Perfect Proportions

Taking a deep breath, Colleen let go of the deep blue covering and moved herself into position. She didn’t pose yet, not until she was asked to. As she settled against the table she gazed at each of the students.

Colleen had been working as a life model for almost two years, and always looked forward to the start of new classes and a whole new set of students. It was always interesting to see the mix of people who attended the classes, and when she could she enjoyed finding out their reasons for signing up.

Looking around she moved from face to face. There was the new to life classes, and now going bright red, lad of about twenty desperately fumbling with his various paintbrushes and easel and attempting to avoid eye contact. Next to him stood the quietly confident elderly man who from the look of his paint splattered clothes and the practised way he arranged his items, was a veteran of the art classes.

Over in the far corner, almost hidden behind her canvas, a nervous red headed lady bobbed around, a flash of a green scarf could occasionally be seen. Smiling to herself Colleen recognised her as someone who had often come to the classes, but who would only talk to her once she had re-robed afterwards.

Her eyes drifted over to the back of the new instructor for the class and she tried to remember her name. She hadn’t officially met her since the communication had been through the course secretary. Annoyed with herself she failed to recall it, but continued to gaze upon her nevertheless. She was stood behind one of the canvases, talking with an unseen student. She ran her eyes over her, admiring what she could see of her ass clearly visible through her pencil skirt as the fabric was pulled tight. Moving her attention up her body she gazed upon her long black hair that came down her back stopping just below her shoulders. It was swept away from her eyes by a red scarf the end of which could just be seen peeking out from under her hair. Colleen wondered what it would feel like to run her hands through it.

In a slow, almost luxurious motion, she turned and Colleen could see her emerald green eyes and tanned smooth face that, although a little age in it, still retained a youthful, mischievous appearance that she found instantly endearing and attractive.

Their eyes met and she waited for some sign of acknowledgement. To her surprise and confusion the woman just picked up a pad of paper from the table close to her and began speaking to the class.

She wasn’t being rude Colleen didn’t think, she just seemed more intent on teaching then actually paying her attention. It frustrated her slightly, but as she stood listening to the class, her eyes upon the woman as she animatedly introduced herself as Sue then began to explain the course, Colleen admired her dedication. Somehow she wanted her; she wanted to see how far her dedication would go and how quickly she could get her. Just the thought of the woman’s hands running over her was enough to send a shiver down Colleen’s spine.

Forcing herself not to be carried away by fantasy she focused and tried to listen to what was being said.

“Numbers are the most important thing when drawing the human form. Everything you are doing a real life drawing needs to be in proportion. Since it’s a form we see every moment of the day it can be the hardest to create upon paper, because your eyes ignore sections and then assume things are there. If you create a piece from this class but somehow it looks wrong, it’s likely that the proportions are out of balance. So make sure you get those correct from the outset.”

Sue paused and gazed upon each one in turn, before continuing. Colleen shifted her weight slightly. This wasn’t the time to be holding still, and since she had yet to be put in the desired position, ‘bent over the table’ - she laughed inside as the thought popped into her mind. A blush blossomed across her face. She would have to be careful during the session, otherwise she was going to get carried away.

Her body tensed and she focused on the floor, trying not to look at Sue at all taking a deep breath she attempted to relax as she waited, trying to push down thoughts that set her on edge with need.

Sue was talking again; her words pushed their way past Colleen’s own thoughts and echoed in her head. Her sultry voice cried out for attention and wouldn’t let go, so Colleen listened to what she was saying to the class once more.

“The human body is an amazing thing, no two are alike and so each model you have will, and should, look different upon paper. The differences may be minute but they will be there, and those minute differences all build up to give a unique being, which should be reflected within your drawings.”

She heard her turn and Colleen felt the class’s eyes falling onto her. Focusing on the floor she did her best to become extremely interested in a simple blue paint speck.

“This body for example is very well proportioned but has its own unique make up. So you need to work upon the proportions and then add the uniqueness and personality. Make sure, if you are doing a realistic picture that you get the shoulders and head in proportion with the rest of the body - quite often they are the hardest to do. Also, spend some time working on the arms and legs.”

