Rinsky strips

"I have an idea... " Ms. Rinksy says, locking the classrooom door and pulling down the blinds, "Everyone, before we go ahead with the nude figure drawings, let's do a little exercise on quick sketching." The teacher has everyone position their easles so that they form a circle around her. "Good, now I will be your subject and your tasks will be to capture my various poses as I undress."

The class seems somewhat bewildered and edgy. The idea of the upcoming nudity has some of the girls uncomfortable. "Begin now," Ms. Rinsky announces as she slips the straps of her tank top over her shoulder slowly. She takes her time with it, giving herself a hug in the process. You all sketch away, taking what you can from your individual vantage points. The sketches are quick and rough and don't have the detail that more time and care would give them, but that isn't the point of the exercise. You try to get the figure and the pose as best as you can. Rinsky undoes her skirt and lets it fall to the ground. She presents her long and smooth legs as she steps out of the fabric. Next, your professor unbuckles the front of her bra, squeezing the breasts together for a nice cleavage shot. "Now don't be uncomfortable everyone, back in college I used to do this all the time," she says before unveiling a pair of perky, well rounded tits.

"What, were you a stripper, Ms. Rinsky?" Lynn asks. There is laughter from the group.

"Heh, I probably could have made a lot more money doing that. No, I modelled for some classes to pay the bills when I needed it," the teacher explains. The bra is already laying on the ground and she hooks her thumbs under her panties. "How do you think I would do as a stripper, Lynn?" she asks as she gracefully bends over and pulls down the underwear in one movement. From your vantage point you only see Rinsky's back and the top of of her smooth ass. Lynn, sitting across from you, gets to see the money shot.

Lynn turns to Claire Stevens sitting next to her and asks, "Hey, do you have any ones on you?" More laughter erupts.

"I'll take it that I pass then?" Rinsky asks, sliding her pile of clothes to the side with her foot.

"Aces, teach." Lynn answers, giving her the thumbs up.

"Good, now let's see how you did with your sketching." She doesn't bother donning the towel she had set aside, she is more intent on seeing all your work. After a quick scan she either gives approval or makes suggestions on what to work on. When she gets to Lynn Whitney's sketches she stops, puzzled. "... what am I looking at, Ms. Whitney?"

"Uh... you?" replies the cheerleader. Rinsky still looks puzzled so Lynn takes the sketch, turns it upside down and holds it next to her vagina. "I couldn't help it, you've got such an interesting trim. I was trying to get the hair down right."

"Well, I suggest you focus more on the whole figure for the next set of sketches." Ms. Rinsky says, shaking her head with a rueful smile. Eventually she comes around to inspect your work. Her naked body stands up close to yours. From your sitting position you could easily lean over and kiss that pussy that Lynn had been so meticulous over. You could smell the odour of sex permeating from the body next to you, your teacher is aroused. "Ahem!"

You snap back to attention. Apparently Ms. Rinsky had been saying something. "Mr. Williams, I must say, I'm a little hurt. Here I am standing naked in front of you and you're of daydreaming about who knows what?" The girls in the room laugh out loud. You see Lynn whispering to Claire and both giggle. She looks back at you and points to her crotch. Nothing special to see with that skirt covering up the good parts... you turn and realize she's referring to your crotch, or what's in it that's poking out anyways. Claire and Lynn share another giggle when you straighten up.

"Ok class, turn to a clean page of newsprint, it's time to do some figure drawing." Ms. Rinsky says, turning the attention back to her. The class settles down and the teacher/model seats herself at the center of the circle. She does a simple pose and lets you work away for five minutes.

"Hey, Ms. R. Can will we get to put these pictures on the display board when we're done?" you ask mockingly.

Your teacher goes red. "I... I never thought of that," she mulls it over, "I don't think these pictures will be so readily accepted by the rest of the school... it's probably best to keep them to yourselves..."

"So... no one else is going to see them?" you ask.

"I would prefer it that way, yes," the naked lady says, "I had a hard enough time getting this job, I'd really like to keep it for a while..."

"Well, if no one outside this room gets to see our work..." Lynn chimes in, "Could we at leasts come up with the next pose for you?"

"Well... I don't see why not..." Rinsky replies hesitantly.