Always Faithful - Chapter FiveThirty - Sex Stories

Always Faithful - Chapter FiveThirty

... in between the two women; mostly he held hands with Artsy, but took Mrs. Patron’s hand too at times. LF could see he naturally assumed that male central role that she wanted so much to shake. As Dan and the two women passed in front of a light standard, LS felt the inspiration she had been seeking. “Stop! Stop there by the light pole.” She directed them; stand closer, now turn, apart, turn this way. Mrs. Patron tried to step away to give the artist her picture. “No, stay there! Take Dan’s hand and one step out. Another step, there, pull his hand to you.” LF looked; she moved around the scene she was creating. LF’s mind saw something beyond the literal sight in front of her. She saw a cone of light shining on two heads with lower bodies indistinct. Mrs. Patron stood off to the side in fuzzy shadow, but she always observed and influenced the two heads. Dan reached to Mrs. Patron for something; was it support, confidence, inspiration? LF scanned her scene, turned back to the core image she built in her mind and found the completing element. The glow from the lamp formed a joint and a barrier that united but separated her two subjects. “I have it; we can go now.” > > > > - - Tuesday, LF called both Dan and Artsy; to both she gave the same message. They were to avoid one another, stay apart as much as possible. “No sexual contact at all, I want you both at a fever of desire when we meet again.” LF worked with frenzy; after two weeks, her vision breathed life on canvas. Artsy ...

... had the gallery technician make a temporary installation in Mrs. Patron’s home. Saturday evening they would gather for the unveiling. LF called Dan, “You bring champagne. We deserve something special. Get a champagne you don’t normally drink. You will remember the brand whenever you see my work.” Dan went to his favorite wine store, he almost asked for Piper-Heidsieck until he recalled LF’s request for something different. “A case of Taittinger Brut please, chilled.” Dan didn’t think, until he closed the trunk lid, Taittinger is Greg’s brand; what, if anything, does that mean? Mrs. Patron was with her friend when Dan, Artsy and LF arrived. They drank a glass of wine before LF raised the question all were waiting for, “Are we ready?” Dan could tell the work was large, more so than he expected. LF pulled back the drape. Dan gasped; Artsy stared intently. Dan knew he did not have the art sophistication to completely understand LF’s intent. The portrait, certainly not portrait in the traditional sense, was abstract, yet real. It disturbed Dan, but struck his gut with its sense of reality. He could see himself; he could see Artsy. Even more compelling, Dan sensed a discordant togetherness. He reached to it, tentative but drawn. “Tell us about it”, Artsy directed. “It excites me; excites the artist in me. This is the start of a very good series. The two of you excite me. Together, you draw creativity from me.” Artsy nodded understanding; Dan looked, blinked at the picture of he and ...