Business at Third Street Gallery and Studio began to pick up in earnest when it started hosting wine nights where customers came in the evening and received painting instruction while enjoying a classic French or Italian wine. The gallery even hosted a few events for men that they called Paint with a Pint, in which the local microbrewery brought in kegs of their specialty ales for the gentlemen to sample while they painted.
Marie, the gallery owner, was quite pleased with the uptick in business. A lifelong artist, Marie was widowed four years ago when her husband suffered a catastrophic car accident. She used the remainder of her dear late husband's life insurance policy and a portion of the personal injury settlement to purchase the struggling gallery an studio space situated on a business downtown street in a quaint college town. The front portion of the space houses a small gallery where Marie showcases the work of local artists. The back section of the property contains a large studio where Marie works on her paintings and sculptures. The studio is quite large, and makes the perfect setting for the wine and painting parties.
This night was especially big for Marie. Lisa Coffman, a well know patron of the arts in the community, was participating in the wine sipping event. At the conclusion of the evening, Marie gave Lisa and her friend Ann a tour of the studio and discussed some of the local artists' work that was on display. Lisa even decided to purchase a painting by Marie's friend Emilie. While Marie ran Lisa's credit card and packed up the large canvas painting. Lisa and Ann told Marie how much she enjoyed the painting party.
"Thanks for hosting such a fun event!" Lisa giggled, "I will definitely be back for more."
"More of that wine for sure." Ann snickered at her friend's enthusiasm.
"Hey! You know what would be amazing?" Lisa asked Ann.
"What's that?" Ann asked.
"We could have Jen's bachelorette party here!" Lisa answered. "Marie, would you host a private group for a party like tonight?"
"I hadn't considered it," Marie replied, "but I don't see why we couldn't."
"Silly! Jenny doesn't want a bachelorette party remember?" Ann replied.
"Oh fuck that!" Lisa responded. "She needs to get some fun in before the big day."
"Well it's her second wedding and she says it's going to be reserved," Ann kindly reminded.
"Marie dear, I will call you about possibly hosting a party for my dear friend Jen." Lisa said as she slowly walked out of Marie's front door.
Marie was excited. Maybe she'd get more business by hosting proposed party, but in the event she doesn't, at least one of the town's best known patrons was impressed with the gallery.
Several days passed, but on Wednesday afternoon Lisa popped into Marie's gallery to chat about the party.
"Hello Marie darling! Do you have a few moments to talk about my friend's bachelorette party?" Lisa asked.
Marie replied, "why yes! Do you have any dates in mind?"
"Per haps Thursday night, August 12 would be available?" Lisa asked.
"That's would be plenty of time to plan. How many guests?" Marie asked.
"Per haps five or six dear? We are attending a concert at the hall down the street at 8:00 pm. I was thinking we could have dinner at 5:00, arrive at your studio at 6:00 and paint until maybe 7:30?" Lisa asked
"That seems like it should work. I would think depending on the type of wine you ladies would like we could host you for a similar per person amount as our event last Saturday. Probably around $50 per person" Marie discussed.
"Perfect my darling Marie!" Lisa said.
"What would you ladies like to paint?" Marie asked. "We could do a simple still life or maybe a city scene?"
"Oh my dear Marie! Actually this is a bachelorette party, so Ann and I were giggling like school girls when we thought of this. Surely you know a figure model who could pose for us." Lisa smiled as she discussed the details.
"Hmmm I hadn't considered that possibility. Oh course I'd have to pay her...." Marie replied.
"HER?! Oh no honey, this is a bachelorette party. We want to see some penis!" Lisa laughed.
"Oh why yes of course," Marie replied nervously. "One of our instructors did host a drawing class with a male model. His name is Noah. I could call him."
"Well could we discuss his resume first dear?" Lisa asked.
"I don't really know what was on it, but the instructor said he was professional." Marie replied.
"Haha! No dear. I only need him to have two skills: first he needs to be nicely built." Lisa looked at Marie with a devious grin as she continued, "second, he needs to be hung like a horse."
"Um well I don't know much about that, um" Marie stammered in response.
"Oh phooey Marie darling. You can find us such a model! You know we can certainly afford it. Maybe $150 per person, plus a nice tip for your model." Lisa giggled.
"I'm not sure where I could find...how I would ask...I mean I don't know how the model would react to being asked..." Marie bargained.
"Nonsense Marie! The internet makes such things easy!" Lisa laughed, "I know you'll come through for us!"
