Bri & Liam spend a day with Lena & Carlos (Part 1)

“Help me heft this one, would you?” Carlos asked, squatting to grip a large stone resting on the ground. Liam gripped it from the other side and the two men raised it to rest atop the others they had stacked into a drystone wall at the edge of the garden.

Liam pulled his t-shirt off and wiped the sweat from his brow. Carlos had been shirtless from the start. “Hot work,” Liam said, admiring their half-completed wall.

“What do you say we take a breather?” Carlos retrieved two glass bottles of water and handed one to his younger companion as the two men moved over to the shade of a mulberry and sat on a low timber bench.

“How did Bri’s workshop go last week?” Carlos asked, leaning back against the rough bark of the tree. “I know Lena recommended it to a few friends.”

“Sounds like it went great,” Liam replied, smiling. “The masturbation ones are always really popular.”

“I can imagine. She’s a gifted teacher.”

“And besides, the thing at the museum next month has people pretty excited,” Liam said. “Are you two planning to go?”

“We wouldn’t miss it,” Carlos replied, taking a long drink from the bottle. “Lena is going with Margot and Quinn, and I’ll meet up with my friend Van. How about you two?”

“Oh definitely. We’re still making plans. Bri is going to facilitate a group for nervous first-timers, former students mostly, and I can always tag along with them.”

“You nervous?”

“Ha! Not particularly. I really like that sort of thing.”

“Same here. You’re welcome to join us — if you’re not scared off by a couple older guys jerking it together.”

Liam chuckled and finished the water. “That actually sounds like a blast. I’ll let you know.”

“How do you think those ladies are getting on?”

Lena had all the high windows of her studio propped open, but the space was still warm. She stood over the artboard where she had taped down a large sheet of watercolor paper and begun to make bold, gestural strokes with the brush.

Bri stood a few steps away, completely naked in front of an ochre plaster wall hung with bundles of dried strawflower. She held the pose Lena had placed her in as best she could: arms raised with fingers laced behind her head, elbows wide, feet planted at shoulder width. Strands from her high, loose bun tickled her forearms. She had undressed openly in front of Lena and piled her clothes on the seat of a cane chair, ignoring the silk robe that still hung over the back. Bri was bold like that.

“Lean over to the left a bit, honey,” Lena said, adding a dab of white gouache to the cool skin tone she had mixed on the palette. “I like the way the sun is just kissing your chest.” She continued laying down big strokes suggesting Bri’s bare form. As she leaned to grab a tube of cadmium yellow from across the table, a drop of sweat fell from her forehead onto the palette. She picked up a scrap of card and fanned herself. “Hot day.”

“It is way too hot for you to be wearing all those clothes,” Bri said, feeling a single droplet of sweat trickle between her shoulder blades as she held the pose. “Get naked with me?”

Lena smiled and rolled her eyes playfully. “You really are a natural at that.” She unbuttoned the lavender shirt and tossed it on top of Bri’s clothes, leaving her topless in a pair of cutoff canvas shorts. Bri looked down at them and raised her eyebrows expectantly. Lena unbuttoned the fly and stepped out of the shorts and her underwear at the same time.

“Isn’t that better?” Bri asked as she looked her friend’s body over with the same tenderness Lena always showed hers.

“Much.” Lena went back to mixing colors. She felt the perspiration start to evaporate off her chest in the dry air, cooling her skin. Her nipples stiffened under Bri’s gaze. The same thrill of casual, open nudity that drew Lena to working with life models also drew Bri to sitting for a painting. Through the open windows the women could hear big stones clunking together in the garden.

On the palette, Lena tried a bit of red, a little sienna, more white. “I’m trying to match the color of your nipples. It’s eluding me.”

Bri looked at the palette and then down at her chest. “Dab some here and see if you’re close.” She pointed to the smooth side of her plump breast.

Lena picked up the palette and stepped around the table. She loaded her brush with paint and stroked it lightly over Bri’s taut skin, eliciting a giggle.

“That’s not quite it. They’re warmer.” She mixed in more red and made another short stroke below the first. “There it is.”

“How do they compare to yours?” Bri asked, taking the brush and painting a semicircle around the top of Lena’s erect right nipple. “Ooh, mine are a lot rosier. Yours are that lovely tan.”

Lena giggled and took the brush back playfully, loading it up with more paint. She painted a heart around Bri’s right nipple, which responded immediately by stiffening. Lena took her time to carefully fill in the outline.

