0 comments/ 79625 views/ 46 favorites The Indian Serenade By: The Indian Serenade At one point, Alex asked her to lie on her back on the sofa and raise one leg while she stared out the window with her arms above her head. As his artist's eye surveyed the pose, he walked to the end of the sofa to adjust the fan gently blowing her hair. The tension growing within him between the aloof artist and the libidinous man caused him to trip over a light pole. He had to lunge quickly to grab the pole before it smashed upon the ground. In doing so, his head fell to the hem of her garment. His eyes were drawn to the intoxicating path leading from her creamy thighs to the dark umber of her sex, flushed and full. He saw her puffy, dimpled labia peel back from her damp chamber. He watched a single teardrop of moisture slide lazily down her slit and cling at the bottom of the crevice. He witnessed the faint outline of her pink bud peeking out from within her dark reddish brown hood. He imagined running his tongue along her tender gash just before placing the purple head of his engorged cock against the seeping entrance of her canal to begin his slow journey into her inner sanctum. Shawnee, who just a few days earlier would have been traumatized at the thought of a man peering at her sex, especially in its excited, lubricated state, sat motionless. Only her eyes moved as she watched Alex's face and saw the lust intensify as he stared at her, unable to tear his eyes away from the allure of her sanctuary. She wasn't embarrassed; she felt empowered. Here was a gorgeous, talented man whom she'd grown to care about deeply and whom she found insanely attractive frozen with yearning for her and for her body. She'd never felt so alive. She'd been trained by her family to focus on logic and on goals, so this excursion into the realm of pure sensuality was like discovering a part of herself that had remained dormant. Alex eventually regained enough composure to pull himself away. He looked at her face and started to say, "I ..." But, when their eyes met, he was embarrassed. He rose and mumbled, "Stay there I'll be right back." Alex scurried out the front door. Once outside, he closed his eyes and breathed hard. He knew he had to relieve himself, and he hurriedly unbuckled his jeans, slid them halfway down his thighs and furiously jacked himself. His mind's eye was consumed with every precious detail of Shawnee's pussy. It only took a minute for the first milky rope to spray into the forest air. Six more followed before he was able to slow his hand. His orgasm was so violent that he fell against the wall and had to brace himself for a few moments before he could muster the strength to pull up his pants with trembling hands. As he did, he discovered the huge wet stain on his jeans from his leaking cock. He pulled down the bottom of his t-shirt and hoped it was long enough to cover the wet mark. While he was gone, Shawnee's hand was drawn to her own sex. She didn't know where he went or how long he would be gone, but she figured the sound of his boots upon the wooden steps would give her a fleeting alarm. Her fingers dove into her hot vaginal channel. Since the thought of getting caught masturbating would have been horrifying, she decided to forego any subtleties and went straight for her clit. She imagined Alex stripping off his shirt and dropping his pants so he could take her right there on the sofa. She conjured the image of his cock and watched him enter her with her mind's eye. She felt his thick head bore past her entrance and slide, hot and hard into the deepest recesses of her sexual soul. She dreamed her hand was his thick shaft bombarding her clit with each passionate stroke. She pushed her sex toward her hand, imagining the feeling of his heavy balls slap against her. As she passed over to the far reaches of orgasmic bliss she tried to envision the feel of his seed spraying her and filling her cavity. Her back arched high and stiffened as she climaxed. At last her body sank into the cushions of the sofa in much needed relief. Her face was hot and flushed. Once she was able to stand, she rose and ran quickly into the dressing room to run water over her face, wash her hands and to wipe away some of the moisture bathing her thighs. She took a deep breath and was on her way back to the sofa when Alex began trudging up the stairs. He walked in carrying a set of brushes in an attempt to obscure the real reason for his quick departure. Shawnee looked at his crotch and saw that the think line was not quite as prominent. Her pussy tingled at the thought that they had both masturbated to relieve the intensity of what had just occurred. "Sorry about that. I had to get some things from the truck," he said with false bravado. "No problem," she said lightly. The rest of the afternoon was spent in intense work as Alex brought his vision to life. When the light was growing dim, he laid down his brush, wiped his hands and declared