319 – Life Modelling Follow Up
I had cooled off nicely in the shower and was sitting down with my supper in front of the television determined to have a relaxing evening when just as I was thinking about turning in and having an early night the phone rang, it was 9pm and whilst not unusual to get calls at this time of day I was a bit reluctant to answer it but also thinking it could be work related I decided to pick it up, it wasn’t news that was very welcoming..
“Hello, is that Michael?” the softly spoken voice asked. “Yes that’s me” I replied hesitantly not having a clue who she was but thinking she must know me to call me by name.. “Hi Michael, you don’t know me, my name is Daisy and I believe you recently met my grandfather, Bert.. is that correct?” she asked and I could sense some distress in her voice.. “Yes Daisy, I did meet him, is everything alright?” I asked in a compassionate voice and there was a brief silence..
“Unfortunately not Michael, my grandfather passed away and I have the unenviable task of sorting out his affairs, he had your name and number written inside his portfolio and I know he would’ve wanted you to have the.. um.. pictures he drew of you, he was such a talented artist” she said and I couldn’t tell she was a bit teary; I didn’t really know what to say, saddened by the old guy passing but also the embarrassment of her seeing his work.. “OMG Daisy, I’m so sorry for your loss, my condolences to you and your family” was all I could muster, “But how come you’ve been tasked with this?” I asked and she told me that her parents had disowned him years ago due to his choices in life and that she’d always been close to him, in fact she told me that she’d even posed for him herself as she appreciated his talent, that was an eye opener I can say..
She asked if I minded her dropping in and she would happily let me have some of his art but unfortunately as he didn’t draw faces I’d have to identify which drawings were of me, I thought that was a nice gesture and happily agreed, “I’ll be round in the morning then” she said softly.. “I’ll have the coffee brewing for you Daisy” I replied as we finished the call..
I liked old Bert, he was a nice man, a bit strange but a nice man and for all intents and purposes seemed pretty fit, I had no idea he was on his last legs but as I went to bed I was truly saddened by the news and felt for Daisy having to sort out his affairs, hence to say I didn’t sleep too well..
I wasn’t totally sure what time Daisy was coming but I was up pretty early anyway and because of the circumstances I wasn’t sure what to wear, this was an awkward situation with her grandfather’s passing together with us discussing naked drawings of men and from what I’d seen, boys.. I decided to err on the side of caution and chose a pair of baggy shorts and a button front shirt, I had no idea how our meeting was going to go and although she sounded pleasant I had no idea what she looked like, I was entering into the unknown..
I saw young Sadie walking down the hill with my morning paper and went to the back door to greet her while my coffee was brewing.. “Morning sir, you’re up early” she said cheerfully as she handed me my paper, “Oh, I’ll be round later for payment, is that alright” she added with a smile as she looked me up and down, “Yeah Sadie, that’s fine, I should be here” I replied as she turned to walk away and I couldn’t help looking down at her smooth and creamy thighs, her skirt rolled up as usual which was always a pleasant sight..
I sat in the lounge with my coffee reading the paper and although finding it hard to concentrate on the days news I felt butterflies in my stomach at the pending arrival of Daisy, I’m not too good at dealing with grief and really just wanted to get it over with, I was concerned about her state of mind as from what she told me last night she was pretty close to the old guy and then to have the indignity of sorting out his sordid affairs must be hard for her, maybe she should’ve just binned the lot but I admired her for doing what she considered to be the right thing.. I was getting more nervous by the minute but the caffeine was helping..
I decided on another coffee and as I went into the kitchen and looked out towards the bus stop I saw a girl getting off the bus with a few students and as I focused my eyes I was confident that it was my guest, she looked nervous as she looked around for my flat and what was nice was she didn’t look tarty at all albeit dressed in a baggy pink crop top showing her navel and a pair of snuggly fitting matching pink sweat pants rolled down to her hips, they weren’t what I would call ultra tight but showed off her petite little figure and as she got closer I could see that she was quite plain looking without makeup and was carrying a big shoulder bag which I assumed contained the old guys work..
