How my Wife finally gets seduced

[Givemeextra]

And with this Vikas took the phone back from her and started flipping through some folders. I looked at Meena. She strained to look back at what Vikas was doing. However, she was still bending forward and had still not sat back up straight. 

And finally, Vikas found the folder, clicked on a photo and said to Meena “this” and kept the phone in his hand itself and gestured to Meena to come even nearer to her to see it.

Meena got back up and looked at the picture. I noticed it at the same time too. I was stunned. Speechless. For a while, senseless as well. Vikas was smiling. Meena was engrossed in the picture and seeing it through the various angles, zooming in and zooming out and again zooming in and so on. 

Between Delhi and Gurgaon, there are two main road connections – one of them is called the MG road and once you reach the Pullman hotel, just on the entry of Gurgaon, one can take a completely desolate road through Aravalli hills, between jungles. This road connects the Gurgaon-Faridabad road to Sohna Road. It is completely deserted, with high growth of bushes on trees on both sides, almost mirroring a jungle. The series of pictures that Meena was seeing now were taken on this stretch. Apparently, they had been taken by Vikas while he was in the driver’s seat. In themselves the pictures were breathtaking. 

Meena had stopped on one particular picture after going through the entire special album. In it, she was seen sitting on the front passenger seat, with her back towards the photographer. The car was parked on one side of the road. The front passenger door was open. Outside some peacocks were seen. One of them was dancing and very close to her. And Meena was bent forward gesturing towards them, playing with them! Bent forward completely, up to her foot level. On top she had the dress she had worn when she had gone out. On the bottom, it seemed she was totally naked (seemed because in the other pictures of this series, the jeans was visible). But then she was not naked. Its just that she was bent so forward and so low in this particular picture, that the jeans she had been wearing had been so completely stretched down, that in the picture, not even an inch of it was seen. Not even an inch. It was a superb timing of camera angle and timing of taking the picture. It was the most stunning picture I had seen in my entire life. The kinds that make it to exhibitions. But this, picture was of my wife. Taken by a man who was not her husband but a property agent. Who while taking the picture was sitting right behind her. And was sitting right now next to her. 

Meena kept looking at the picture for some time. Vikas also kept looking at her smiling but not speaking a word. Finally, Meena looked up, at Vikas, and said,
“So, seems you are a good trick photographer. One who can take pictures when the person being clicked is not even aware”

I had hope that Meena might get angry at her being clicked on the sly or literally behind her back. At least show some mock anger. Or embarrassment at being clicked while being exposed. But nothing. She was as nonchalant with Vikas as she would be with anyone else. As of nothing out of the ordinary had happened at all.
“Oh Common! Don’t dismiss these as trick pics. They are world class.” 
“You mean the Jungle, Jeans and Jio class?” 
“Or Sun, Sand and Sex class”
“Ok Ok, now don’t over play your skills mister” and Meena slightly slapped Vikas’s thighs as she said this. 
“So now that you agree these are the Sun, Sand and Sex class, what do I get?”
“Why should you get anything?”
“But you had just promised that if these are Sex class then I will get what I want”