Later that week I got a phone call from Cathy's mum Laura, we had a pleasant chat exchanging niceties but I was intrigued as to why she had called, there was no mention of the previous weekend and despite our intimate fun we didn't have a great deal in common.
"Laura, is there anything I can help you with?" I asked eventually.
I was a little busy with some engineering reports and had a deadline to make so I didn't really want to spend all day chatting on the telephone.
"Well actually there is something," she replied hesitantly, "I have a request, I run the local Women's Institute here in the village and we have a weekly art class. I wondered if you would be interested in posing for us?"
I smiled to myself; I knew where this was going.
"Ok I think I could do that, what do you want me to wear?" I asked pointedly, there was a short silence.
"Nothing," she said, "I want you to pose nude for the class."
This was what I was waiting to hear and my penis began to respond.
"No problem, I can do that, how many are in the class?" I asked
"Usually about ten, all women," was the response from the other end of the phone.
A week later at the agreed time I drove down to the village hall, I wore a short towelling robe and a pair of flip flops having decided that driving there naked might be stretching the boundaries too far. I pulled in to the village hall car park, Laura was waiting for me at the side entrance to the hall and as I was about to get out of the car she came over.
"Thank goodness you are wearing something, I was worried you might come completely naked," she said.
I grinned at her.
"I almost did but decided that modesty should prevail," I replied.
As I climbed out of the car she looked at my rather short robe "Hmm not all that modest, it hardly covers your bum," she said grinning and following her in to the hall I was shown to a small changing room.
"One moment," said Laura standing in the doorway "I'll just get Miss Adams, she is the art teacher I'll introduce you to her before you go into the main hall."
As Laura left I slipped off the robe and waited for her to return with the teacher. A few seconds later she reappeared with a young woman at her side, she was medium height, very attractive with short blonde hair and very trim body. I hadn't expected someone so beautiful, and I could feel basic arousal starting to stir in my loins.
"Nigel this is Carol, Carol this is Nigel," said Laura.
I stepped forward and shook hands with her.
"I see you are all ready to start," said Carol as she looked me up and down.
"Hmm nice, I like the hairless look, let's get started then," she said as she beckoned me to follow her into the main hall. I glanced at Laura, she had a big grin right across her face.
"You'll have problems," she said quietly, looking directly at my penis as she said it.
I walked naked into the hall to be confronted by a room full of women all sitting at painting easels, the place was full and there were a lot more than the ten of them. They fell silent as I walked in and all eyes focused on me, Carol broke the silence.
"Everyone, this is Nigel, he is our life model for tonight," she said.
"Hi everybody," I said a little nervously to which the whole room responded with a communal hello. Laura sat down at her easel just a few feet away from me and Carol pointed to a small podium covered by a large sheet on which there was a chair.