I stood by the open back door and smiled as she approached, she smiled back confirming that we’d found each other.. “Hi Daisy, I’m so sorry for your loss” I said compassionately as she got to the door, “Please come in and I’ll get you a nice coffee” I said softly as I stood back.. “Thank you so much Michael, yes, a strong coffee would be fantastic” she said politely putting her bag down and I pointed through to the lounge.. “Go in and make yourself comfortable and I’ll get the coffee on” I said and couldn’t help but look at her arse as she walked through, a definite outline of her panties showing through the thin pink material of her summer sweat pants, I felt much better now that we’d broken the ice and albeit in her moment of grief she seemed quite pleasant, time for a special coffee to hopefully perk her up a bit..
I went in with the coffee and Daisy was sitting there nervously with her hands on her knees and her bag by her side, “Here ya go Daisy, get this down ya” I said giving her a big mug of coffee and I sat down opposite her safe in the knowledge that my choice of attire would not offend her, she seemed a bit on edge as she sipped her drink.. “Oooh this is nice Michael, just how I like it” she said raising half a smile, we both knew there was no rush and we just needed to get over the initial first few minutes..
“That’s good Daisy, I can’t fiction without my coffee in the morning, usually need a couple to get the blood flowing” I said light-heartedly trying to keep the conversation light but I knew that at some point it would change to the matter in hand.. “Oh god yes, I’m the same.. coffee gets me going too, live the stuff” she replied sipping her drink which was certainly bringing some colour to her cheeks, maybe I overdid the additive a bit.. “So did you know my grandfather well Michael?” she asked feeling a bit more relaxed knowing that we had to discuss the situation and I figured that talking about it would ease her pain and I wanted to try and keep it light.. “Oh no, not really, he answered an advert I have for work and I thought I’d give it a try, I thought he was a lovely man and very talented but we only met the once” I said as I watched her body language closely, she seemed a bit more relaxed now as she neared the end of her drink..
“Oh really?.. he was a good man at heart but unfortunately he was a bit weird, he meant well though and I did have a good relationship with him although my family didn’t agree, it drove a wedge between us and I left home a year ago, no regrets though.. he was even teaching me to draw.. I liked that” she said as her big hazel eyes widened, I decided to acknowledge what she was saying but wanted her to talk to get her true feeling out.. “He was very sweet and attentive and I appreciated the attention as I never got it at home growing up and when he asked if I wanted to pose for him I jumped at the idea, he was so kind and never asked me to pose in a way I was uncomfortable with, he always told me nudity was an art and to never be ashamed, I felt so at ease with him and I know I’m going to miss him” she said in a somewhat solemn tone but I could see in her eyes that she was just thinking about the good times..
“That’s so nice Daisy, I have to admit he made me feel very much at home in the couple of hours I spent with him, not that I’m an experienced model by any stretch of the imagination, it was my first time but I really enjoyed it” I said keeping the conversation going on the main topic of his talented hobby..
She smiled admiringly as she remembered the good times, “Could I get another coffee please Michael, this is so nice and I’m really happy to have you to talk to, I feel all warm and fuzzy now and it’s taking my mind off my loss” she said as she held her cup out and as I stood up and walked across I felt my penis swinging inside my baggy shorts, I do t think she noticed as she seemed to wrapped up in her thoughts.. “No problem Daisy, I’m glad you’re feeling alright about talking about your grandfather” I said getting her cup and returning to the kitchen, I decided to have another cup myself as the atmosphere was better than I’d anticipated which can only be a good thing..
When I returned she had taken out Bert’s portfolio from her bag and had an additional one placed beside her on the sofa, I recognised one of them which I’d seen on my visit but didn’t know about the other one, I stood in front of her as I gave her the coffee and this time I did notice her eyes dropping down my body and although my cock was still flaccid and hanging I’m sure she could see the outline hidden inside my shorts..
“Thank you for being so hospitable Michael, I really do appreciate it.. before we look at grandfathers drawings of his male subjects and try to identify which is you, would you like to see what he did for me and my feeble attempt at drawing him?” she asked as she put on of the portfolios on her lap, I pulled up a footstool and with my knees raised and widened I sat down in front of her as she sipped her coffee eager to see what she had, I was also keen to see the progression over the years too and as she hesitated for a second or two I noticed that she was glancing down my legs and with my knees being so wide I think I was giving her a bit of a flash, she gave me a warm smile but didn’t comment as she opened up the cover showing her first picture which showed her lying on his bed totally flat chested and wearing panties, she turned the book around and as I leant in there was a gap between the bottom of the book and her now quite tight pink crotch, I could just make out a slight bulge of her pussy as I focused my eyes on the drawing..