that session complete. "May I see it?" Shawnee asked. "You're the model. Of course ... you can look any time," he said with a smile. Shawnee eagerly trotted to the other side of the easel in anticipation. She sucked in a quick breath and her hand flew to her mouth when she saw the rendering he'd completed of her. It was one of the most beautiful paintings she'd ever seen. The way he captured the wisps of her hair and the delicate contours of her slender body were amazing. But, it was her eyes that left her speechless. He not only accurately recreated their shape and color ... he somehow managed to ensnare the dreamy solitude of both the person and the imaginary character she created as she posed. He was focused on her face, watching her reactions. His smile grew as her approval grew. A tear formed at the corner of her eye and slid down her face. "Alex, I don't even know what to say. You made me look ... look ... beautiful." "I didn't make anything. I tried to capture as much of your beauty as my skill and talent would enable me to do, but the beauty, Shawnee, is yours. It always has been." He picked up her hand and softly kissed it. She looked at him with her mouth open and her eyes moist. She started to speak, but he put his hand to her cheek and placed his thumb to her lips to let her know she didn't have to say anything. Her reaction told him all he needed to know. Alex cleaned up and covered his canvas to protect it as it dried while Shawnee changed into the baggy clothes that now seemed out of place to her. They drove back to campus with Shawnee talking a mile a minute about the day and his talent and the process and everything. Alex mostly just listened and laughed at her enthusiasm. Three o'clock was now the highlight of her day. Shawnee couldn't wait to see what new vista Alex would discover within her each day. He painted one portrait with her sitting in the window. Another was of her bending over the basin washing her face. One day, Alex asked Shawnee to walk with him around the grounds before changing. They walked through the woods and came to a creek with an old wooden bench beside it. She sat on the bench as he moved around her to gauge the light. The afternoon light wasn't strong enough to penetrate the thick covering of tree branches. Since the next day was a Saturday, they decided to meet at 7:00 am so the eastern light could bathe the area before hiding behind the trees. "If you don't have plans, can I buy you dinner?" Alex asked. Shawnee's face nearly exploded into a smile. "No ... no plans. I'd love to go to dinner with you!" She asked to be dropped off at her apartment first, so Alex said he'd pick her up in an hour. Each went home, showered and spruced up a bit. Alex wore a blazer, white shirt and chinos. Shawnee fluffed out her hair and let it fall on her shoulders. She'd noticed how Alex responded to seeing her hair fall to its full length. She only had a couple of dresses, but they were killers, she thought. She wore a black dress that clung tightly to her body. It had small gold designs sprinkled throughout. Around her neck, she wore a simple gold chain. When she opened her front door, Alex's mouth dropped open. She beamed. That's the reaction she hoped to elicit. "Holy shit!" he exclaimed. "You're not so bad yourself," she said. They decided to head to the other side of town to a seafood restaurant nestled in a marina. The restaurant's dining room stuck out over the lake. The food was terrific, but it was rarely crowded because most people in the city didn't even know it was there. Alex held her chair for her, which garnered an approving smile from their waitress. Alex ordered a bottle of pinot grigio. Shawnee felt like a princess. She loved how focused Alex was on everything she said. The waitress described the specials, and Alex lit up immediately when she mentioned Maryland crabs that had been flown in that day. "Do you mind smashing shells with a wooden hammer and creating a mess?" he asked Shawnee. "That sounds perfect," she answered. "Kind of like this whole evening." Both Alex and the waitress smiled broadly. This was really the first time they'd talked about themselves, so Alex took the opportunity learn as much as he could about her. Shawnee's parents met in Arizona. He mom had moved there from Brazil to look for work. Her truck broke down and was towed to a repair shop owned by a gentle man named Sam. Sam was an Apache Indian. He was smitten the moment the long dark legs emerged from the tow truck. He fixed her truck and told her the bill was either $50,000 or dinner with him. She flashed a wide smile at him, and he was hooked. "So that explains where your exotic beauty comes from," he said. She blushed and replied, "I have to say my Mom is pretty hot. If I could look a tenth as good as her, I'd be happy." He took her hand. "You have to make me a promise ... right here ... right now." "Okay ... what?" "Never ever for the rest of your life say anything