Chapter Four
Jet
I knocked on Natalie's door, hardly able to wait for her to open it. Due to our schedules, we hadn't been able to see each other for a few days, and it had almost killed me. I played it cool with her, of course, when we talked on the phone or sent text messages to each other, but it bothered me that I couldn't be with her, or near her. When she finally called to ask if I could come and finish the next drawing, I couldn't get over there fast enough.
When she swung open the door she was wearing tight jeans that showed off her ass, and an off-the- shoulder sweater that looked so soft I wanted to melt into it.
“You look great.”
“Oh, Jet, I just threw these things on. But thank you.”
I walked up to her and kissed her softly. She didn't pull away; instead, she sort of melted into the kiss, and I felt a stir. I would have to try to control myself, at least until the drawing was completed. My tongue slipped into her mouth, and she accepted it. That kiss started softly, but quickly turned into a make out session right at her door.
“Hi Jet, it's nice to see you again.” I was startled by a sound behind Natalie, and we separated. Embarrassed, I realized that Julie had been sitting at the kitchen table the whole time. Natalie giggled as she turned around and headed to the kitchen. By the looks of things, the two of them had been sharing a bottle of wine. Natalie took another glass from the cupboard and poured me a glass. I headed her way, watching her ass the entire time.
“Sorry about that, Julie. Usually we are alone during Natalie's project.”
“Oh, rest assured, you will be. I'm heading out. I get shy when boys start taking off their clothes.”
Natalie laughed. “Yeah, right,” she said.
I sat down at the table and Natalie slid a folder over in my direction.
“I forgot to show you these the last time you were here,” she said. She sat down beside me and waited as I opened the folder. It was filled with black and white images from the one and only fight that she attended. They were incredible?crisp images that stopped time. I relived the fight through those images as I went through them, one after another.
“Wow, Natalie, these are astounding, I've never seen my fights captured like this before. Usually some stock photographer is there, but it's like you can see how we felt. You can even see the stress in Coach's face. I love these. You really are talented.”
“Yup, that's my girl,” Julie said as she got up from the table.
I continued flipping through the images until I came to the last one. I stared at it in awe; it was my spinning back fist that had won me that fight. She had stopped the action at just the right time, when my fist had made contact with my opponent’s face. It was one of those legendary photos that you usually only see with celebrities.
“Oh my God, this is an amazing photo. There are just no words for it. What a night that was, and you captured my win perfectly. How did you catch it at just the right moment?”
She laughed. “Well, you have to be ready for anything. When you're watching a live event, you never know what's going to happen, and really, anything can happen. So you can't be too relaxed when taking pictures. You have to be at the ready, and you have to be fast, so that when that moment happens you don't hesitate, not even for a second, and that's how you capture moments like that. Luck really has a lot to do with it.”
“I don't know if luck has much to do with it, Natalie. I mean yeah, it could be a lucky shot, but how many of your classmates got the same shot, or even close?”
She smiled as she looked at me. “None.”
I chuckled. “Well, there you go, it’s not luck; you have a gift.”
She leaned into me for a kiss, and I tasted her sweet lips again. Everything about her was soft and smooth, and I wanted to touch her all over again.
“Okay, well that's my cue to leave.” Julie laughed as she grabbed her purse off the counter and headed out the door. “You two love birds make sure you get some work done tonight.” Natalie laughed and I waved Julie off.
“So, beautiful, dare I ask what the drawing is going to be this time?”
“Just you and your boxer briefs, I'm afraid. Everything else goes.”
The way she was looking at me got me excited, and I knew she was going to get a little more than she bargained for when I took off my pants.
“You can have these photos, by the way. I have copies in my portfolio, but you should have some as well.”
“Really? Thanks, that's great. Coach is going to love them.”
“Good, I'm glad. Now get your butt over there and let’s do this.”
I laughed as I grabbed my wine and headed into the other room. She already had her easel set up and was ready for the drawing. I pulled off my shirt and unbuttoned my jeans. I slid them down and removed my socks as well. Her eyes went right to my cock, which was pushing tight against my shorts. The moment was too erotic for me; I couldn’t help being rock hard. All I wanted at that moment was to be inside Natalie, and I was being forced to undress in front of her. I had the urge to bend her over the easel and release the tension that was building inside my body.