(please read the previous five chapters if you haven't already done so)
Cravings and Beyond
We awoke early in the morning and dressed. There was one hitch though.
'Hey guys, I really did not think about what I wore last night, and I can't really show up to work looking like... "
"A slut? Sure, you can borrow something to get you to work and we'll take that lovely outfit you wore last night with us and give it back to you in a couple of weeks when you come down to us," said Helen cheerily. "Oh, and when you come down, bring your cowboy costume with you. I have a cool idea for that."
"Which also means, Helen will go shopping too," I added.
"Have you ever known Helen to not go shopping before we do a photo shoot?" Said Hope rhetorically.
"And you both love what I pick up. They do love the results, and you love the results, or you would not have come to us. You'll love it."
"I know I will, and sure, I will bring 'Jessie James' with me."
We all met up with my parents and Kelly and had a quick breakfast before we headed off to the airport and Kelly and Jessie made their way to the clinic. The plane ride was quick, and we were home in a few hours. It had been a busy three weeks, and over the next few months life was going to change monumentally.
We took a cab from the airport to the house to find everything pretty much as we had left it. It looked like Clare had really only used the pool while we were gone before she left with the Finches. It was nice to be home, though Hope and I both had work in the morning. She was starting back as head of the publicity department, while I was reporting to the head of photography for the Athletic department.
Hope was excited to officially take over as the head of her department, and though school was still out for the Summer, she had a lot to do in preparation for the Fall semester. She was again missing doing the actual photographic work, and so made a point of taking on as many boudoir shoots that Helen could schedule. She was also eager to do our porn shoots and was really looking forward to Jessie coming down. Though Hope would have been happy with Jessie's visit even if the porn aspect wasn't there. We all loved Jessie, and she was game for almost anything sexually.
For my part, there was not much for me to do, with no students around for a few more weeks, though the Fall teams would be coming in for training camp. As low man on the totem pole, I was awarded the sports that the more senior photographers did not want to cover. So, I ended up with a number of the women's teams, which honestly, I was happy with. I had no problem covering the women. I even got the Women's Equestrian team, which meant that some days I would only have to walk across two fields to the Finch's stable.
Helen was the lucky one as she was going back to the studio and to starting up the gallery. For the most part it had become her kingdom, and she only had to worry about the work habits of the part time help: Hope and I. Helen also had the fun part of setting up the gallery and working on filling it with photographs and other artworks. Before we left for our trip, we had moved the crates holding the big canvasses of Helen's, along with the smaller canvasses. Helen had also a few large, mounted prints of some of her favorite pictures of Hope's from Kenya. She had reached out to the university's Art and Journalism Departments to get in contact with some of their best students. She made frequent trips to the hardware store for paint and such and did all the decorating of the space.
A few days after we got home, Hope and I decided that we would meet Helen at the studio-gallery, and we would all go to dinner. Not finding Helen in the studio, we took the elevator up a floor to the gallery where we did locate our wife painting a wall; naked and covered in black paint.
"Pet, why are you naked?" asked a surprised and shocked Hope. "Helen, you are a mess."
"Helen does a lot of her best work in the buff," I laughed.
"I realized, after I decided to paint today, that I had not brought any clothes to pain in. So, I figured as no-one was here, I could take off my clothes. Not like anyone was going to see me."
"You have paint all over you," I mentioned casually.
"Yeah, well... I wanted to get it done and as I was naked, I didn't have to be that careful."
"I just think it is because you love to be 'messy'," said Hope wryly. "But I have to say you look really cute."
"Cute sexy or cute puppy dog?"
"Cute sexy my love. So, stop painting for a few minutes, while I go get a camera from downstairs." Hope darted off towards the elevator.
"What do you want me to do in the meantime?"
"Dry pet. That's what I want you to do."
"So, the black wall looks good."
"Thanks. I'll paint the wall along the kitchen side black as well, but leave the raw brick on the other walls."
"Nice. And how much more of you are you going to paint?" I said laughing. "You do really look sexy. I get why Hope wants to shoot you. Not as erotic as what you shot with neon-UV paint, but playful sexy."
"Don't be surprised if our wife wants you to strip down once she has shot a few pictures of me. You know I'm right. Just be prepared to get messy yourself."
"No, you're the cute one."
"I'll bet you that within twenty minutes of Hope coming back, you have black paint on you and Hope is ramping us up to fuck." As she was talking, she moved over to her purse and grabbed some lipstick. "I was not really expecting anyone. You know she will want us to get down and dirty."
"I'll take that bet, but what are we betting?"
"If I win, I get a day of punishment from you and Hope, and if you win, I will take your nights for cooking for two weeks."
"Deal."
"What's a deal?" Came Hope's voice from the elevator. Not only was she carrying a camera but she also had a couple of umbrella lights and extension cords. Hope also had a finger looped through the straps of a pair of Helen's stilettos.