derogatory about yourself or your looks." "But ..." "No ... not one more word like that ... ever!" "That's not going to be easy. I've never thought of myself as attractive ... at least until I saw myself in your paintings." "I'm certainly glad I could open your eyes, but all I do is paint what's already there." "But, the way you see me is so different from the way I see myself." "Then, wise up!" She smiled shyly. "We are not leaving this spot until you promise me. I mean it." She looked into his eyes and saw that he wasn't joking. "Okay. I'll try." "Nope ... not good enough. I want a promise." She rolled her eyes a bit but held up her hand in a Girl Scout salute and said, "Okay ... I promise not to put myself down anymore." He smiled. "Now, we have to seal that promise so it doesn't escape." He rose slightly from his chair and leaned in to kiss the soft full lips he'd fantasized about. The kiss was sweet and gentle ... just like Alex. She closed her eyes and didn't breathe until the kiss was complete. Her eyes remained closed for a moment even after he returned to his seat. He rested his chin on his hand and smiled, watching her reaction. Shawnee sighed deeply and said, "That was the best kiss ever," as she slowly opened her eyes. "You can do that any time you want." Alex took the cue and leaned over to kiss her again. This time, she put her hands around his neck, and they opened their mouths so their tongues could meet. She loved the feel of his soft lips upon hers. She loved the way his tongue probed her mouth and invited her into his. That was the moment she realized she was falling in love with him. When they finally broke their embrace, the waitress waited momentarily for them to recover and then popped over to ask if there was anything else. "Do you want some more wine or would you like to go back to either your place or mine?" "I think maybe just the check," she said to the waitress. The waitress smiled and said, "Right away." Alex and Shawnee went back to her place. She was acutely aware of what was about to happen, and she thought it might be easier to be in her own environment. Alex stopped on the way and bought a bottle of champagne. Before the door to her apartment had even closed completely, Alex pulled Shawnee tightly into his arms and kissed her with a passion he didn't want to display in the restaurant. Shawnee's fingers weaved through his soft blond hair. She rubbed her thigh against the pronounced bulge in his pants and felt a small gush of liquid flow into her panties. Alex picked her slight body up in his strong arms and carried her into her bedroom. Their lips never parted during the journey. He laid her on the downy comforter and tossed his jacket to the side of the room without breaking eye contact. He moved beside her and wrapped his arms around her back and kissed her with an animal passion that took Shawnee's breath away. He stopped long enough to pull his shirt out of his pants and pulled it over his head. She surveyed his firm chest and tight abs. Then she threw her arms around his neck to renew their kisses. She placed her hand over his cock, and Alex stiffened at her touch. He unbuckled his chinos and pushed both his pants and boxers down so she could touch his skin. Shawnee's eyes were closed as she began exploring the heat and ridges of his stiff penis. She cupped his balls and ran her hand up the entire length to the tip, which was leaking slick fluid. Alex used his feet to kick off the remainder of his pants luxuriating in being naked next to her. He used one of his hands to slide the zipper of her dress all the way down. She pulled her arms from the garment and pushed it past her trim hips. Alex expertly unclasped her bra and slid one hand under it to finally touch the breasts and nipples he'd been seeing in his makeshift studio. Her breasts were smooth and firm. He didn't have to break his kiss to look at them since their cone shape and puffy caps were etched into his brain. As his fingertips explored them he mentally saw each freckle, the mole on the inside of her left breast, the soft underside curve as they rose off her chest and the dimples of her stiff nipples that always seemed to be at attention. Shawnee lifted her ass off the bed and tugged the black pantyhose down her legs along with her thong. Alex didn't need any more of a hint. He thrust a hand between her silky thighs to touch the oasis he'd seen in his mind a million times since their encounter a few days earlier. It was everything he'd imagined. The swollen lips of her pussy invited his hand and his body into her most private chamber. She was so wet that he felt compelled to break off their kiss long enough for him to suck her nectar off his fingers. That act was so erotic that Shawnee unleashed another small gusher of clear liquid that ran down the crack of her ass. Alex began moving his head down her body and stopped to suck her nipple into his waiting mouth. She breathed deeply as he rubbed