“This was the very first one he did, quite tasteful I think but I was so nervous if I remember correctly” she said with a nervous giggle waiting for my approval, I looked up at her chest and could just see the outline of her soft nipples poking against the thin fabric.. “Wow, that’s good Daisy, grown a bit since then huh” I said excitedly with a cheeky grin and as she turned the page I noticed an almost identical pose, still topless and in panties but her legs were slightly wider and he’d captured the detail on her innocent little slit.. the attention to detail was amazing..
The next couple as she approached her teenage years showed some growth on her chest and as her legs parted wider I could see the detail he had captured showing the adolescent growth of pubic hairs poking out the sides and from what was a faint little slit more detail was added showing her developing labia, I was impressed and could feel my cock starting to respond which was hanging down the leg of my shorts.. “What do you think Michael” she said shyly and then smiled as she noticed the leg of my shorts starting to move, this was about to become uncomfortable but I knew my shorts were baggy enough to hide my impending arousal.. “There’s no doubting his talent Daisy and it’s so nice to see how you’ve developed over the years, you should be so proud” I said encouragingly as I flicked the page to see her breasts starting to develop and in this pose the waistband of her panties was lowered clearly showing her developing bush but still tight enough in the crotch to show a clear outline of her labia, she blushed slightly and gave me a nervous giggle as I focused my eyes on the graphic details..
“Maybe we should stop now Michael, the next few are naked and I’m sure you don’t want to see those” she said nervously reaching out to close the book but I grabbed her hand as I felt my cock starting to stiffen.. “Oh no Daisy, we’ve come this far and I’d really like to see his work” I said taking the emphasis off of her being the subject.. she giggled embarrassingly as she slowly withdrew her hand allowing me to turn the page and my eyes nearly popped out my head as I saw her posing with one knee up and the other leg wide, the detail of her nakedness shone through and I had to glance up at her embarrassed face and give her a warm smile..
“Wow Daisy, that drawing captures the very best of you.. amazing detail” I said excitedly as I focused my eyes, it looked like every pubic hair had been drawn individually and the detail of her little boy cock was so lifelike I wanted to lick the page.. her nipples on her puffy little breasts stood out proving that the old guy had unrivalled talent.. she leant forward excited by my reaction but in reality I think she was trying to see up the leg of my shorts which by now were raised due to the growing stiffness of my penis.. “You really like them don’t you Michael, that’s so sweet and it makes me feel all tingly now” she said as I turned the page to see the following years open leg pose, they just got better and better..
“This is the last one he did, it was only a couple of months ago too” she said as I turned the last page and OMG she had developed well, her breasts were perky and nipples taught and her pubic bush had developed showing a subtle ring around her protruding labia lips and he’d even captured her little boy cock standing proud out of its protective hood.. “Wow.. that is truly amazing Daisy” I said glancing up at her looking for a comparison which although she was clothed I could clearly see, she giggled and seemed ok showing me but there was still one or two pages to go and I couldn’t see her eyes focusing down between my legs, the leg of my shorts had raised and my helmet was about an inch from exposure.. I glanced down seeing my predicament..
“Oh I’m so sorry about that Daisy, what must you think of me but these drawings are so lifelike, so sorry” I said apologetically but she just seemed to brush it off as she finished her coffee.. “Oh don’t worry about that, I got that all the time with grandpa, he always got a boner.. it’s quite refreshing actually, shows you’re human” she said as I tentatively turned the page wondering what was next.. “OMG Michael, that’s my attempt at drawing him” she said laughing and to be honest it wasn’t a bad attempt and having seen his penis I could certainly identify it as him, not as perfect as his artwork but did show a lot of detail around the meat and two veg areas.. “Wow Daisy, I’m impressed with that, so lifelike” I said encouragingly as I studied her own work..
