During the next week, Jane thought a lot about the time that she had spent posing for Richard. She remembered the feeling as his eyes devoured her. She was sure that he was undressing her in his mind as he worked at his canvas. The thought of this made her tingle all over. She looked forward eagerly to their next session the following weekend.
The next Sunday afternoon, Jane and Steve drove over to Richard and Katie's house as arranged. Jane had put a lot of thought into the dress that she would wear. It was a light summer frock, cut low at the front, with no sleeves, and just little shoulder straps. She did not wear a bra, but she wore a coat so that Steve and Katie would not be able to see what she was wearing.
When they arrived, there were just a few minutes of chat before Richard and Jane went out to Richard's studio behind the garage. Jane went and sat on the lounge that Richard had posed her on the previous week. Then she casually removed her coat. "Do you like my dress?" she asked, smiling at Richard.
"Oh yes!' said Richard, staring at her breasts which seemed to be straining against the material, trying to escape. "It's lovely!"
"I thought that you might like to see a bit less of my dress, and a bit more of me," said Jane sweetly. "Come an show me how you want me to sit."
Richard walked over to Jane. His eyes were completely focused on her breasts. His mind was racing, trying to think of a way that he could slip them out of her dress. He posed Jane how he wanted her to sit, and she shivered with delight at the touch of his hands. Then Richard slipped the shoulder straps of her dress down onto her arms. Jane did not protest, so he decided to see how far she would let him slide her top down. Slowly, slowly he moved her shoulder straps, pulling down the top of her dress with them, until both her breasts popped out.
Jane couldn't believe that she had let Richard go this far. The only other man that had ever seen her naked breasts was Steve. She felt so naughty, so -- bad. And the thought excited her, and made her quiver all the way down to her pussy.
"Do you like them?" asked Jane shyly.
"Oh yes!" gasped Richard. "They're -- you're beautiful!"
Richard couldn't move. He was transfixed by the sight of Jane's beautiful breasts. They were round and firm, with big nipples. Richard was undoubtedly a breast man, and Jane's breasts were just about his idea of perfection.
Richard wanted to reach out and touch her breasts, to bury his face in them and suck her nipples. But he didn't want to go too far. He knew that Jane was not a sexually aggressive woman, and he didn't want to spoil what so far was a very good thing. So he went to his canvas and started work.
Katie, on the other hand, was a very sexually aggressive woman. As soon as Richard and Jane had left the house, she had dragged Steve upstairs to the guest bedroom and just about ripped off his clothes. Steve had once again been planning to slowly undress Katie, but he didn't complain. As he thrust his cock in and out of her pussy, she implored him to fuck her harder, and to cum inside her. As much as Richard was a breast man, Steve was a pussy man. He just loved the feel of Katie's smooth pussy.
After making love three times, Steve and Katie dressed and went back downstairs. They watched some more of the movie that they had started watching last week. The movie had almost finished when Richard and Jane returned. Steve and Jane said their goodbyes and left.
Once again, Jane thought a lot about that afternoon during the week. She had hoped that Richard would touch her breasts, squeeze and fondle them with his gentle artist's hands, and perhaps even suck her nipples. But that hadn't happened. Jane decided that Richard must be a little shy, just like she had thought that she had been. So she decided that the next week she would send him some stronger signals.
So the next Sunday Jane once again wore her revealing dress. As soon as she and Richard were in the studio she slipped off her jacket. "Oh, I see that you've worn that lovely dress again," said Richard. "I'm glad."
"Come and help me pose," said Jane invitingly.
Richard posed Jane how he wanted her, and then he once again slid down her shoulder straps until her breasts popped out of her dress. But this time, Jane reached out and took both of Richard's hands and placed them over her breasts.