her nipple against his tongue. His journey continued as her heat and panting increased. He moved between her legs and felt his pulse quicken as he took in the full beauty of her pussy for the first time at such an intimate distance. She arched her back as he ran his tongue up the length of her soaked slit. His tongue fought past her labia to reach tantalizingly into her sex. He moved his mouth over her hood and gently coaxed her clit from its protector. He inserted one, then two fingers into her and felt the unexpected barrier within. Shawnee stiffened as he hit the wall. She rose up on her elbows and looked at him, and said, "I'm sorry." He was confused and asked, "Sorry?" "This is my first time," she explained. "We all have a first time, but what does 'sorry' mean?" "I thought you'd be disappointed to discover you were in bed with a virgin." He stopped and moved up so he could look directly into her eyes. "Shawnee, everything about you fascinates me. I can't stop thinking about you. I can't stop dreaming about you. I can't stop imagining how you look and feel and taste. I feel so honored to be invited into your bed that there's nothing you could possibly that would disappoint me. Can't you see that? Can't you feel that?" A tear formed in her eye. "I think so, but I was so afraid to let myself feel that way in case it wasn't true." He put his hands on either side of her face and looked deeply into her eyes. "Believe it. It is true. It is real. And, I hope I don't freak you out by saying this, but I'm falling in love with you." Her eyes flooded with tears. "I don't even know how to describe the connection I feel with you. It's ... It's like a primal bond that starts with my heart and ends with yours." She was now sobbing. She moved his hand from her cheek to her mouth and kissed it. "Are those tears of joy or tears of 'Oh, shit ... this dude is moving way too fast?'" he asked. She laughed at the concern on his face and in his voice. "They're definitely tears of joy." His face softened in relief. "When you kissed me at the restaurant so gently, I knew I was falling in love with you, and it scared me to death." "Why?" "Because you're so handsome and talented and funny ... you could have anyone. I worried that you wouldn't want me." He sighed. "I wish I could pull you inside my heart so you'd know how I feel about you. I wish you could look out my eyes to see how beautiful you are. I wish you could feel my excitement every time you walk into a room. I wish you could feel how hard my dick gets every time I look at your stunning face and sexy body. I wish, Shawnee, you could see yourself the way I see you." She smiled as she wiped her eyes. "Give me time, my love." She reached down and wrapped her finger around his erection. "Right now, I really want this inside me." "Are you sure? We can always wait if you're not ready." "I've never been surer of anything in my entire life. If you don't put this beautiful penis inside me this instant, I'm going to have to attack you!" He smiled at her; she smiled at him. Alex moved between her legs, and Shawnee immediately wrapped them around his body. He kissed her while he rubbed the tip of his cock up and down her dewy gash. She held his head and continued kissing him as he began his cautious descent into her. Alex let her hands and her breath and her lips be his guide. He moved slowly in and out of her, letting her adjust to her first male invader. He inched his way until he hit her hymen. She lifted his face so she could look into his eyes. "It's okay, my love. I know it's going to sting, but I also know that sting will be replaced by passion." "I just hate the thought of hurting you." "That's what makes it okay," she said with a warm smile. "Just kiss me make it one quick plunge." Alex began kissing her slowly and deeply. He pulled out and plunged hard into her. Shawnee gasped and squeezed her eyes shut. Once she'd relaxed and let out a breath, Alex looked at her with tears in his own eyes. She looked at him with deep love and used her thumbs to wipe away those tears. Then she kissed his eyes. "Okay ... now I'm ready for the good stuff." He swallowed and smiled at her. He began moving very slowly and steadily picked up speed as he felt her relax and begin responding to him. As he felt the walls of her vagina ripple and grip him, he kissed her neck and her ears. "I love you, Shawnee," he whispered intimately to her. She kissed his cheek and pulled him tighter to her with both her legs and her arms. Alex'd had his share of lovers, but the intensity of this experience was new to him. He worked hard to bring them to simultaneous orgasm. He ground his cock and his pelvis into her clit with each stroke. He rubbed one nipple between his fingers and sucked the other. He felt her body give itself over to her carnal desires as she writhed against him. Alex felt his balls tighten and knew he wouldn't be able to hold back much longer. He wet his fingers with his mouth