“Here is the money I owe you,” Lexi counted out two hundred and fifty dollars and gave it to Milena her roommate.

“What about my percentage for giving you my slot?” Milena asked as she applied eyeliner, getting ready for a night out on the town.

“How much do you want?” Lexi asked.

“Thirty percent,” Milena said, greedy.

“You are not for real?” Lexi objected.

“I am,” Milena said, holding out her hand.

“Fifteen percent,” Lexi counteroffered.

“Do you want my slot tomorrow again?” Milena asked.

“You stand every day?” Lexi asked, counting out two hundred and fifty-five dollars.

“No, three times a week; two days back-to-back,” Milena said taking the money and putting it into her black purse that matched her black mini dress.

Lexi watched her roommate leave thinking she is just going to party all the money away, ‘what a wasteful way to spend money.’

Milena Kaufman, medium height, a good figure with fake boobs that one of her sugar daddies bought her. She had dyed blond hair, brown eyes, and sun-kissed skin or should I say, ‘spray-tanned skin.’

Milena Kaufman came from a family that used to be rich, but her father blew all the money by gambling it away. Even though Milena’s family is no longer rich she always seemed to have money and now Lexi knew why.

Lexi decided to take a relaxing bath and gave herself a facial, thinking she will look more radiant in the morning. When she got out of the bath, she stood in front of Milena’s full-length mirror, positioning herself in the way the art teacher had her this morning. Lexi looked at her naked self. After looking her front over she turned around trying to look at her bum. Lexi relaxed her bum and then pulled it tight. ‘I will never be able to keep it tight for an hour,’ she thought her tight bud looked better.

Lexi took out her phone and researched for some poses and tried them out in front of the mirror.

After practicing her pose for the next day, she went to bed. Lexi woke up at six in the morning when Milena came in making a lot of noise.

“Are you still drunk?” Lexi asked, pouring hot coffee into her cup.

“We only have class this afternoon,” Milena said, taking the cup of coffee from Lexi before going to her bedroom.

Lexi just shook her head in disbelieve, ‘how does she even manage to pass.’ Lexi thought to herself as she poured another cup of coffee.

Lexi walked over to the art class and took a deep breath before opening the door, “good morning, I will be filling in for Milena again.”

Lexi noticed that the class was empty and noticed only the art teacher standing in front of one of his students’ paintings of the day before with a clipboard in his hand, making notes.

“You are early,” Jaxton said, hiding the fact that he was happy to see her.

“I am not sure what time you need me,” Lexi said, still standing in the door.

“Eight-thirty,” Jaxton said, looking at his watch.

“Ok, I will come back in thirty minutes,” Lexi said.

“Don’t be silly, come in, leave the door open,” Jaxton said.

Lexi placed her handbag down to the side and sat on one of the art students’ chairs; two chairs away from Jaxton. Lexi looked at the painting not noticing that Jaxton’s eyes was on her.

“I am Jaxton Hall, by the way,” Jaxton introduced himself, eager to know her name.

“Lexi Winters,” she responded shyly even though she was trying not to be.

“I take it you are a student here at the university?” Jaxton made small talk.

“Yes, second-year finance,” Lexi said, meeting his eyes. ‘My goodness he is sexy,’ she thought to herself.

Jaxton scribbled some notes down before walking over to the next painting.

“Will you be replacing Melina for good?” Jaxton asked, hopeful.

“I wish, but no,” Lexi said with a chuckle.

“Would you like to replace her?” he asked as he has never really liked Melina, to fake looking.

“The money is too good, she will not give it up,” Lexi said, pretending to look at the painting in front of her.

“It is not really up to her. My art students have the final say and Melina’s time has kind of ran out,” Jaxton said.

“What do you mean?” Lexi wondered, meeting his eyes again.

“We have been painting her for the past six months, it is time to move on,” he said, making notes.

“As much as I would love to take her place, I cannot do that to her so it will have to be someone else,” Lexi said.

Jaxton said nothing and moved on to the next painting as the first student arrived.

“Good morning, Aiden, here are the notes on your work,” Jaxton gave him a piece of paper.

“Good morning, sir,” Aiden Berger greeted and then noticed Lexi, “hi.” His face lit up at the sight of Lexi again, and it does not go unnoticed.

“Hi,” Lexi greeted back with a little wave.

“So, what do you think?” Aiden asked, pointing at his artwork which happened to be the one she was sitting at.

“I know nothing about art but to me, it looks amazing,” Lexi complimented.

“I won’t go as far as amazing, but thank you,” Aiden said as Lexi stood up from his chair.

“Thank you for warming up my chair,” Aiden tried to flirt.

“No problem at all,” Lexi joked back, noticing that Aiden was a bit shy.

Aiden had the typical art student look to him, paint-stained jeans with a tie-dyed shirt, messy blond hair tied up. He had brown eyes, a straight but large-looking nose, and a comfortable feeling about him.

Jaxton looked at the two conversing and wondered what Lexi’s type was. Jaxton’s thoughts and their small talk got interrupted as more and more students arrived, each one appearing happier than the previous when they noticed Lexi.

As the students arrived one after the other Jaxton gave them the notes on their art.

“Please take out your sketch pads,” Jaxton instructed.

Lexi started to take her clothing off; starting by unbuttoning her shirt, followed by her bra. She was about to take her jeans off when Jaxton stopped her, “leave your jeans on, take off your shoes.”

Jaxton pushed the day bed into position and showed her to sit.

‘Thank goodness I get to sit today,’ Lexi thought about how she struggled to keep her pose the day before.

Before Jaxton positioned her, he pulled the lights into position and then a fan.

Lexi took a piece of her hair and turned it around her finger while waiting for further instructions. Jaxton noticed her playing with her hair, “you look perfect, continue playing with your hair.”

Jaxton bent down and turned her shoulders so that her breast faced the fan that was on high blowing speed, “lean back and relax.”

Lexi could feel her nipples responds to the wind from the fan. ‘How am I supposed to relax with my nipples stiff,” she thought, grateful for the wind cooling down her flushed cheeks.

Jaxton deliberately positioned her breast to face where he will be sitting.

During the whole session, Lexi looked at Jaxton as her face was positioned to where he was sitting, and Jaxton did not care if she could see him looking at her exposed breast.

Lexi did not know why but she felt herself getting aroused by his eyes caressing her skin, her breast, her erected nipples. Lexi imagined that the wind blowing on her breast is Jaxton’s fingers. Jaxton realized that her eyes has changed, lust-filled, desire. He cannot wait for the class to be over so that he can paint the lust and the desire that he sees in her eyes. ‘Will she stay a little longer if I offer her money for a private sitting? Will I get in trouble with the university if they catch me alone with a naked student? I wonder if she will come to my penthouse?’ Jaxton thought, his eyes on hers that was looking at him.

‘I wonder if he knows that I am making love to him right now in my mind,’ Lexi thought, looking into his eyes.