Alyssa agrees to model

"Would you model for me, Alyssa?" Seth asked shyly, avoiding her gaze.

Alyssa was thrilled to hear him ask her, to think that a talented attractive young man would want her to pose nude made the attractive wife and mother almost giddy. She had wanted to hear him ask her but she hadn't been sure of her response. She was almost as shocked as he was when she heard herself agreeing to pose.

"You will?" Seth asked in astonshment almost dropping his beer as he stared at his attractive ex-teacher in amazement. "You really will pose for me?" He asked again not sure if he had heard her correctly.

"Yes, Seth, I'll pose for your paintings," Alyssa said, shocked at her confidence as she spoke. "Would you like me to disrobe here or how do you usually do this? I've never been a model before." she said with a faint smile.

"Uh, well, that is..." Seth stammered for a few seconds before he finally got over the shock. It wasn't everyday that he got the woman of his dreams offering to disrobe in front of him. "You can get undressed in here," he said finally, "I'll go get my paints ready and we can start in a few minutes." He said, trying to be more businesslike then he felt.

Alyssa was trembling in a mixture of excitement and nervousness as she stood up, slowly unbuttoning her blouse. It had been years since anyone had seen her naked besides her husband and she wasn't sure her body would still be pleasing to such a young man as Seth. As she pushed the light cotton blouse off her shoulders, Alyssa could hear Seth in the other room moving about hurriedly. Why had she agreed to pose for him? She kept asking herself even as her hands unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor around her feet. She glanced at the half finished painting on the easel, noting the pose and expression of the roughly painted woman there, 'I'm not even sure I can get in that position,' Alyssa thought to herself as she removed her bra, her nipples hardening instantly in the chill air of the room. She ran her hands idly over her flat stomach, trying to calm her sudden apprehension at the thought of posing for the erotic painting, her fingers moving under their own power up to cup her suddenly heaving bosom. 'Why did I agree to this?' The nervous mother asked as she absently caressed her breasts. 'Not only will Seth be the first man to see me naked in twelve years but then his painting will be displayed at the college for everyone to see,' Alyssa thought as a wave of fear rolled through her slender body. To her surprise the more she thought of it, the more the idea of large numbers of people viewing a painting of her excited her, sending an unknown exhibitionist rush through her mind. She had worked hard to keep her body in shape and posing for a painting would make all those years of exercise and dieting worth it. Feeling that she had finally justified her actions Alyssa had just hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and was pushing them down over her narrow hips when Seth came back into the room.

"All set, Alyssa?" He asked as he entered the room, brushes and tubes of paint clasped in his hand as he glanced towards where his sexy former teacher stood. The sight of her standing there completely nude save for a pair of small lace panties bunched around her shapely thighs was enough of a shock to cause him to almost drop everything he was carrying. His eyes went wide as he took in the sight of her standing there before him and he was suddenly glad he had changed into his painting clothes, hopefully the baggy sweat pants would at least partially hide his suddenly massive erection.

"I'm ready if you are," Alyssa said, trying to suppress the smile she felt growing at his reaction to her body. Even as she pushed her panties completely off her legs Alyssa looked Seth over again. He had changed his clothes but the paint spattered sweatpants he had on did little to hid his obvious arousal and the loose white tank top he wore showed off his surprisingly well muscled arms and chest. 'God, he's a stud,' Alyssa thought to herself as she laid back on the couch, trying to duplicate the pose on the canvas.

"Okay, spread your legs a bit wider," Seth directed, trying to keep his voice crisp and business like as he posed his nude former teacher on his couch. "Now arch your back a bit more, there that's just about perfect." He said as he gazed hungrily at Alyssa laying nude on his couch in a very erotic pose. He tried to focus on mixing the paints and capturing the essence of the pose on the canvas but his thoughts were continually drawn to the attractive woman lying nude just a few short feet away.

After fifteen frustrating minutes, Seth put down his brushes in disgust, he wasn't accomplishing anything. If anything he was just making the painting worse because he couldn't focus on what he was doing. "I'm sorry, Alyssa, but I can't seem to get this right." He said apologetically as he pointed at the painting. "I can't seem to concentrate for some reason," He explained as he slumped into a chair. He knew exactly why he couldn't concentrate but there was no way of telling her he couldn't paint because all he could think about was how much he wanted to screw her.

"It's okay, Seth" Alyssa said as she slowly sat up, moving her arms to try to get the circulation back into them. "Do you want to try again later?" She asked, running her hands through her hair.

"Well, maybe," Seth said as he tried to avoid staring at her nude flesh, the subtle movement of her breasts as she finger combed her hair causing his cock to twitch madly in his pants. "Although there might be something we can do that'll help," He said finally.

"What's that?" Alyssa leaned toward him curiously, her legs parting slightly as she moved forward on the couch.