With that Lisa sashayed out of the studio. Marie went to her records and found some drawing of Noah. The drawings appeared to show a toned body, but he certainly wasn't hung like the horses on her grandfather's farm in Kentucky. Marie wasn't sure where to turn, but desperately wanted to Lee Lisa as a client. Maybe she could search the internet. Marie logged on and searched for a model with a large penis. Her search led her to some interesting websites.
Marie found a site where men and women could share photos of themselves. Marie suspected some of the men photoshopped their photos because she had never known a human male could be so endowed. The site allowed Marie to post a personal ad for free. She debated in her head if she should go through with it. Finally she typed out:
Wanted. Nude male model in Collegeville. Must have ability to stand or sit in various poses and work for approximately one hour. Must also have toned body and large genitals. Serious inquiries only. Please email Marie@thirdstreet.com.
Marie took a deep breath and hit send.
Within ten minutes, Marie received her first reply. The email read as follows:
Hello, I am responding to your ad for the male model. My name is Jason. I am 27 years old and I live about 45 miles from Collegeville. I have never done this kind of thing before but always wanted to try it. Is this for an art class at the university? I am about 6 foot 2 inches tall, and weigh 195 pounds. I have brown hair and blue eyes. I can send you photos or I have some on this website. My profile name there is J-son8000.
Marie immediately returned to the website where she left the ad and searched for J-son8000. She discovered Jason had a gallery with six photos. Marie nervously began scrolling through them. The first was just a shirtless torso, but it featured a very nice chest framed by two sexy arms. The second showed a bit more for Jason. In this photo she could see his neck and the waistband of what looked like a pair of light blue boxer briefs. She continued to scroll. There was a shot of the boxer briefs wrapped tightly around Jason's mid section. "What a bulge!" Marie's mind was racing!
The next pic showed Jason in a pair of skimpy white briefs. His bulge was even more defined and the shape of the head of his penis was quite obvious. "Oh my God," Marie moaned softly to herself as she continued to scroll.
The next photo showed Jason pulling down the waistband of the white briefs to reveal the base of his thick, meaty penis. Marie's eyes wide wide as saucers. The final photo was a taken from behind Jason and showed his sexy back and firm buttocks. Marie was anxious, but thought she may have found her man.
She pulled the personal ad down and returned to her email. She typed a warm response:
Thank you for your email Jason. I am interested in offering you the position. It is for a model for a painting class, but not for the university. It is actually for a bachelorette party, which is why there was some specific requests in my ad. Would you be comfortable poses while five or six women paint you as they drink wine? Thank you for contacting me.
Marie went about her day ordering supplies and tidying up the gallery, but she couldn't shake the images of Jason from her mind. Every five minutes she checked her email to see if he replied. Finally it was there:
Thank you for your response. I don't see why I couldn't participate in this type of class. I will be in Collegeville around on August 7 if you'd like to meet for an official interview or anything.
Marie said yes and invited to Jason to stop by the gallery on August 7 when he had a few moments to discuss the ad.
The morning of August 7 found Marie up and out of bed early. She was nervous and anxious as a school girl going on her first date. What outfit to wear? How should she do her hair? Was she wearing too much makeup? Her mind raced. She settled on a new striped jumpsuit she bought at a cute boutique near the gallery a week earlier and did her hair and make up in fairly conservative manners. Marie arrived at the gallery early and got everything into place. She went ahead and set up the studio as it get set up for figure model classes, so Jason could see the set up. She was quite proud of her work when she heard the bell attached to the front door ring as it opened. She returned to the front of the gallery and found a handsome young man admiring one of her paintings. He was wearing a white t-shirt with blue athletic shorts.
"Are you Jason?" Marie asked nervously.
"Yes. You must be Marie?" Jason answered.
"I am. Thank you for coming by. I haven't really ever hired anyone for anything like this before, so maybe we could just start with a tour of my gallery and studio?" Marie asked as she began to lead Jason around the gallery area. Next she took him back to the studio.
"This is where the party will be. When one of our instructors had a figure drawing class she set the room up like this. You would be on this platform and the ladies will be here in a semi-circle" Marie explained the layout of the room.
"There is a restroom over there and a small laundry room just behind it. Should we go to my office to discuss specifics and any questions you have?" Marie asked.
"Sure." Jason responded as he followed Marie to her office. The young man noticed the way her jumpsuit hugged her nicely curved rear end as he followed along.
