My wife Angela teaches an art class for adults at a local adult learning center. She's been doing it for the past 5 years, and at the end of each term she has a week where the students get to paint or sculpt using live nude models.
For the past five years she'd used our friends Lisa and Tom, who themselves are very artistic and have no problem being nude, in fact they love it. They often take their vacations to nudist camps or nude beaches.
Well the latest session of the art class was coming to an end and the students were looking forward to getting to work with live models, but unfortunately this time Lisa and Tom weren't available as they were on vacation.
Angela called all around trying to find replacements, but she wasn't having much luck. Trying to be supportive I sat down with her and we talked about it.
"What am I going to do John? They're expecting nude models Monday night, that gives me two days, and I've already tried everyone I can think of." Angela says.
"What about your sister? She's always walking around wearing practically nothing anyway; it wouldn't be a big stretch for her to take the rest off." I said.
"Rebecca? I hadn't even thought of her. You're right, it wouldn't take much to get her out of her clothes, and she owes me a big favor after I helped her with some financial problems she was having two years ago." Angela said.
She went and called Rebecca. She looked pretty happy when she came back into the living room.
"So did she agree to do it?" I asked.
"Yep, Rebecca's in. She even suggested a male model." Angela said.
"Great, who is it?" I asked.
"You." Angela said.
"Me?" I asked.
"Yes John, you." Angela said.
"No way. I'm not a model and I certainly don't want to be naked in front of a whole group of strangers." I said.
"Please John; will you do this for me?" Angela asked.
"Sweetheart, you know I'd do almost anything for you, but posing nude for an art class isn't something that I'm prepared to do. I'm sorry, but I can't." I said.
"Please..." Angela begged.
"I'm sorry Angela, I just can't do it. Please don't ask me again." I said.
I could tell that Angela was disappointed that I had said no, but she nodded showing that she understood.
"Okay John, I don't want you to do anything you aren't comfortable with. I'll try to find someone else." Angela said.
Through a friend of a friend of a friend Angela found a man named Mike that was willing to pose for the class. Angela was relieved, and so was I; since she had a male model I didn't have to worry about here asking me again.
Or so I thought.
The Monday night of the week with the nude models I was surprised to find Angela waiting by the door when I got home from work.
"Hey sweetie, I thought you had class tonight." I said.
"I do, and unless we hurry up we're gonna be late." Angela said.
"We? What do you mean we?" I asked.
"Mike was injured in a car accident this morning; I need you to fill in for him." Angela said.
"Wait a minute, we talked about this Angela." I said.
"Please John, I need you." Angela said.
"Angie, you know I'd do anything for you, but you know how shy I am, and with your sister there and all..." I said.
"John, you know I wouldn't be asking you to do this if I wasn't desperate. If you do this for my I promise you that I will make it more than worth your while. If you know what I mean." Angela said.
"Angie, I don't know." I said.
"I'll let you get that big screen TV that you've been wanting." Angela said.
I had wanted that TV for a long time but she'd always said that it would look tacky in the house and that we didn't need one that big. It was a dirty trick on her part, she know that it would be a deal clincher.
"Okay Angie, I'll try, but I'll probably turn bright red and won't be able to go through with it." I said.
"You'll do fine. Now take off your wedding ring and let's get going." Angela said.
"Take off my ring?" I asked.
"Yes, I don't want the students to know that the two models are my husband and my sister, and I don't want them to know that you are married so take off your ring and when you see Rebecca try to act like you don't know her." Angela said.
"I'll try." I said.
I took off my wedding ring for the first time since I'd gotten married and we headed to the class. We took different cars so there wouldn't be anyone suspecting that we knew each other.
Angela walked into the classroom first; then I walked in a few seconds later. I looked around the room and counted 13 students, 11 women and 2 men. Rebecca was already there and waiting. Rebecca walked up to Angela to "introduce" herself so I figured I'd better do the same thing. I walked up to the two of them.
"Is one of you Angela?" I asked.
"That's me." Angela said.
"I'm John, your male model." I said.
"Oh excellent, I hoped that you'd be able to find us okay. I've just met your female counterpart, Rebecca was it?" Angela asked.
"Yes, that's right. It's a pleasure to meet you John." Rebecca said.
"You too." I said.
We shook hands.
"Well, since we're all here we might as well get started. This is a serious art class and not a strip show so through that door you will find a small room where the two of you may get undressed, there are robes in there so put on a robe and come back out." Angela said.
Rebecca and I walked into the other room and closed the door behind us. Rebecca immediately began taking off her clothes. I just stood there for a few seconds.
"You didn't volunteer for this did you John? My dear loving sister used her feminine charms and promised to make it worth your while if you would do this for her didn't she?" Rebecca asked.
I just nodded.
"That's just like her. She's such a free spirit that she thinks everyone else should be too. I guarantee you that if she weren't the one teaching the class she would have no problem modeling for them instead of me." Rebecca said.
"You're right about that, she'd love it." I said.
"John, I know this isn't exactly where you want to be right now, but don't you think it's a little too late to back out? Angela needs a male model and no matter how she got you to agree to it you did say that you would do it. Can you imagine how embarrassed she would be if the model she arranged backed out?" Rebecca asked.
"She'd be mortified, but she'd forgive me." I said.
"True, but think about this, how proud of you will she be if you go out there and do this for her even though it makes you uncomfortable? Angie lives a fairly conservative lifestyle with you because she loves you, this class is one of her few outlets for her free spirit, how much will it mean to her for you to share in part of that?" Rebecca asked.
"You're just like your sister; you can talk me into pretty much anything." I said.
"Good, then get your clothes off and let's get out there, I'm sure Angie's waiting." Rebecca said.
I took off my clothes trying to stay facing away from Rebecca, who just laughed at how shy I was.
"John you are one seriously sweet man, in a few minutes we're going to be completely naked in front of all of those people and you're still being shy in front of just me." Rebecca said.
"Yes, but my wife is out there and I'm doing this for her, it seems less bad if she's going to be there, but she isn't in here." I said.
Finally I put on my robe and Rebecca and I walked to the door and back into the classroom. The door to the hallway had been shut and locked and all of the blinds had been closed to give us as much privacy as possible.
"Here come our models. It took you a while in there, was there a problem?" Angela asked.
"No, no problem, we just figured we'd talk a little bit first so we didn't feel weird being nude together." Rebecca said.
"I see. That's a very good idea. See class, these are two adults who have never met before, but they have agreed to be nude for you and they are comfortable being nude together. I think we should applaud them for that." Angela said.
I have to admit that the applause boosted my ego a good bit. Of course I was not yet standing in front of them naked.
"Okay, how do you want us? Together? Apart?" Rebecca asked.