and moved his hand so he could gently massage her clit. Instantly, the added pressure pushed her to a new level of passion, as she panted and buried her head against his chest. The Indian Serenade Shawnee screamed as the first wave of pleasure exploded within her. She bucked wildly against his cock. Alex let himself go and shot his seed into her with such force that he felt light-headed as he growled. Shawnee ground against him unsure how much more of this pleasure she could consciously stand. Alex kept shooting semen into her, and each blast shook his body with a level of pleasure that was new to him. Shawnee finally arched her back and remained motionless for a moment before letting out two soft sighs and sinking onto the bed. Alex thrusted only a few more times before, he too, was spent. They lay together for a couple of minutes recovering. They both knew they'd experienced something magical, and they each wrapped their arms around each other in tight embrace. When Alex's shrunken penis, surrounded by a sea of slippery fluid, could no longer defy gravity and slipped out of Shawnee's pussy, he rolled over so she lay atop him and pulled a blanket over her as she snuggled against him. After a listening to his heart slow to it normal pace and feeling his breathing return to its usual tempo, Shawnee said, "I am SO glad I waited for you to be my first. I know no one else would have ever been so loving and kind to me. Thank you." He squeezed her to him. "That's like thanking me for breathing. I can't imagine treating you any other way." She squeezed him back. "Obviously, I have nothing to compare it with ..." "Nor do you want to ... believe me, it's all downhill from here," he interrupted. She continued while she laughed, "I was going to say it's a shame they don't give gold medals for sex, because I don't need to have had any other encounters to know you're an amazing lover." She bit her lip and added, "Alex, now it may be my turn to freak you out, but I'd be very happy if I never ever had the opportunity to have another lover." He lifted her up so he could look at her and saw the scared little girl look on her face. He smiled. "Do you really mean that?" She nodded yes. He reached up and brushed the shiny licorice hair from her face and said, "I think I can arrange that." She erupted in a huge smile and slammed her head back down onto his chest. "That's good because I plan on keeping this delicious monster very busy for the next 70 or 80 years," she said as she rubbed his dick with the palm of her hand. "I'm sorry that's not nearly long enough," he protested. "Maybe not, but this is definitely long enough!" she exclaimed. As he began to laugh, she covered his mouth with hers. They rolled around on the bed making out and touching each other until they were both sweating and panting. "My girlfriends told me that the second fuck is amazing, so I want to be on top this time," she said as she swung her leg over Alex and lined up his shiny purple head with her dripping vagina. She closed her eyes and moved slowly but steadily down his shaft until she was completely impaled. "Mmmmmm," she murmured as she wriggled on his cock. Alex watched her tits bounce and sway as she slid up and down his pole. He put his hands on either side of her hips. He arched his neck and licked her nipples with every down stroke. She began giggling at the sensation. As the tension grew, the both closed their eyes. Alex relished the feeling of her velvety grip massaging him as she moved. When she dropped her head and her body began to tremble, he let himself go and painted her cervix with another series of milky blasts. Shawnee screamed and grunted as her orgasm detonated. She quickly realized she could prolong it by rubbing her clit slightly less harshly against him. She smiled as she relaxed against his chest. She liked being in control. She liked the feeling of having a cascade of semen drip out of her and run down the tender part of her inner thighs. It was hard to explain, but it made her feel more like a complete woman, especially when she was in the embrace of a man she so desperately loved. Suddenly, Alex rolled her onto the bed and sat up. "What's wrong?" she asked. "Nothing. I just want to look at you ... really look at you ... every part of you," he answered as his eyes swept lovingly over her. "I know I've seen you in the studio, but that was different. I want to be able to look at you as a man and not have to avert my eyes so I won't embarrass you or try to recall last night's box scores in the hope of keeping my cock from springing out of my pants." She laughed. "I never want to forget the way your dark hair frames your angular cheeks and the way your rich chocolate eyes smolder in the candlelight." As his middle finger moved slowly under her breast, he continued. "I never want to forget the delicate curve of your breast or how the smooth plumpness of your areola feels against my tongue," he said in a low breathy