“Oh really Michael, you’re so kind, it was lovely doing that for him, he stayed like that for ages to allow me to capture the details” she said excitedly as she reached out turning the last page which showed an absolutely stunning view of her bending over showing her fleshy arse cheeks widened just enough from her natural pose to show her dark and shaded ring, the detail of her pouting little starfish left absolutely nothing to the imagination.. “OMG, that’s embarrassing” she gasped like she’d forgotten it was there but then seeing my reaction and noticing my cock pulsing inside the leg of my shorts she raised a warm smile.. “Hmm.. I can see you like that one too” she said with a giggle as we finally closed the book, I noticed that her nipples were stiffening up and poking more prominently against her flimsy top.. “I’m so pleased with your reaction Mikie, nobody else has ever seen these.. thank you and it gives me a nice tingly feeling knowing that you appreciate good artwork, even if the subject is me” she said as she placed the book to the side and I could tell the sincerity in her voice..
I could tell by her body language that she’d relaxed more now and her demeanour had changed to someone who wasn’t necessarily grieving but was someone who was celebrating her grandfather’s achievements.. “I feel so much better now Michael but I suppose we’d better turn to grandpa’s other drawings” she said rather hesitantly as it meant the focus was no on me.. “Yes Daisy, thank you so much for sharing those, would you like another coffee before we move on?” I asked knowing full well that I’d have to stand up and somehow prove that without the subjects head in the pictures I’d have to prove it was me, an interesting concept.. she looked up at me and smiled.. “Yeah, why not, you make such good coffee, it makes me feel so good and I’m sure you’ll agree we need to get this right, for grandfather’s sake” she said reaching for her empty cum while I prepared to stand up..
I reached out putting my hands on her knees to aid myself and she giggled as I inadvertently widened them forcing her thin summer sweats tighter into her puffy pussy.. “Oops so sorry” I said as I raised to my feet but the widening of her legs was nothing compared to the rather conspicuous bulge down the leg of my shorts which raised the front right up.. “Oops indeed” she gasped as her eyes focused on the rather large gap up the leg of my shorts, “Just like grandpa” she said smiling as I took her cup and headed out to the kitchen to make the coffee and try to adjust my attire to a more comfortable position..
To Be Continued…
“Hello, is that Michael?” the softly spoken voice asked. “Yes that’s me” I replied hesitantly not having a clue who she was but thinking she must know me to call me by name.. “Hi Michael, you don’t know me, my name is Daisy and I believe you recently met my grandfather, Bert.. is that correct?” she asked and I could sense some distress in her voice.. “Yes Daisy, I did meet him, is everything alright?” I asked in a compassionate voice and there was a brief silence..
“Unfortunately not Michael, my grandfather passed away and I have the unenviable task of sorting out his affairs, he had your name and number written inside his portfolio and I know he would’ve wanted you to have the.. um.. pictures he drew of you, he was such a talented artist” she said and I couldn’t tell she was a bit teary; I didn’t really know what to say, saddened by the old guy passing but also the embarrassment of her seeing his work.. “OMG Daisy, I’m so sorry for your loss, my condolences to you and your family” was all I could muster, “But how come you’ve been tasked with this?” I asked and she told me that her parents had disowned him years ago due to his choices in life and that she’d always been close to him, in fact she told me that she’d even posed for him herself as she appreciated his talent, that was an eye opener I can say..
She asked if I minded her dropping in and she would happily let me have some of his art but unfortunately as he didn’t draw faces I’d have to identify which drawings were of me, I thought that was a nice gesture and happily agreed, “I’ll be round in the morning then” she said softly.. “I’ll have the coffee brewing for you Daisy” I replied as we finished the call..
I liked old Bert, he was a nice man, a bit strange but a nice man and for all intents and purposes seemed pretty fit, I had no idea he was on his last legs but as I went to bed I was truly saddened by the news and felt for Daisy having to sort out his affairs, hence to say I didn’t sleep too well..