“Oh my gosh Lena,” Bri said trying to stay still while laughing. “That’s so cute!”

Lena moved to the young woman’s left nipple and slowly painted a second heart covering her rosy areola in a matching color. She though of the single stroke she had painted along Liam’s relaxed length the previous summer, and wondered how it would have responded to the same attention she was now giving his wife’s nipples.

“You’re making them hard Lena.”

“I can tell. Mine are too.” Lena returned to the artboard and added a few last dabs to the piece in the new rosy color. “I’ll call that done.”

Bri left the pose and came to look over Lena’s shoulder at the graceful impression of her own naked body. “Ooh, it’s lovely.”

Lena slipped her lavender shirt back over her shoulders and did up a few buttons. The tails hung down to her upper thighs and over her bottom. “I’m going to check on those boys and jump in the plunge pool. Join me when you’re ready?” She left the studio with a wink.

Bri walked over to the sink and looked at herself in the small mirror. If she blurred her eyes, it looked like she had enormous, heart-shaped nipples, which she found curiously arousing. She leaned over the sink and washed her breasts, watching the rosy paint swirl over the bright porcelain. A small framed photo on the wall caught her eye.

It showed a younger Lena & Carlos standing side by side in the garden, completely nude and smiling with their arms around each other. As she dried her chest and belly with a small towel, Bri looked appreciatively over Carlos’ broad shoulders, his tidy chest hair, the length of his soft penis hanging in front of what she took to be a substantial pair of balls. Lena held her shoulders back, accentuating her firm, upturned breasts. They look as good now as they did then, she thought.

“That’s looking great!” Lena said as she came around studio and saw the drystone wall Carlos & Liam had built. She leaned on the rough mulberry trunk with her hips tipped to one side.

“Why thank you,” Carlos replied, clocking that she wasn’t wearing anything under her loose lavender button-up. He glanced down at her nipples poking through the thin fabric and felt a pang of awkwardness mixed with excitement for Liam. “This kid has moved easily twice as many as I have.”

Lena smiled at Liam, looking at the sweat trailing through dust over his bare chest. “You must be as ready for a dip as I am.”

Liam did his best to keep his eyes up to meet Lena’s. He sensed the bareness of her breasts beneath the fabric, and in his peripheral vision caught a glimpse of her smooth skin below the hem. He looked down at his dusty hands.

“I hope you two don’t mind, but I’m going for it.” Lena said, motioning toward the dark in-ground plunge pool surrounded by lush vegetation beside the sauna. She walked over while undoing her buttons, dropped the shirt on the gravel path, and stepped out onto the small wooden platform over the pool. Just as Liam grasped that he was seeing her completely naked for the very first time, she stepped off the edge and disappeared into the deep water.

“Probably not what you were expecting today huh?” Carlos asked, nudging him with his elbow. It was fairly obvious how smitten the young man was.

In the cool water, hidden from view by the foliage, Lena washed the paint from her chest. She heard the studio door slam and the approach of fast footsteps along the gravel path.

“I’m coming in!” Bri exclaimed, running naked toward the plunge pool. She noticed Carlos and Liam watching her with bemused looks on their faces. “Oh hello boys!”

Bri leapt off the small platform and splashed, laughing, into the water next to Lena.

“Probably not what you were expecting either,” Liam said quietly.

“Our turn next.” Carlos said, chuckling as he took off his work gloves. “Better get out of those jeans.”

As the two women hauled themselves back up onto the platform and let the water stream off their bodies, Lena pointed into the shade of the mulberry. “Ooh, looks like we’d better make room.”

Bri turned to see her husband step out of his underwear and drape them over the bench. His lower body was clean, while his upper was covered in a layer of dust from the dry work hefting stones. Is he hanging ever so slightly heavy? she wondered. Next to him, fully naked and similarly dusty, stood Carlos. She looked down at his penis and recognized the shape and size from the old photo in Lena’s studio. In all these years of friendship, she’d never seen it in person. Lovely, she thought. The women rounded the pool and pulled two redwood lounge chairs into the sun.

Carlos led the way past their audience and dropped out of sight into the pool. Liam followed close behind, and Lena watched his butt flex and jiggle as he walked. He splashed in after Carlos.

“You have a beautiful husband,” Lena said matter-of-factly.

“Well so do you.”

(Continued in Part 2)