A love for Art

She stood there, unsure as to whether or not she was ready for this. For Aaron to see her so...naked. She watched him as he watched her. They both laughed as she blushed. 'This is silly,' she thought to herself. 'He's already seen me without a shirt, why should it be different if he sees me without anything on,' she asked herself. She slowly started to remove her robe as she watched him. Aaron stood up and walked to her, pulling up her robe to cover her.
"You don't have to do this, Lillian," he said to her, giving her the reassurance that she needed. She smiled at him. She could and would do this.
"I know I don't have to," Lillian said as she smiled up at his handsome face, "but I want to." He smiled sweetly at her. He gave that smile that melted her heart into a puddle. How could she ever refuse such a smile?
Aaron walked back to his seat and turned his back against Lillian. She smiled to herself as she slowly but surly removed the robe from her body.
"That was very gentleman like of you, Aaron," she said as she began to lie down on the bed. She lay down in the position that they had previously discussed for her to be in.
As he turned around and looked to see if everything was right, he was left breathless at the sight of her. 'My gods, she is beautiful,' he thought as he adjusted in his seat and readied his pencil against the canvas. He held his hand to the canvas and began to start with her hips. Slowly he began to draw against the white of the canvas, slowly creating the lines of Lillian's body.
Lillian watched as his eyes bounced from her body to the canvas. She couldn't see what or where he was drawing but she knew one thing, that he would make it beautiful. She loved watching Aaron work. He has such talent for art that she was in shock to find out the small amount of experience he had. He went on just raw, natural talent.
Lillian began to wonder what it would be like to feel his hands caress the places he drew. The most intimate of places. She closed her eyes, lost in wonderment and fantasy. She opened her eyes to see Aaron looking down at her with a small blush on his face. She softly laughed to herself, wondering what he must have been drawing to make him blush in such a way.
Little did she know, it was his thoughts that were the reason behind his blushing. He began to wonder to himself what he could get Lillian to do for the pictures he wanted to draw. ‘Would she pose for me as a slave,’ he thought. He felt her gaze on him as he realized he was blushing. “My heart was already pounding with just the sight of you. You must be able to it from where you are,” he softly said, just loud enough for Lillian to hear him mumble.
“Did you say something,” she asked as she smiled up at him. She heard him say something but she couldn’t make out what.
Aaron looked at her and stopped his drawing for just a moment to answer her. “No, I didn’t say anything,” he lied. He looked back at the canvas and tried to start again, but was stopped by a question he did not expect to hear.
“Why do you find me beautiful,” Lillian asked bluntly. ‘Where the hell did that come from Lillian,’ she thought to herself. She couldn’t believe that she just asked that. She normally had better control over what she said. But lately, she found it hard to keep her own thought to herself.
Aaron had to think fast before he answered her question. ‘What do I say,’ he thought.
“Well, um...Lillian...Umm,” he stuttered out as he tried to think quickly. He thought of something and knew it would be an appropriate answer. “What man wouldn’t find you beautiful,” he asked. He held his breath, waiting to see what she would say.
She smiled at him and tried to hide her blush but couldn’t do a good job for fear she would mess up her position. She just smiled and nodded. What could she say? She was hoping for such an answer.

As the evening went on, the two barely spoke to each other. Lillian didn’t speak for fear of what might come out without her realizing it. Aaron because he was afraid of what he might have to say. An hour passed by without either of them realizing it. After two hours of working straight, they both were ready to call it quits for the night. Aaron was gentleman enough to leave the room as Lillian dressed. She couldn’t wait to see what he had done so far. Her pounded so loud in her ears she barely heard Aaron enter the room.
She turned to him as he entered. He held the canvas away from her, not showing what he had begun.
“Close your eyes,” he said to her, hoping to surprise her with how well it had turned out so far. She was kind enough to oblige. She let her eyes flutter shut, waiting in anticipation. Aaron, watching her eyes close so softly, took a moment to take in her true beauty as she stood there. She was a magnificent woman to draw and to befriend. He considered himself very lucky to have her as his model.
After he took his moment to take her in, he asked if she was ready to see it. Lillian nodded yes and he turned the canvas to face her. Lillian slowly opened her eyes and as they were laid upon the canvas, her eyes widened in shock. He had nearly finished the drawing in the two hours they spent working. And it was a glorious work of art. It showed her lying on a bed of pillows, naked. She had her hands resting near her face to shape them better. Her palms open and delicate. It showed the hipline of her body in such a way she never thought possible. Her legs together, knees bent so that it formed muscles of her thighs. She was absolutely ecstatic with how it turned out.
She looked at him from as he hid his face behind the canvas. He hid himself so that just her eyes were showing from behind it. Lillian grabbed it was delicately as she could and laid it down on the bed. She turned back to Aaron and went to him. She hugged him is such a way that he was confused as to hug her back or to pull her away and kiss her. Lillian started to laugh. Aaron was a bit confused as to why she was but he held her as she laughed.
As she gained enough composure to steady herself, Aaron pulled away and looked at her. She had tear streams down her cheeks.
“Why are you laughing,” Aaron asked, watching her gain more and more composure as he talked. Lillian finally stopped laughing and answered his question.
“I’m laughing because I was stupid to nervous,” she said as she fought off laughter again.
He started to see why she was laughing. As Aaron started to laugh, Lillian asked him the same question.
He simply replied with “I was nervous too.” They both began to laugh and the evening was very much lighter from then on. They both only prayed it would remain light at the next nude poising.
Aaron looked at the clock and realized it was a quarter after eleven. He told Lillian that he would drive her home since she didn’t have a car and her boyfriend was at home asleep. The ride home between them was easy going and relax. Aaron dropped Lillian off and waited till she was in the house to pull away. As Aaron was driving home he couldn’t get Lillian off of his mind. Was she thinking about him? In that moment she was. As she crawled into bed she wondered what he was thinking as he drew her in such a way.
She wondered if he would dream of her. If she would dream of him. As she slipped into her sleep, thought of Aaron and her laughing filled her head and she drifted into sleep.
Aaron arrived at his home and went to bed right away. He went to bed in hopes that his
dreams would be of Lillian. He drifted away into a deep sleep that held her face and laugher. How he couldn’t wait till their next poising.