voice, "Or how bumps of your nipples feel against my lips." He kissed her nipples seductively. "Oh, fuck!" she panted. Continuing in his deep, intimate voice, he said, "I want to lick your tight belly as I close my eyes and breathe in the intoxicating aroma rising from your pussy." He sensuously kissed, nipped, and sucked his way down her body toward her sex. He breathed deeply and moaned, "Mmmmmm." Shawnee's head was thrown back and her eyes were closed. She alternated between biting her lip and gulping in air. Alex kissed and licked all around her rose, never quite touching her most sensitive areas. As he kissed the delicate skin of her inner thigh, he glanced at her face. Shawnee's expression made him happy. She was caught in a whirlpool of sensual delight. "I want to feel your strong womanly legs wrapped around me," he whispered as he kissed the underside of her knee and nipped her calf. He worked his way to her left foot and sucked her long toes into his mouth. He reversed his actions with her right leg and moved enticingly toward her dripping vagina. "I want to coat my tongue with your honey," he whispered as the broad face of his tongue finally made contact with her aching sex, moving from valley to crest. Bit by bit, he ran the tip of his tongue along the deep crevices outside her labia. He took her entire clitoral hood into his warm mouth and bathed her sensitive organ with his saliva. He lightly flicked the smooth nub with the end of his tongue, and she gasped. Alex put her legs on his shoulders, lined up his cock and plunged deeply within her, knowing she was so wet he would easily slide to the base of his penis in one stroke. Shawnee arched her back at his abrupt intrusion and gasped as she was filled with his pulsing organ. His thrusts were firm and fast in sharp contrast to the soft slow build-up of his kisses. Shawnee clutched the sheets beneath her and rose to meet his strokes. Their previous lovemaking was borne out of gentleness. This, however, was an act of passion. It was raw; it was powerful. Shawnee loved having her body ravaged by Alex. She no longer needed his words to assure her of his love. She felt it. His aching appetite for her swallowed her whole and enabled her body to respond to his in a new way. This time, Alex emptied his mind. He released all conscious control over his body and allowed his carnal urgency to drive him. He pushed harder and deeper into Shawnee. Her abs and butt flexed and relaxed in rhythm to his thrusts. With no warning, Alex unleashed a sudden torrent of semen into her. Shawnee, who'd been at the tipping point for awhile, screamed in response and bucked savagely, repeatedly smashing her engorged clit against him. Alex held her tight hips as he drove his cock as deeply within her as possible, bathing her cervix with gushers of his seed. Their lovemaking ended almost abruptly as it had begun. Alex pulled out and collapsed next to her. Both were blanketed with sweat and sticky fluids. He never even opened his eyes. He simply reached for her and clutched her fiercely to his chest. He pulled a sheet over them, and they fell into deep, deep sleep together. As the mid-morning sun split the curtains in Shawnee's bedroom and sprayed across Alex's face, he slowly awoke, looked around, and smiled once he realized where he was, who was in his arms and what they had done the night before. Shawnee had not stirred, so he made himself content by looking down at her, smelling her hair, and gently rubbing his fingers along the silken strands of her thick mane. It took another 45 minutes before Shawnee began stirring. Similarly, it took her a moment to realize she was in Alex's arms and to feel a womanly soreness between her legs for the first time. She smiled and hugged Alex tighter at the memory. "I think we missed our 7:00 am portrait session," he said as he stroked her hair. "For a very good cause," she added with a slight giggle. She turned to look up at him, and they kissed lightly. As she laid her head back on his chest, she looked down and noticed the sizeable ridge that had formed beneath the sheet. She slipped her hand under the sheet and wrapped her finger delicately around his morning erection. "Does this thing ever sleep?" "Sometimes, but I have a sneaking suspicion he's rarely going to rest when you're around ... especially when you're naked." "Mmmmm ... that sounds good. I would love to go for a ride this morning, but I may have to soak my pussy in ice for a few days after last night." "Totally worth it," Alex said with a smile. Shawnee pulled back the sheet. "Of course, I do hate seeing him look so hopeful." She grinned at Alex and sunk the shiny soft purple head of his dick into her mouth. Alex moaned and pushed his cock toward her. Shawnee reached over to her nightstand and grabbed some lotion. She squirted a stream of cool lotion onto his hot skin and worked her hands up and down his thick shaft. It didn't take long for Mt. Alex to unleash