Revelations.

It was two bottles of wine and a couple of hours when Abbey joined Anthony in the kitchen to get a third bottle. “Forgive me for asking this, but you don’t seem old enough to have a son who can drink.”

Anthony laughed. “Yes, chalk that up to a misspent youth and some poor decisions. He’s eighteen, and I’m, well, not thirty-six.”

Abbey nodded, “That makes sense. Can I ask you something else?” Anthony nodded, “That woman you painted,” she glanced to the painting in the living room, which was just visible from the kitchen. “There is something intimate about it. She wasn’t just a customer?”

Anthony shook his head, “No, she was a partner of mine.”

Abbey hesitated, “You were engaged?” she asked, remembering noting the engagement ring on the woman’s hand cradling her pregnant belly.

Anthony scratched the back of his head. “No, she was.”

Abbey laughed, “You had an affair with an engaged woman and painted her and put her on your wall?”

Anthony smiled, “Well, not an affair, and I painted two of them. She and her husband have the other one.”

“Wait, did he know?” Abbey asked, her mind for gossip showing across her face.

Anthony laughed, “Umm, yes, he knew. Rachel and Henry were into an alternative lifestyle, and he asked me to paint his wife after we had been together for several months and she fell pregnant.”

Abbey blinked at him, “You mean the child?”

Anthony nodded, “Yes, the child was, well is, mine. They were into interracial fantasies, and I helped fulfil theirs.”

Abbey felt her nipples hardening and a tingling in her pussy, “Well, that is something different.”

Anthony laughed as he started guiding them back towards the living room, “Yes, that’s why I looked a little funny when George said he thought you would look good if I painted something similar for you.”

“Oh, my, well, I can’t say that, that is, I think you are a very handsome man, but,” she faltered.

Anthony laughed, “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have mentioned it. It’s fine.”

As they stepped into the living room Abbey stopped and laughed. George was attempting to dance. “What?” he asked, “Tyrone said he would teach me some moves. He can really dance.”

Tyrone took the opportunity to spin about and pivot onto one hand, holding himself aloft for a few moments before smoothly rolling to his feet. “Wow, that’s impressive.”