I wasn’t totally sure what time Daisy was coming but I was up pretty early anyway and because of the circumstances I wasn’t sure what to wear, this was an awkward situation with her grandfather’s passing together with us discussing naked drawings of men and from what I’d seen, boys.. I decided to err on the side of caution and chose a pair of baggy shorts and a button front shirt, I had no idea how our meeting was going to go and although she sounded pleasant I had no idea what she looked like, I was entering into the unknown..
I saw young Sadie walking down the hill with my morning paper and went to the back door to greet her while my coffee was brewing.. “Morning sir, you’re up early” she said cheerfully as she handed me my paper, “Oh, I’ll be round later for payment, is that alright” she added with a smile as she looked me up and down, “Yeah Sadie, that’s fine, I should be here” I replied as she turned to walk away and I couldn’t help looking down at her smooth and creamy thighs, her skirt rolled up as usual which was always a pleasant sight..
I sat in the lounge with my coffee reading the paper and although finding it hard to concentrate on the days news I felt butterflies in my stomach at the pending arrival of Daisy, I’m not too good at dealing with grief and really just wanted to get it over with, I was concerned about her state of mind as from what she told me last night she was pretty close to the old guy and then to have the indignity of sorting out his sordid affairs must be hard for her, maybe she should’ve just binned the lot but I admired her for doing what she considered to be the right thing.. I was getting more nervous by the minute but the caffeine was helping..
I decided on another coffee and as I went into the kitchen and looked out towards the bus stop I saw a girl getting off the bus with a few students and as I focused my eyes I was confident that it was my guest, she looked nervous as she looked around for my flat and what was nice was she didn’t look tarty at all albeit dressed in a baggy pink crop top showing her navel and a pair of snuggly fitting matching pink sweat pants rolled down to her hips, they weren’t what I would call ultra tight but showed off her petite little figure and as she got closer I could see that she was quite plain looking without makeup and was carrying a big shoulder bag which I assumed contained the old guys work..
I stood by the open back door and smiled as she approached, she smiled back confirming that we’d found each other.. “Hi Daisy, I’m so sorry for your loss” I said compassionately as she got to the door, “Please come in and I’ll get you a nice coffee” I said softly as I stood back.. “Thank you so much Michael, yes, a strong coffee would be fantastic” she said politely putting her bag down and I pointed through to the lounge.. “Go in and make yourself comfortable and I’ll get the coffee on” I said and couldn’t help but look at her arse as she walked through, a definite outline of her panties showing through the thin pink material of her summer sweat pants, I felt much better now that we’d broken the ice and albeit in her moment of grief she seemed quite pleasant, time for a special coffee to hopefully perk her up a bit..
I went in with the coffee and Daisy was sitting there nervously with her hands on her knees and her bag by her side, “Here ya go Daisy, get this down ya” I said giving her a big mug of coffee and I sat down opposite her safe in the knowledge that my choice of attire would not offend her, she seemed a bit on edge as she sipped her drink.. “Oooh this is nice Michael, just how I like it” she said raising half a smile, we both knew there was no rush and we just needed to get over the initial first few minutes..
“That’s good Daisy, I can’t fiction without my coffee in the morning, usually need a couple to get the blood flowing” I said light-heartedly trying to keep the conversation light but I knew that at some point it would change to the matter in hand.. “Oh god yes, I’m the same.. coffee gets me going too, live the stuff” she replied sipping her drink which was certainly bringing some colour to her cheeks, maybe I overdid the additive a bit.. “So did you know my grandfather well Michael?” she asked feeling a bit more relaxed knowing that we had to discuss the situation and I figured that talking about it would ease her pain and I wanted to try and keep it light.. “Oh no, not really, he answered an advert I have for work and I thought I’d give it a try, I thought he was a lovely man and very talented but we only met the once” I said as I watched her body language closely, she seemed a bit more relaxed now as she neared the end of her drink..
“Oh really?.. he was a good man at heart but unfortunately he was a bit weird, he meant well though and I did have a good relationship with him although my family didn’t agree, it drove a wedge between us and I left home a year ago, no regrets though.. he was even teaching me to draw.. I liked that” she said as her big hazel eyes widened, I decided to acknowledge what she was saying but wanted her to talk to get her true feeling out.. “He was very sweet and attentive and I appreciated the attention as I never got it at home growing up and when he asked if I wanted to pose for him I jumped at the idea, he was so kind and never asked me to pose in a way I was uncomfortable with, he always told me nudity was an art and to never be ashamed, I felt so at ease with him and I know I’m going to miss him” she said in a somewhat solemn tone but I could see in her eyes that she was just thinking about the good times..
