rolling her eyes.
"Ugh. I don't know, he just came over for a picture and then slid his hands up to my boobs. I was surprised but I was drunk, and I remember thinking it was kind of funny that they wanted to have pictures touching my boobs. I think Chris is next."
Sure enough, the next photo showed Chris grabbing two handfuls of Kimberly's tits, with Kimberly smiling and apparently fully consenting. And the one after that had Jon groping Kimberly similarly.
My thoughts were racing. I had just seen pictures with four different guys grabbing Kimberly's tits, and Kimberly just seemed to be laughing away, enjoying it all. Not surprisingly, the guys' expressions clearly showed that they enjoyed groping my wife and pushing into her back. But the sight of their fingers wrapped around her boobs was going to stick in my mind for some time.
The next one was relatively tame – it just showed Kimberly from behind. She explained, "Chris said that they hadn't gotten any pictures of my butt yet and they wanted one, so there it is."
I could