Colleen realised she was nothing but a tool right now. The thought sent an odd shiver through her body. Just a tool to be used and moulded, her pussy twitched at the thought of it, the idea making her heart race and her nipples to become erect. She wanted Sue’s direction, needed it in a way she hadn’t been expecting but enjoyed.

A shadow moved over her. Heart racing, becoming almost deafening, she needed to concentrate, to be professional and to focus.

“Colleen is it?” Sue asked, her voice almost deafening Colleen. Biting back a moan as Sue had almost purred out her name Colleen realised she couldn’t take much more of it. Nodding in response she didn’t trust herself to speak. She heard the woman take a deep breath and she found herself hanging on in expectation of what Sue was about to say.

“Well Colleen, please could you get into position now. If you could stand up and place one hand upon the chair.” Moving as instructed, she attempted to focus and calm down. Gripping the back of the chair she positioned herself. The chair had been put there in case she needed to lean against something. Sue moved closer warmth flooding out of her body which Colleen could feel even though they weren’t touching.

“There, now could you twist your body slightly,” Colleen complied moving as if in a daze “ah that’s it, perfect. Right this pose will be for a while, but please tell me if you need to move we don’t want you straining this tool you’ve been blessed with.” With that Sue moved away and her attention instantly returning to the group.

As Colleen focused on the position she focused enough to be able to do her job. Normally she would have watched the people drawing but today she just remained focused on the chair and the fleck of paint, not trusting herself to not blush or lose her train of thought.

The time, thankfully, moved swiftly and after a few more poses she was done. Pulling on the dressing gown she took the opportunity to take a look at everyone’s work and answer any questions the various people had. There were always at least some questions; people seemed to feel the need to take some interest in the person they had seen naked. She didn’t mind it, although sometimes she wished she hadn’t looked at the drawings.

Soon people began to pack up and say their farewells. Colleen said her farewells to the class and moved to the small room she had changed in.

As she got to the door a voice, her voice, caused her to stop still.

“Thank you for that Colleen.”

A tingle ran up her spine, the hairs on her neck stood up on end. Smiling faintly she remained stood with her back to Sue.

“It’s my job; I try my best with it.” She said, her voice wavering slightly. A noise behind suggested that Sue had moved. Colleen could feel eyes boring into her. A tension built up in the room the made butterflies flutter in Colleen’s stomach. Grabbing for her clothes Colleen twisted to one side allowing her to see Sue out of the corner of her eye.

“Well, you do it very well. And you have such a breath-taking body, so beautifully proportioned, such sweet little numbers.”

Colleen blinked. She was used to men and women coming on to her but not in the way she was doing. She had to hand it to her, however it was certainly the most original chat up line. If that’s what it was of course, she prayed she wasn’t taking it the wrong way.

“Um...thank you?” She wasn’t quite sure how to take it and didn’t want to react one way or the other just in case she wasn’t being chatted up.

“You’re welcome, it was meant as a compliment, so do take it as one.” She felt Sue move closer, her whole body tingling as desire spread through it. The soft fabric of the dressing gown suddenly felt tight, restrictive. Sue touched her arm, causing her to jump involuntarily. The warmth from her hand spread through the fabric, almost burning and sending tingles radiating from the spot.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to make you jump.” Her voice sounded hesitant and she began to move her hand away. Colleen blinked; she couldn’t let her get away, not when she felt the attraction she did. Reaching across with her right hand she placed it upon Sue’s arm stopping her from moving.

“It’s okay, it wasn’t you. I’m just nervous, I wasn’t expecting it. Please, it’s okay.” She babbled, it wasn’t particularly the reasoning she would have used but it made sense for now, she thought, and at least it had the desired effect of keeping the hand there.

Sue squeezed her arm tenderly, moving closer still, their bodies only a breath’s width apart.

“If you’re sure.” Sue’s voice was suddenly low and soft, filled with a hint of desire. As she spoke Colleen heard her take one final step so that Sue’s body was pressed against her own.

“I am.” She didn’t want to say any more, she only wanted to act, leaning back a little to emphasise her point.