his load onto his chest. Shawnee jumped up to get a warm cloth to wash him. "Some day I'll figure out how to deal with your huge loads so I can take more of you in my mouth," she said shyly. He reached up for her, and she lay on his chest. "Now, repeat after me. Orgasms are good." She rolled her eyes and said, "Orgasms are good." "I don't apologize when I make my lover cum. Say it." "I don't apologize when I make my lover cum." "Oh, you're such a smart girl!" "And, you're such a smart ass!" she said as she tickled him. He fought her off as he laughed. He kissed her, and then asked, "How about a shower?" "And some teeth brushing," she added. They got in the warm shower and giggled like kids playing and rubbing each other. Alex asked whether she thought the two of them could fit in the tub, and they turned off the shower and filled the tub with bubble bath. As they lay back to soak, Alex took one of her feet and rubbed it and kissed it. "Mmmm ... that feels good," she said with her eyes closed. "Plus, I get a much better angle to stare at your pussy," he teased. "Watching you in art class, I never expected you to be so horny," she said. "All artists are horny. Why do you think there are so many paintings and statues of naked women?" Shawnee laughed and asked, "What about all that stuff Barnes was talking about the other day. True art is but a ..." "... Shadow of divine perfection. That's a quote from Michelangelo. He was one of the biggest horn-dogs around!" "So, I shouldn't be worried about your obsession with my pussy?" she teased. "If I'm ever not obsessed with it ... THAT's when you need to worry!" "Then I'm one worry-free girl!" "Amen." She stepped out of the tub and retrieved shaving cream and a razor and proceeded to lather Alex's face and give him a shave. "Feels good," he said, rubbing his hand over the smooth skin. "Thanks! Now, I'd like to return the favor." She wrinkled her brow and looked at her legs, thinking they didn't need shaving yet. He followed her eyes and smiled. He picked up one leg and kissed her calf as he placed her foot on his shoulder. "I wasn't talking about these." Shawnee rolled her eyes and smirked as the light bulb went off in her head. "Oh, brother! Where do you want me?" "Anywhere I can get you!" She splashed him. "But, for the shave, just sit on the edge of the counter." He got out of the tub and folded a towel, which she used as a cushion. He closed the bathroom door to hold in the heat. He smiled broadly as he surveyed her treasure. "You're just a little too happy about this." "I know." He squirted some cream into his hands and lathered her private area. Then, he expertly removed all the hair surrounding her pussy, even getting into the folds. At one point, he looked up at her and explained, "I had one girlfriend who really got off on having me shave her, so I became pretty good at it." "I have to admit it is pretty sexy to have someone shave your privates." Alex patted her dry and rubbed aloe on her delicate, hair-free skin. Then, he stood back, smiled, and admired his masterpiece. "Botticelli would be brought to tears at such a lovely sight!" She rolled her eyes. "You are so full of shit." He pulled her off the counter, twirled her, and laid her back as if they were performing a Tango. "I may be full of shit, my love, but I also have the hots ... for you!" he said with a cheesy fake Italian accent, which made her laugh. He raised her up, and they kissed. They finished drying each other off, and Shawnee dried her hair. Meanwhile, Alex looked through her closet and shook his head. He walked back into the bathroom holding a pair of her overalls. "I'm sorry, but these don't work for me anymore. You can only wear them if you're wearing nothing underneath." "Think that would get Snape's attention?" she asked as she turned off the hair dryer. "I don't know, but it would certainly get his attention," Alex said as he pointed to his penis. She walked into his arms and asked, "Yeah, like that's so hard." Alex rubbed himself against her and said, "It is actually." "So, what are you going to wear, considering that your dong seems to be giving me a standing ovation 24/7?" Alex looked as if he was deep in thought for a moment and replied, "I'm thinking kilts." She laughed and rubbed his boner. "That would provide easy access." "I love it when you read my mind." Shawnee shook her head as she took the overalls from him and started walking into her bedroom. He sneaked behind her and tickled her, causing her to fall onto the bed. He plopped beside her. "We just got out of bed!" "I know, but if we go outside, I just know you'll cover up that delicious body, and that thought makes me sad," he said pretending to wipe away a tear. "But, I'm starving!" "Can't you survive on love?" "Love and Ceaser salad sounds a whole lot better," she said as she kissed him and rose off the bed. "OK, but I get to dress you. And, by the way, we need to do some serious shopping for you!" He picked