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It had been a balmy spring day when Jessica set out on her errands that Saturday morning. She felt light-hearted and frisky as she strode through the city, stopping to pick up her laundry, mail a package, do a little marketing. The smile on her face was contagious, and passersby smiled back - particularly male passersby. For she was not only smiley, but full-figured and voluptuous.
When, unexpectedly, the rain started to fall, Jessica decided to take cover. She was only a block from the museum which she'd meant to visit ever since moving to the city. This was a perfect time to check it out, she decided.
As she wandered through the galleries, she was particularly drawn to the paintings of nudes. How beautiful they are, so pink and fleshy and warm, she thought. Those painters of old really appreciated the female form. A large canvas by Rubens drew her close. Though painted three centuries ago, the woman on the canvas could have been her sister with her generous bosom, swelling hips, rounded belly, and thighs like down pillows you wanted to sink your head into. You could almost feel the silky flesh.You could almost smell the perfume of her desire.
Transfixed by the canvas, Jessica was startled when a male voice interrupted her reverie. Standing next to her and gazing raptly at the painting was a very tall, very handsome, and very disheveled young man. From his paint-spattered jeans Jessica guessed he must be a painter.
"Have you ever seen such a gorgeous woman?" he asked. "That's what a real woman looks like. That's the kind of woman I dream of painting, one who oozes sensuality. Not like the stick figures you see today. Give me a woman like that and I could paint a masterpiece."
At that, he turned to Jessica and for the first time seemed to notice her. His eyes opened wide with appreciation as he scanned her body, stopping to gaze caressingly at her breasts, then taking in the rest of her. Under her clingy silk dress, he could see the edges of a lace camisole peeking out. "Say," he addressed her directly, "have you ever posed for a painter? I'd love to have you sit for me."
Why not, thought Jessica. It would be a first. "But I won't pose nude," she answered, feeling a little shy.
"Then bring something to wear, if you must," he said. But not anything too concealing. You are a magnificent woman, and I want to capture the fullness of you."
They set a date for the following Saturday, and all week Jessica pondered what she should wear for the sitting. She went through her bureau, trying on all her sexiest bras and panties. She tried on nightgowns and negligees. She wrapped a feathered boa around her shoulders, then discarded it. She tried on her marabou slippers and kicked them off impatiently. Though she looked stunning in every garment, she was looking for something perfect. At last she found it - a curve-hugging, black pin-stripe chemise with a floral pattern that danced across the curves of her full breasts. She turned to look over her shoulder in the mirror at the embroidered hemline which barely covered her firm buttocks. She coiled a long string of pearls around her neck. The effect stunning-classic but modern, and sexy in any age.
The next Saturday, she climbed the five flights to the artist's studio and knocked on the door breathlessly. He opened it wide and noticed her heaving bosom. "Artists are supposed to live in garrets," he said laughingly and showed her the way to the chaise she'd be posing on. "You can undress behind the screen," he said. "And have a glass of brandy to relax a bit. Posing for the first time can make you a bit nervous" She blushed and took a sip from the goblet he offered her.
She reclined on the chaise awkwardly. He came close and began arranging her limbs as he wanted them. He touched her lightly, moving her shoulder back, her torso forward. Her hip to the right. The strap of her chemise slipped down revealing most of a breast. She reached to conceal herself. "No, no!" he cried. "That's perfect. Stay just that way." He adjusted her legs slightly and could feel her heat. She saw his face flush, and he reached for his own brandy snifter . "I guess I'm a little nervous too," he confessed. "I've never painted such a magnificent woman. I'm a bit overwhelmed."
Nevertheless, he regained his composure and quickly set to work. As he mixed his colors, he studied her appraisingly. Jessica felt she'd never been looked at so penetratingly. His eyes bore into her flesh. Though lightly covered, she felt naked under his intent gaze. They spoke little, buy three hours passed quickly. Jessica daydreamed, the painter painted.
"Come take a look," he announced, finally. Jessica drew on her black silk kimono robe and approached the easel. There she was, a woman on canvas, yet clearly flesh and blood. She was absolutely gorgeous, every bit as luscious as the nude in the Rubens painting. Unable to contain her pleasure, she threw her arms around the painter and planted a kiss on his lips. "Thank you," she cried. "You've made me a Venus."
"You are my Venus," he answered and drew her tightly to him. "What do you say we take a break now?" he asked, kissing her again and drawing her down to the chaise.
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Whether you are posing for an artist, or for your lover, you can show off your voluptuous curves and keep his eyes riveted by wearing a naughty little nothing that accentuates your very best features.
- Cleavage looks even juicier in a baby doll with underwire support.
- If your derriere turns his head, a pair of cheeky boy shorts will set him spinning.
- A nighty with thigh high slit will grab his attention by revealing a curvy leg. How you move that leg is up to YOU.
Let your body be the canvas in the art of love.
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Seduction Tip: Now you can treat yourself to a set of three pair crotchless panties in assorted colors. These scanty panties are a fun surprise under just about anything - from a skirt in the park to a bustier in the bedroom. Have some hot fun in the summer time - or any season for that matter.
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