Sue’s right hand snaked around Colleen’s waist, holding her tight to her body. Biting her lip Colleen tilted her head back tilting her head so she could place a quick kiss against Sue’s neck. A moan escaped from Sue making Colleen wriggle back against her warm body. Sue’s hand tentatively moved her up from Colleen’s waits to her covered breasts. She took one in her hand and squeezed gently. Colleen moaned loudly wanting Sue badly wanting so much more. Sue squeezed again with more pressure, the fabric brushed against her breasts, heart spreading through her body. Colleen opened her mouth to speak but words failed her so she just moaned in pleasure trying to convey how she was feeling. .

She felt Sue shift her weight, then lips were pressing down on her neck. Sharp, quick kisses filled with desire and lust. She reached up and ran her hand over Sue’s own neck, pulling down closer to her. Wriggling back against Sue’s body she shifted the dressing gown so that it started to fall away. The movement of her ass against Sue’s body seemed to break through something in her as a growl escaped from Sue’s throat. In one swift motion she pulled the dressing gown, yanking it to one side and freeing Colleen’s breasts.

The kisses continued, hot, fast kisses, her warm breath causing Colleen to soar. Sue’s long fingers grasped at the now bare breasts, rolling the erect nipples in her fingers, pulling them into sharp points. She moaned into Colleen as she cried out, the sharp pain from her nipples mixed with the lust she felt sending her higher then she had been before and making her wetter then she thought possible. She had never been one for pain in sex but she got the feeling the older woman could open her world to a lot of new possibilities.

Colleen felt her legs buckle under her but she was held up in a firm grip. She let a whimper out when her breasts were released, feeling Sue trace her fingers down her body until she reached her pussy. Colleen’s body trembled as the fingers paused momentarily before being pushed gently into her. She could already tell how wet she was but it was clear from the deep moan that Sue wasn’t expecting it. Her clit twitched and she shifted her body trying to move Sue into a position her body now craved.

Fingers moved in a blur pushing deep into her whilst Sue’s palm brushed constantly against her clit sending Colleen’s body soaring.

“Do you like that?” She whispered into Colleen’s ear. Shivering Colleen nodded in response, the fact that Sue’s voice was dripping with lust and husky with desire somehow made the whole thing far more erotic. Turning her head slightly she was able to look up at her, a flame was burning in her eyes. Kissing her passionately Colleen pushed against her lips. When Sue moved away briefly to take a breath she moved with her pushing her tongue into her mouth, exploring and dancing.

When Sue finally broke away from the kiss she also moved her hands away from Colleen and much to Colleen’s disappointment took a step away from her. Colleen turned around to face her, concern pushing through the lust she felt. Had she gone too far? Was Sue just going to turn and leave? Fears raced through her as she looked over to Sue but as she did she saw her eyes and the fears melted away. Sue’s eyes seemed filled with so much desire Colleen knew what was going to happen. Taking a step forward to close the distance between them Colleen this time took the initiative. Pulling at her dressing gown she undid it completely then shrugged it off letting it fall to the ground, leaving her completely naked once more.

As Sue took a second to drink in her body Colleen stood still, letting her gaze at her. Unlike earlier when she had felt just a tool, now she felt so much more and she could see the desire radiating from Sue. Now she felt wanted and she liked it. Deciding Sue had looked long enough Colleen covered the distance between them before wrapping her hands around Sue’s waist and tugging at the zip that held her skirt closed. Running her fingers into the waistline she smiled as she tugged the skirt down. She wasn’t going to be the only one with clothes missing. The skirt hit the floor revealing deep red silk knickers; a garter belt and garters holding up what Colleen had thought were tights but were clearly actually stockings. Biting her lip she gazed at Sue who squirmed a little, obviously not used to such close scrutiny.

With no intention to stop the scrutiny Colleen turned her attention to Sue’s blouse. Slowly undoing the buttons one at a time she took her time to watch as Sue squirmed, before in a final flourish she slipped the blouse off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor raising an eyebrow as she did so. To her surprise but delight Sue was wearing a tight basque in the same deep red as her knickers were.

Stepping back it was Colleen’s turn to stand and drink Sue’s body in, not for the first time nerves took hold of her as her desire bubbled up. Although clearly older than Colleen, Sue was in very good shape. Her skin was tanned with a faint muscle definition. The basque was tight but not too restrictive and gave her body a pinched waist look about it. Licking her lips she decided she approved, although the underwear wasn’t anything she would ever wear it didn’t mean she didn’t appreciate it, and she definitely appreciated it on Sue.