out a tight midriff-baring top, overalls and a thong. "You're crazy! I'll get arrested!" "Girls wear this stuff on campus all the time," he protested. "Yeah, but they're ..." "... pretty?" he asked, completing the thought and staring at her. "I wasn't going to say ..." He arched one eyebrow. "Okay, maybe I was going to say that, but I can't walk around essentially naked in public. I'm wearing shorts under the overalls!" "There, there, Mr. Winky. Don't cry," Alex said in a soothing voice as he petted his penis. Shawnee raised her eyebrows and looked at him as she dressed. "Mr. Winky, is it?" "Yeah, you know ... one eye ... always squinting." "You're a nut! And, unless you want to introduce Mr. Winky to Bubba who's sharing a cell with you, you might want to put on some clothes yourself." At Alex's apartment, he changed but also packed a bag with several more outfits, since he didn't plan on leaving Shawnee's side any time soon. The next morning, they awoke early and went to the setting for the last portrait. Shawnee changed and walked to the bench. Alex asked her to lean over like she was going to pluck a flower. When she did, the strap of the gown slid down her shoulder and exposed her left breast. Alex waited for her to fix it, but she didn't move. "Aren't you going to cover yourself?" he asked. "Only if you think it would make a better portrait." "Seriously? You're okay with this?" "Alex, I trust you with my life, and I certainly trust you to make the best portrait possible." "Stay right there!" He hurriedly retrieved his camera equipment and took a series of shots with different lighting. Then, he went in to look at them on his laptop. He came out smiling. "I've got a great idea, and I'll be able to finish the series from the photos I just took." "Great! Can I see them?" He smiled. "In due time, my love." For the next couple of weeks, Alex and Shawnee were very busy with school. She got caught up on all the work she'd missed, and Alex worked feverishly to complete his series. She protested taking the money he'd offered her, but he absolutely insisted. She did take his advice and told Barnes she was quitting. The two of them met every night for dinner and basically began living together out of her apartment. On a Friday afternoon, Shawnee came home from school and found a gorgeous red party dress on the bed along with a pair of elegant black shoes and her hiking boots. She also found a note that read, "Wear those ... bring these. Pick you up at 7:00. Love, Alex." At precisely 7:00, the front doorbell rang. She finished putting in her second ear ring and went to answer it. Alex was standing there grinning in a tuxedo ... and hiking boots. "You live here now. Why are you ringing the doorbell?" she asked. "I know, but this was more fun." He kissed her cheek and handed her a bouquet of tulips he had behind his back. "They're beautiful! Let me put them in water." Alex drove them to the cabin and used a flashlight so they could see where to walk. Inside, he flicked a switch, and a series of small spotlights lit up each of his paintings. They were all framed and were hung in order along a couple of walls. Shawnee gasped when she saw them. She beamed and kissed Alex before running over to look at each of them in detail. While she perused them, Alex lit candles and opened a bottle of champagne. The series included different angles and settings of a woman who looked as if she was waiting for a long lost love. Shawnee was in awe of Alex's talent. She couldn't believe the exquisite creature in those paintings was her. "I'm speechless, Alex. Seeing them all together like this takes my breath away." He smiled broadly at her approval and handed her a glass of champagne. "The best part is that I got an A for my thesis project and have been offered a scholarship to work on my MFA and doctorate if I choose. So, while you're in medical school, I'll be right here with you. Plus, a teaching stipend goes along with it, so we'll actually be able to buy food!" "Oh, Alex, that's wonderful! I'm so proud of you!!" She hugged him so hard she practically knocked him over and gave him a huge kiss. "What did Snape say?" Alex chuckled. "I always figured he was gay, but seeing his reaction to the portraits, I think I can safely put that theory to rest." "Yuck." "Such is the price of ravishing beauty, my love." He escorted her to the sofa and she noticed the inflatable mattress, pillows, and blankets in the corner. She looked at him and arched an eyebrow. He smiled innocently and shrugged. Then, they changed shoes, and Alex played a CD through his computer while they danced. Later, he opened the cooler and pulled out two cold crab dinners from the restaurant where they'd had their first meal together. As they started the second bottle of champagne, they moved to the mattress. Alex slowly undressed Shawnee, stopping to kiss each body part as it was revealed to him. Once she was naked, she returned the favor and disrobed him.