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the way to town, talking about home, college, girlfriends, boyfriends, and whatever else came up. She was older than I, having graduated almost seven years prior. I could remember when she had her first showing three years ago. It was a huge success and shed been on fire since then.
"You said we were celebrating," I said, "does that mean you sold her?" I knew shed know what I was referring to.
"Not exactly," she said. "We came to a compromise. Shes never going to be sold, but he finally accepted another piece that was similar but larger. He liked the colors better in "Heaven bound," anyway. Deeper blues, brighter whites, and, not surprisingly, he liked the fact that I showed more anatomical detail on that one. It didnt bring the price that "Girl in the Aire" would bring, but lets just say that I dont have to scrimp to get by for a long, long time."
"I would imagine that "Girl in the Aire" would bring a lot of money," I said. "It wouldnt take many pieces like that to make you quite wealthy."
"I turned down well over a million," she said, "but shes not for sale at any price."
She spent and hour with her agent, signing some papers before we headed for the art supply store, where she insisted on buying me some very expensive Le Beau Touche clay, and a set of sculpting tools. She said it was her way of sharing her good fortune and giving a fellow artist a lift up.
"You didnt have to do that, Jennifer. Id have been perfectly happy with the regular stuff."
Yes, but once you use the Le Beau Touche, youll wonder how you did it. Besides, I dont want to celebrate alone. Just relax and lets have some fun. Im getting hungry."
We went to a small Italian restaurant where we got the sampler plates and a bottle of white wine that shed had at the showing. She knew her wine, for sure. It was so light and smooth that I couldnt understand why it wasnt more well known. We were having a blast, when she saw a dab of marinara at the corner of my mouth.
"Are you saving this for later?" she asked, as she reached over to wipe it away with her finger, her middle finger, which she then placed against my lips before slipping it into my mouth to suck on. She giggled when she did it, but then, the giggle stopped as our eyes locked on each other and the eroticism of her action became obvious. Neither of us spoke, but her finger remained in my mouth and our eyes continued to stare into our souls as an unfamiliar feeling stirred through my core.
She broke away then, looking down at her napkin, as did I. Neither said a word but the awkward silence spoke volumes. At first, I didnt know what to do, but she obviously had not intended her actions to be overtly sexual in
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nature and once I was breathing normally again, I moved my hand over hers and forced a smile.
"Its alright," I said. "I was such a sweet thing to do. Thank you."
She returned my smile but didnt reply.
We finished our meal and left the restaurant. The silence as we drove away was an awkward one. We both wanted to say something but just couldnt quite do it.
"Is there anything else you needed to pick up?" she finally asked.
"No," I said, "but you go ahead and do what shopping you need to do."
When we headed for home, we had the back of the car full of boxes and bags. She had insisted on treating me to several new outfits, a new bikini and some very suggestive underwear. She was a clothes horse and the shop owners just loved her. She never checked a price, just picked things out and paid for them.
She stayed for dinner and several times as I cooked, the memory of her touch came back to me. I made some shrimp and chicken shish kabobs with a couple of sauces, and a salad. She had brought more of the wine with us, so I opened one of them and we finished off with a raspberry sorbet parfait. She marveled at my cooking skills and I marveled at her beauty.
We went out onto the deck to watch the sun set over the lake and had some more wine. I was surprised that by that time we werent flat out drunk, but we werent. Just a bit buzzed, I guess you could say. We hadnt turned on any lights, content to watch day turn to night. With the darkness came a feeling of being free of the world.
"I wish I could do this every night," I said. "I just feel so peaceful here."
"I know what you mean," she said. I heard the rustle of fabric as she rose from her chaise. I started to ask her if there was any wine left, but never had the chance.
"I wish I could do this every night," she said, as her lips came to mine. She held them to me and when I didnt resist, she pressed them tighter and put more emotion into them. I heard myself moan as I opened my lips to receive her probing tongue, and any resistance I might have had completely melted away.
I whispered her name and allowed my tongue to freely roam through her mouth to dance with hers. A feeling of need and desire began to flow through my core and I felt the familiar tightening of my pussy that comes just before the wetness.
She held out her hands and I went to her willingly. We came together in a noisy mix of moans, sighs and whimpering that had my body quivering with anticipation. When she started unbuttoning my shirt, I made no move to discourage her, shuddering when it dropped to the floor and my
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