“That’s so nice Daisy, I have to admit he made me feel very much at home in the couple of hours I spent with him, not that I’m an experienced model by any stretch of the imagination, it was my first time but I really enjoyed it” I said keeping the conversation going on the main topic of his talented hobby..
She smiled admiringly as she remembered the good times, “Could I get another coffee please Michael, this is so nice and I’m really happy to have you to talk to, I feel all warm and fuzzy now and it’s taking my mind off my loss” she said as she held her cup out and as I stood up and walked across I felt my penis swinging inside my baggy shorts, I do t think she noticed as she seemed to wrapped up in her thoughts.. “No problem Daisy, I’m glad you’re feeling alright about talking about your grandfather” I said getting her cup and returning to the kitchen, I decided to have another cup myself as the atmosphere was better than I’d anticipated which can only be a good thing..
When I returned she had taken out Bert’s portfolio from her bag and had an additional one placed beside her on the sofa, I recognised one of them which I’d seen on my visit but didn’t know about the other one, I stood in front of her as I gave her the coffee and this time I did notice her eyes dropping down my body and although my cock was still flaccid and hanging I’m sure she could see the outline hidden inside my shorts..
“Thank you for being so hospitable Michael, I really do appreciate it.. before we look at grandfathers drawings of his male subjects and try to identify which is you, would you like to see what he did for me and my feeble attempt at drawing him?” she asked as she put on of the portfolios on her lap, I pulled up a footstool and with my knees raised and widened I sat down in front of her as she sipped her coffee eager to see what she had, I was also keen to see the progression over the years too and as she hesitated for a second or two I noticed that she was glancing down my legs and with my knees being so wide I think I was giving her a bit of a flash, she gave me a warm smile but didn’t comment as she opened up the cover showing her first picture which showed her lying on his bed totally flat chested and wearing panties, she turned the book around and as I leant in there was a gap between the bottom of the book and her now quite tight pink crotch, I could just make out a slight bulge of her pussy as I focused my eyes on the drawing..
“This was the very first one he did, quite tasteful I think but I was so nervous if I remember correctly” she said with a nervous giggle waiting for my approval, I looked up at her chest and could just see the outline of her soft nipples poking against the thin fabric.. “Wow, that’s good Daisy, grown a bit since then huh” I said excitedly with a cheeky grin and as she turned the page I noticed an almost identical pose, still topless and in panties but her legs were slightly wider and he’d captured the detail on her innocent little slit.. the attention to detail was amazing..
The next couple as she approached her teenage years showed some growth on her chest and as her legs parted wider I could see the detail he had captured showing the adolescent growth of pubic hairs poking out the sides and from what was a faint little slit more detail was added showing her developing labia, I was impressed and could feel my cock starting to respond which was hanging down the leg of my shorts.. “What do you think Michael” she said shyly and then smiled as she noticed the leg of my shorts starting to move, this was about to become uncomfortable but I knew my shorts were baggy enough to hide my impending arousal.. “There’s no doubting his talent Daisy and it’s so nice to see how you’ve developed over the years, you should be so proud” I said encouragingly as I flicked the page to see her breasts starting to develop and in this pose the waistband of her panties was lowered clearly showing her developing bush but still tight enough in the crotch to show a clear outline of her labia, she blushed slightly and gave me a nervous giggle as I focused my eyes on the graphic details..
“Maybe we should stop now Michael, the next few are naked and I’m sure you don’t want to see those” she said nervously reaching out to close the book but I grabbed her hand as I felt my cock starting to stiffen.. “Oh no Daisy, we’ve come this far and I’d really like to see his work” I said taking the emphasis off of her being the subject.. she giggled embarrassingly as she slowly withdrew her hand allowing me to turn the page and my eyes nearly popped out my head as I saw her posing with one knee up and the other leg wide, the detail of her nakedness shone through and I had to glance up at her embarrassed face and give her a warm smile..