Deciding she had looked over her long enough Colleen moved back to Sue and wrapping an arm around her waist she kissed her passionately. Sue’s mouth opened just enough for Colleen to take hold of Sue’s bottom lip and bite down just a small amount. Drawing back with Sue’s lip in her mouth she let go only when Sue moaned slightly. Letting go she was just about to move when Sue grabbed hold of her waist and span her around so that she faced the table. Pushing her down over it Sue placed a hand firmly on the small of her back pinning her there.

Unable to see what Sue was doing Colleen had to rely upon the noises that were occurring around her. Various items sounded like they were being picked up and moved around but as she wriggled impatiently she couldn’t see what was happening. After what seemed like an age but in reality was only now really a few moments Sue released her and let her turn around.

Colleen was surprised to see that Sue had a large smile on her face, her eyes twinkling with a mix of mischievousness and lust. Colleen’s eyes wandered down Sue’s body to the items she was now holding in her hand her surprise becoming curiosity as she found that Sue was holding a paintbrush and two small sealed pots in her hands.

Without saying anything Sue unscrewed one of the pots causing Colleen to attempt to take a peek. From the inside of the pot she could just see what looked like a vivid hot pink colour. She looked at Sue questioningly but Sue only smiled like a cat who had got its cream and ran her tongue slowly over her lips. Without hesitating Sue dabbed the paintbrush into the pot and drew it out.

The tip of the paintbrush was now covered in the hot pink powder, powder which was quickly but gently drawn around Colleen’s left breast. The pink encircled her breast leaving nothing but her nipple uncovered. The bristles tickled against Colleen’s skin sending shivers of delight through her. Without removing the paintbrush Sue drew a line across to her other breast then encircled that one too.

Colleen shuddered although it was a simple act the attention that Sue was paying and the way her eyes shifted as if Colleen was a living canvas caused her body to react quickly she could feel her legs becoming damp as her pussy twitched desperate for attention. The brush was removed from her body and Sue took a step back looking her over. Once again Colleen felt like she was nothing more than a tool for Sue to use and bit her lip to hold back a moan. The idea of being used in the traditional sense wasn’t something that appealed to Colleen in any way but somehow just being there for Sue to use was the most erotic feeling and one she couldn’t shake. Her whole body tingled with need, her senses soaring so every movement and sound was amplified.

Sue unscrewed the second pot placing the first down next to her. Peeking over Colleen could just see a flash of green powder. Sue dipped the brush into the new powder and drawing it out looked Colleen up and down.

“You really do have perfect proportions.” With that she moved forward and traced a line from the centre of Colleen’s breasts downward over her stomach stopping just before she got to Colleen’s clit, her shaved mound now covered in a green powder that was cool to the touch.

Colleen instinctively parted her legs her heart hammering. She wondered what Sue would do next and didn’t have long to find out. Rather than moving away and putting the brush down Sue turned it in her hand. Tracing the base of the brush down from the green powder slit over Colleen’s clit and with a look of complete desire pushed slightly into Colleen’s twitching pussy.

Colleen cried out arching her back and rocking her hips forward. Shifting her weight she pushed down on the brush as more was pushed into her. Sue leaned forward planting a kiss on Colleen’s lips. Colleen moaned into it moving so that the brush moved out of her a small amount before being pushed back in.

Sue moved away from the kiss enough to tilt her head a little and whisper in Colleen’s ear.

“You like that?”

Colleen couldn’t do anything else other than nod as Sue increased the movement with determination. Her finger was pressed up against Colleen’s clit which caused Colleen’s body to shiver. Moaning Colleen cried out digging her nails against the table. A knot of energy began to build up inside her and she started to breathe rapidly her body tensing.

Sue continued pushing deeper and harder into her and before Colleen realised what was happening her body shook and throbbed as an orgasm rocked through her. Crying out in pleasure she felt Sue hold her up as her legs collapsed underneath her.

Smiling faintly, Colleen welcomed her into her arms, already looking forward to the next life class session.