An artistic opertunity.

What those boys had mentioned about their art class had really gotten in Meredith's head, and plan formulated in her brain. Mrs. Grant rushed upstairs to take a quick shower then jumped right to the phone as her hair dryed. She dialed up the school's art department and asked for Professor Rana to which she was out on hold for a minute before the one her line picked up. "Hello? This is Professor Pihu Rana speaking. Who, might I ask, is calling and why?", she asked in a cute Indian accent.

"Hello Mrs Rana. My name is Mereidth Grant and I heard you may be in need of a model for your art class?", she answered.

"Oh! That is lovely! I've been so busy that I've had no time to look for a model for my students. Listen, I just finished my class and the art class starts in about forty minutes. If you can make it here, you've can have it."

"Yes, I can be down there immediately."

"Oh, I forgot to mention that this doesn't pay anything. Strictly voluntier."

"That's fine, I just want to be there to help progress the arts and yada yada..."

"I don't know what a "ya-da ya-da" is, but that is great! Thank you Mrs. Grant! I look forward to seeing you." The two women said goodbye and Meredith quickly got ready for the class.

Professor Rana pushed the sleeve of her turtleneck sweater to reveal the stylish watch underneath, glacing at the face and tapping her foot on the tiled floor. Twelve minutes before class and many students had already arrived and set up their easels when Mereidth entered through the tall wooden doors. The sunlight bursting through the giant windows on the back wall made her wince and pull down her fancy shades over her eyes. The woman looked quite stunning in her beige trench coat and black heels. Meredith's wavy blonde hair moved with her head to the left where she met with the gaze of Professor Rana who she held out her hand for a shake.

Their two hands met as they formally introduced one another, "Ah, Mrs. Grant. I've been anxiously awaiting your arrival! Might I ask what you're wearing under your coat? I forgot to ask if you could wear something simple for my class to be able to draw..."

Meredith slid her sunglasses down a bit, "Isn't it figure drawing? I thought I have to be naked?"

Pihu gazed down at Meredith's trench coat then back to her face with an expression of surprise, "Oh no no no Mrs. Grant. I could never allow that in my class. Here, just follow me into the art supply closet, I have some extra clothes you could wear."

The professor turned and guided the rich housewife to the closet, the latter frowning as she thought of a way to unspoil her fun. The supply closet was large with tall shelves that required the use of a ladder, all lined with brushes, paints, sketch paper, and other crafting supplies. Mrs. Rana went strait into the corner and went through a pile of clothes that mostly consisted of aprons dotted with various paints and clay. Meredith spied a set of keys dangling in front of the round ass staring back at her, and her hands lightly removed them from thier respectful belt loop. The bimbo backed away silently as the teacher was occupied then shut the door and locked her inside. Mrs. Rana turned back around and started knocking on the door, "Hello? Mrs. Grant? I appear to have been locked inside without my keys! Could you kindly let me out? Hello? Mrs. Grant??", could've heard from outside although muffled which allowed Mrs. Grant to take control of the situation.