“Wow Daisy, that drawing captures the very best of you.. amazing detail” I said excitedly as I focused my eyes, it looked like every pubic hair had been drawn individually and the detail of her little boy cock was so lifelike I wanted to lick the page.. her nipples on her puffy little breasts stood out proving that the old guy had unrivalled talent.. she leant forward excited by my reaction but in reality I think she was trying to see up the leg of my shorts which by now were raised due to the growing stiffness of my penis.. “You really like them don’t you Michael, that’s so sweet and it makes me feel all tingly now” she said as I turned the page to see the following years open leg pose, they just got better and better..
“This is the last one he did, it was only a couple of months ago too” she said as I turned the last page and OMG she had developed well, her breasts were perky and nipples taught and her pubic bush had developed showing a subtle ring around her protruding labia lips and he’d even captured her little boy cock standing proud out of its protective hood.. “Wow.. that is truly amazing Daisy” I said glancing up at her looking for a comparison which although she was clothed I could clearly see, she giggled and seemed ok showing me but there was still one or two pages to go and I couldn’t see her eyes focusing down between my legs, the leg of my shorts had raised and my helmet was about an inch from exposure.. I glanced down seeing my predicament..
“Oh I’m so sorry about that Daisy, what must you think of me but these drawings are so lifelike, so sorry” I said apologetically but she just seemed to brush it off as she finished her coffee.. “Oh don’t worry about that, I got that all the time with grandpa, he always got a boner.. it’s quite refreshing actually, shows you’re human” she said as I tentatively turned the page wondering what was next.. “OMG Michael, that’s my attempt at drawing him” she said laughing and to be honest it wasn’t a bad attempt and having seen his penis I could certainly identify it as him, not as perfect as his artwork but did show a lot of detail around the meat and two veg areas.. “Wow Daisy, I’m impressed with that, so lifelike” I said encouragingly as I studied her own work..
“Oh really Michael, you’re so kind, it was lovely doing that for him, he stayed like that for ages to allow me to capture the details” she said excitedly as she reached out turning the last page which showed an absolutely stunning view of her bending over showing her fleshy arse cheeks widened just enough from her natural pose to show her dark and shaded ring, the detail of her pouting little starfish left absolutely nothing to the imagination.. “OMG, that’s embarrassing” she gasped like she’d forgotten it was there but then seeing my reaction and noticing my cock pulsing inside the leg of my shorts she raised a warm smile.. “Hmm.. I can see you like that one too” she said with a giggle as we finally closed the book, I noticed that her nipples were stiffening up and poking more prominently against her flimsy top.. “I’m so pleased with your reaction Mikie, nobody else has ever seen these.. thank you and it gives me a nice tingly feeling knowing that you appreciate good artwork, even if the subject is me” she said as she placed the book to the side and I could tell the sincerity in her voice..
I could tell by her body language that she’d relaxed more now and her demeanour had changed to someone who wasn’t necessarily grieving but was someone who was celebrating her grandfather’s achievements.. “I feel so much better now Michael but I suppose we’d better turn to grandpa’s other drawings” she said rather hesitantly as it meant the focus was no on me.. “Yes Daisy, thank you so much for sharing those, would you like another coffee before we move on?” I asked knowing full well that I’d have to stand up and somehow prove that without the subjects head in the pictures I’d have to prove it was me, an interesting concept.. she looked up at me and smiled.. “Yeah, why not, you make such good coffee, it makes me feel so good and I’m sure you’ll agree we need to get this right, for grandfather’s sake” she said reaching for her empty cum while I prepared to stand up..
I reached out putting my hands on her knees to aid myself and she giggled as I inadvertently widened them forcing her thin summer sweats tighter into her puffy pussy.. “Oops so sorry” I said as I raised to my feet but the widening of her legs was nothing compared to the rather conspicuous bulge down the leg of my shorts which raised the front right up.. “Oops indeed” she gasped as her eyes focused on the rather large gap up the leg of my shorts, “Just like grandpa” she said smiling as I took her cup and headed out to the kitchen to make the coffee and try to adjust my attire to a more comfortable position..
To Be Continued…
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