Working as an artist gave me plenty of access to beautiful naked women. What many people wouldn't believe was my dedication to my profession and my personal ethics prevented me from using this to my advantage. So many people thought that I was using a pickup line when I asked to draw or paint them. My involvement was not only in doing the work, but I also modeled for others. Standing in at 6'2 and 210 pounds, my athletic physique was ideal for use. I wasn't shy about my body either. I guess having 8 inches of prowess gives a guy some confidence when put on display.
When someone enjoyed the idea, they fantasized about experiencing the spontaneous passion that was born in the creative process. I have to admit that I did fantasize about those women myself. I just couldn't act on those urges. That was until one incredible experience opened my world to a new dimension.
I had taken an amazing woman as my partner, both in business and life. Jenny could be any man's fantasy. She was 5'7" and lean. Her wavy strawberry blonde hair framed her blue/grey eyes perfectly and her light complexion made those eyes glow. Her breasts were full and supple, but her legs and ass looked as if Rodin had carved them himself. She was statuesque.
She and I were an ideal pair. She understood and encouraged my love of the human figure. She often posed for me, but wasn't upset or judgmental if I wanted to use another model. As I said, she was my partner. She could trust me and she was a tremendous help when I worked.
Having a woman in my studio usually put my models at ease if they were there for the first time. Jenny could also help in posing them, by either demonstrating what I was looking for or by adjusting them to my desire. As a model herself, she knew to provide comforts such as water and heaters or fans as needed.
One day, I had a new model in. She was a young woman Jenny had recruited while at the park. A little shorter than Jenny, Rachel had a body that was built for man's pleasure. Her chest was not as prominent, but her backside filled out her spandex jogging pants with mastery. She knew her assets and flaunted them well.
I heard a knock at the door. I was getting the last of my props in place as Jenny went to answer the door and invited Rachel in.
"I'm so glad you didn't change your mind. Paul had just about got everything ready for you. Did you have any problems finding the place?"
"Nah, your directions are just like I like them. Simple and direct with plenty of markers along the way. This is a pretty nice place. I didn't know what to expect."
Jenny led Rachel in to the studio where I was. I was very impressed with our new friend. I don't think I was quite what she expected to see either.
"Hi, I'm Paul" I said as I took her hand into mine. My smile was warm and flirtatious. "Did Jenny show you any of my work or tell you about what I do?"
"Yeah, she talked about it with me. She said you were really amazing with your hands."
"I guess you'll find out. She does tell me that I'm blessed all the time" I said with a wink. I pointed her to a small changing area behind a dressing screen. As she walked away, my gaze followed her long black hair down her back to that full, firm derriere that was described to me. As I scooped my tongue back into my mouth, I saw that Jenny had noticed my stare and smiled coyly.
Rachel emerged from behind the screen wearing the silk robe that I had bought Jenny for Valentine's Day. It was white with red trim. My cock stirred in my pants.
I described my pose to her and told her that I would take a few photos of her first and then get to the drawing. This way I'd have some reference to work with after she had left. She removed the robe and sat on the couch. Jenny came over with some skin oils to rub on her.
"The oils help to reflect the light." she told Rachel in a soft, reassuring tone.
The scene unfolding before me was the most erotic sight my eyes had known. Jenny eased up to her and started massaging the oil on to her shoulders. She lightly rubbed down Rachel's arms and over to her waist. Working her way up her torso, Jenny took expert care in her delicate nature to caress the breasts of our model. As I watched, I sensed a degree of desire in my love's finger tips while they tickled erect nipples and danced upon the dark areola, arousing our model unexpectedly.
Jenny went back to Rachel's hips, pouring a line of the lavender oil down the length of her bare thigh. Her soft hands moved without hesitation right behind it, kneading the sultry curves. Rachel's mouth let out a slight moan when Jenny had found her way to the meeting of her cleanly shaven pussy and her inner thigh. I don't think either woman wanted to work any further. I know I was having a hard time concentrating on my original goal with the raging hard-on I had, barely contained behind my zipper. As Jenny had now left the hot spot and was finishing the knees and calfs of Rachel, our model glanced to me from the corner of her eye and saw me rubbing the manhood that ached to thrust out to her. Jenny kissed Rachel's toes when she had finished and excused herself for a moment.
Rachel smiled coyly when she reached her left hand to the back of her thigh and up towards her hidden treasure. From the expression on her face, I could she she had run her finger along her wet slit. Then Rachel tasted her fingers, teasing me before she took one of the strawberries from the bowl of fruit I had next to her.
"Right there! Hold it!" I exclaimed.
As difficult as it was, the pose had revealed itself. I snapped a couple of shots and began to adjust the lighting. After a few minutes had passed, I was happy with the layout and took a few more pictures. I gathered up my sketchpad and soft pastels and began laying in my masses of color.
Jenny came back into the room with another bowl of strawberries and some bottled water.
