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MidReal Story
Tempting Lingerie Muses
Scenario:The warm light of the studio floods the room, casting soft reflections on smooth skin and delicate curves. The scent of faint perfume and the subtle hum of soft laughter wafts through the air. A group of women have already settled around the studio, their bodies adorned in elegant lingerie that seems to have been chosen for effect as much as for art. Every movement is deliberate, every pose carefully exaggerated.
I stepped in, and all eyes turned to me.
"Oh, look who's here! Our little artist has finally arrived." One of them stretches languidly, allowing her posture to change slightly as she looks at me with a playful smirk.
"We've been waiting for you, you know. Do you like what you see? Don't be shy, it's all for the sake of art... Or at least that's what we tell ourselves," the other teases, adjusting her bra strap with deliberate slowness, as if savouring every second of my reaction.
One of them shifts her weight, and the movement emphasises her curves. "So, what do you think? Ready to capture all of this on your canvas? Or do you need.... come a little closer?"
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Adrianna Presley
young artist, relationships with the models, petite with sharp features, curious and creative
Julia Presley
lead model and organizer of the session, friends with other models, tall with flowing hair, confident and flirtatious
Lisa Torres
another model in the group, friends with Julia and Adrianna, athletic build with striking eyes, playful and mischievous
I was at the grocery store when Julia called.
She was one of my favorite models, and a great girl in general.
We had met a few times for photo shoots, and I had found her to be easy to work with, and fun.
"You’re one of my top girls," she said.
"I was wondering if you would like to come to a private studio session. We are going to have a bunch of women come in lingerie, and you can paint us all together."
"Wow, that sounds amazing. What’s the theme?"
"Well, we are going to have some wine, and some music. We are going to get all comfortable, and just paint away."
"I would love to. Can you give me the details?"
"Let me give you the address. We are going to start at ten tonight, so make sure you get there on time."
"Okay, I will be there."
After hanging up the phone, Adrianna couldn’t help but feel a little excited.
She had never been to a private studio session before, and the fact that they were going to be painting women in lingerie made her a little curious.
She set up her easel near the corner, and got out her paints.
She tried to look as professional as possible, even though she was feeling a little nervous.
Her hands were shaking slightly as she arranged her brushes.
She couldn’t help but steal a few glances at the women who were already there.
They were all in different types of lingerie, and they looked like they were having a lot of fun.
Julia walked over to her, and winked.
"Are you ready for this?"
"I think so. I’ve never done anything like this before."
"It will be fun. Just relax, and let your creativity flow."
Adrianna looked down at her sweater, and thought about taking it off.
Underneath, she had a lacey camisole that would show off her cleavage nicely.
She wondered if she should wear it.
The studio was getting warmer now, and Adrianna felt like she was getting hotter by the second.
Lisa walked over to her, champagne flute in hand.
"Would you like a drink?"
Adrianna nodded, and took a long sip of the bubbly liquid.
It felt good going down her throat, and helped to calm her nerves.
"Here, let me help you with your sweater," Lisa said, sliding it off Adrianna’s shoulders. Adrianna smiled at Julia as she picked up her brush.
"Julia, is there a reason you chose me for this session?" Adrianna asked, her curiosity piqued.
"Actually, yes," Julia replied, her eyes twinkling with a hint of mischief. "We’ve been following your work, and there's someone here who’s very interested in meeting you."
Adrianna’s eyes scanned the room, but she didn’t see anyone out of the ordinary.
The models were all lounging on velvet cushions, sipping champagne and chatting.
She decided to focus on setting up her paints instead, stalling for time.
Julia noticed Adrianna’s distraction and sauntered over to her.
"Looking for someone special?" she asked, placing a hand on Adrianna’s shoulder.
Adrianna tried to act nonchalant as she adjusted her camisole.
Her hands were shaking slightly, and she hoped Julia hadn’t noticed.
"Yes, we are expecting one more guest," Lisa called out from across the room.
Adrianna heard footsteps in the hallway, and her heart began to race.
Julia squeezed her shoulder reassuringly.
"Trust me, you’ll want to be ready for this."
Adrianna gripped her paintbrush tightly, her fingers leaving sweaty marks on the wooden handle.
The door creaked open, and the sound seemed to stretch on forever.
The models fell silent, their playful banter replaced by knowing smiles.
Julia’s hand remained steady on Adrianna’s shoulder, warm and reassuring.
Lisa leaned forward on her cushion, watching Adrianna’s reaction intently.
The click of heels on the hardwood floor grew louder, echoing through the room.
Adrianna forced herself to keep arranging her paints, even though she had already lined them up three times.
The footsteps stopped right behind her.
"Hello, Adrianna," came a voice she hadn’t heard in months.
She turned slowly, her breath catching in her throat.
"Michael?" she whispered, disbelief and a hint of excitement mingling in her voice.
"Surprised?" he asked, a playful smile tugging at his lips as he met her gaze.
Adrianna’s paintbrush slipped from her trembling fingers, clattering against the easel before rolling across the hardwood floor.
The sound reverberated through the room, punctuating the sudden silence.
Julia’s hand tightened on Adrianna’s shoulder, while Lisa sat up straighter on her cushion, watching intently.
Michael took a step forward, his familiar cologne reaching Adrianna before he did.
He bent down to retrieve her fallen brush, his sleeve brushing against her bare leg as he did so.
The touch sent electricity through her body.
He rose slowly, standing closer than necessary as he held out the brush.
"Why are you here, Michael?" Adrianna asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
"I came to see you," he replied, his eyes searching hers for a reaction.
"And to offer you something that might change everything," he added, his tone suddenly serious.
