Erotic Portrait 2 – Seduction of the twins
(Preface: This is the second story that loosely follows the same theme as its predecessor. You won't lose much in understanding of this story if you don't read the first one. Some of the people commenting on the first story failed to pick up on the fact that the housewife had lost a lot of her inhibitions after being given something to drink. Maybe the housewife's demeanor had more to do with what she had to drink than just being a consenting slut.)
Jill and Jean were a set of identical twins. While they each strove to have their individual identities, they still found themselves wearing their hair and dressing alike quite a bit of the time. This lead to frequent confusion as to who was who. While most identical twins have at least some identifying difference to them, Jill and Jean were as close to having absolutely identical features as you could possibly get. They had long medium brown hair that flowed down their back, almost to their ass. Both girls worked to maintain a nice 36-24-36 shape, with very firm 36D breasts. Each had seductively, soft brown eyes and small pert nose. At 5'6", and those features, you could almost envision both of them carved as a statue on a pedestal in some ancient Greek temple.
The girls were in their 3 rd year of college at Cal Tech. As is usual at most colleges, the girls had been required to live in the dorm the first year. However, they found living in the dorm to be too distractive sometimes for studying. From some friends, they found it could be less expensive if they shared a small apartment and split expenses. The first year in college, their parents were able to foot the bill for all their college expenses but by the second year, the girls found them selves strapped for cash. Their parents had died due to a car crash that left the estate with huge medical bills and not much left over to fund the girls stay at college. They had no other close relatives they could tap for financial assistance. This meant it was an absolute necessity to share a small apartment, and find odd jobs as well to help pay for college and living expenses.
One option to pick up extra cash presented itself in the form of being a tutor. Both girls were smart enough and far along enough in college that they could act as tutors for underclassmen. The weekly college 'rag' had a number of ads from underclassmen looking for someone to help tutor them through some of their first year classes. While there were plenty of ones to choose from, the girls found it didn't really pay enough to do that exclusively. Occasionally there would be an ad for some kind of 'temp' help that paid a little better, but those kinds of opportunities were few and far between, until they ran across and intriguing one.
Michael's portraits were well known among some of the wealthier clients. Michael's specialty was 'old world masters' style paintings. His favorite subject was either nude or semi-nude female subjects in a Greek goddess, Egyptian royalty, or Middle Eastern harem style. On occasion, he would find a model that fit a classical European look or a 1500's Polynesian. Most of Michael's clients bought his works to be hung in the client's more private parts of their expensive mansions.
Most of the time, a client would commission Michael to paint someone related to the client or someone the client had picked. In between commissions, Michael would find his own models to paint, for a 'stock' portrait that could be sold to a client who needed a painting to hang but had no one in mind of who should be in the painting. In these cases, Michael would sometimes put an ad in the local college 'rag' for portrait models. Michael's normal commission work paid well enough to offer the college students a generous cash payment and that meant he had a wealth of applicants to choose from.
It was just such and ad that Jill and Jean responded to. They were really getting down on money for next month's rent, utilities, and food. The job of modeling seemed like an easy way to make some quick cash to meet the urgent bills and maybe have something left over.
The ad instructed them to fill out a short questionnaire and attach a snapshot of the applicant. The questionnaire asked the usual mundane things, but also had some questions about current living status, clothing sizes and if the model had any close relatives and whether they had model for the studio before. Each of the girls dutifully filled out all the information, set their digital camera on a table, set for time delay, to get a picture of the two of them together. They mailed the questionnaires and picture to the address in the ad and waited to see if there would be a response.
Almost a week had passed and the girls had not heard anything. Rent would be due in a week and the money situation was getting tighter and tighter. There seemed to be a shortage of work opportunities in the past couple of weeks and the girls found themselves really counting on the modeling job for the cash they needed.
It was 7 days after they had submitted their application that they got an evening call from Michael wanting to know if they could come in for an interview right after dinner on Friday. The girls were ecstatic that they had made it to the interview process. The normal rule of thumb was that if you made it this far, there was an 80% chance you would be chosen for whoever you wanted to work for. With Michael, that was even more true. With certain model applications, he did extensive background checks before granting an interview.
With this being Thursday, the girls could hardly sleep, thinking that there was a good chance they would be chosen and that they would soon have the money for next month's rent.
The next day, they found themselves seated in the front office of Michael's studio. Michael, being the perfect host, offered the girls some tea to drink. Both girls remarked that the tea Michael had set before them was the best they had ever tasted. Not only was it unlike anything they had ever had before, it had a very soothing, relaxing quality about it.
As Michael began to explain what he was looking for, he was also judging the girls reactions to the drink and how they reacted to each other. From the results of the background check on the girls, he was almost entirely sure they would be the ones he would pick. He had only needed to see what they looked like in person.
At the end of 20 minutes, he announced that the modeling job was theirs. He told them how much they would be paid and what kind of time commitment to expect. As a good faith gesture he gave them a small cash payment but they would receive enough to not have to worry about rent or food for a long time after the painting was done.
He explained the reason he paid at the end was that sometimes it would take multiple sessions to finish the painting and that sometimes the model would not show up for the final session. After verbally agreeing to the preliminary terms, Michael brought pulled out a contract for them to sign. He explained that it was his standard contract, they could read it if they wanted, but the sooner they signed, the sooner they could get started. The girls were in such a giddy mood about having got the job and in such a hurry to get started, they skipped reading and just went straight to the signature line.
Michael filed the papers in his desk drawer and said he would need them to start right away posing for preliminary sketches. The girls couldn't believe their ears. They could start right away, which meant they could probably get paid a day or two sooner than they had anticipated.
