by BrettJ © 2009
Now that Mindi had discovered the delights of fucking, she found herself craving it all the time. She wanted to earn some extra money to pay for some new clothes and lingerie and perhaps, she thought with a naughty smile, a few sex toys for the times she couldn't go out and get her pussy eaten or fucked. She was earning money from occasional jobs, but she wanted a steady income. Oddly enough, it was Vanessa who gave her the suggestion.
"I pose for Art Classes," Vanessa said, munching on a French Fry. Mindi and Vanessa weren't at odds, despite Vanessa's having fucked Jerry, because Jerry was a deceptive little bastard and Vanessa had apologized profusely once everything was out in the open. Not only that, but Vanessa was a curvy beauty with curly red hair and a gorgeous 34/24/34 figure. Mindi wondered how Vanessa might respond if she made a pass at her and invited her to have a little girl-on-girl fun, but that was a thought for another time.
"Does it pay well?" Mindi wanted to know as she sipped on her Pepsi. Vanessa leaned forward and flashed a generous amount of cleavage, hidden under a very expensive black lace Chemise.
"Let me put it this way Min ... I've been buying all my own clothes for the last 2 years," Vanessa grinned. As Vanessa's family had money, she knew it wasn't necessary for her to spend her own money, so it must pay well. When Vanessa whispered the figure into Mindi's ear, she nearly fell out of her chair.
"You sure they'll want me?" Mindi asked, crossing her legs. Her skirt rode up on her long legs and for a second, Mindi thought Vanessa was looking. Her green eyes met Vanessa's blue ones and both girls smiled. There certainly
was
something between them, but for now, Mindi was interested more in the Posing Job.
"The teacher is Ms. Cowell, she's very nice and she's always looking for new models. You'd work one or two nights a week, you could arrange it with her, the classes run from 4 PM until 10 or 11 at the latest. Would you like me to give her a call and set up a meeting?"
"Yes, please," Mindi enthused. She got up from her chair and gave Vanessa a big hug, letting it go on for just a minute or so too long. As Vanessa didn't stop her, she made a mental note to investigate the possibility of having some fun with Vanessa ... and possibly Sascha ... in the very-near future.
She met with Ms. Cowell on Friday afternoon and made arrangements to pose on Mondays and Thursdays, which left her with a fair amount of free time. That way, Mindi knew she could still have time to learn her lessons, go out with friends and still get some hot fucking, whenever it was available to her. She was still hoping to set something up with Vanessa and knew a reunion with Al and Shalimar was likely in the offing.
"We encourage our models to wear whatever they're comfortable in," Ms. Cowell told Mindi. She'd dressed for her meeting in a nice blouse, not too low-cut, but it did show off a fair bit of cleavage. Her shirt was also short, but not too short, allowing Ms. Cowell to see her legs, clad in high-heels instead of the tennis shoes she would normally have favored on a casual day. Ms. Cowell herself was also nicely dressed, in a beautifully tailored suit that showed off her lovely curves. Mindi would have estimated Dian Cowell to be about 35 and around 5'6" tall. She had gorgeous tits for an Asian woman and sexy legs. Mindi could see that she had good taste, her outfit wasn't cheap and she was sure that Dian Cowell's shoes were designer. Dian smiled at Mindi, her dark eyes meeting Mindi's green eyes, both women found the other attractive.
"What if I wanted to wear lingerie?" Mindi teased. Dian laughed.
"We have had some erotic art classes, your friend Vanessa has posed for a few of those. If you decide you'd like to do that sometimes, they pay a bit more and we're usually a little less rigid about the rules. It was lovely to meet you Mindi; I'll see you Monday at 4 PM. Please be prompt."
Mindi arrived at 3:45 PM. She wasn't sure why, she just had a feeling in her gut that something wonderful was going to happen that evening. She had fussed almost as much as she would have for a date; she wore her hair in twin pony-tails, had on a snug-fitting top and cute, pleated skirt. She'd worn heels and made herself up nicely, she looked fresh and appealing. She almost laughed at herself, silly to be fussing this much with her look and clothes when she'd be naked in a short matter of time.
Dian smiled and gave her a quick explanation of what would be expected of her. She would be posing in 45 minute lengths, then be given a ten minute break to stretch or have a coffee or use the washrooms. Mindi would be instructed on how to pose, she would pose with her clothes on for a while, so the students could learn how to draw clothing, shoes and such, with all the folds and shades. After that, she would be down to whatever undergarments she had deigned to wear, then totally naked. "Nothing too explicit," Dian told her as Mindi blushed.
Mindi didn't feel self-conscious about naked in front of the class of about 30 students. She took good care of herself, had a nice over-all tan and body and besides, it wasn't like she was working in a Strip Club, this was for art's sake. She was surprised at how fast the time flew by, although she was a bit stiff at the end of it all.
From time to time, she was sure she had caught one of the students studying her body closer than an art student might have, concentrating on
every
curve and on the kind of curves men like. She decided not to sweat it, besides, the guy was kinda cute.
Thursday came and she decided to test her theory a little bit. She dressed in a very nice black jacket with matching black pants, a lacy chemise underneath the jacket and naughty thong. She'd opted for stockings and heels and even had on a Fedora. Dian smiled at her when she entered the class.
"Don't you look nice? That will be an interesting outfit for the class to sketch. Are you ready?"
