Chapter 29: Bethany’s paintings exhibition.

First thing Wednesday morning I called Catharina.

“Hi Catharina, how are you?”

“Good to hear you, Lew, I’m fine; to what do I owe the pleasure of your call?”

“It’s a bit delicate, you know my birthday is coming up and I can guess that you had planned to come over?”

“Of course, I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

“I’m afraid that I’m gonna have to disappoint you, darling, I won’t be home.”

“You’re not gonna be home?”

“No, I’ll be onboard a cruise ship somewhere on the Atlantic ocean. You probably know I wasn’t looking forward to any kind of celebration and a seasoned cruise friend of mine, offered me the opportunity to join her on a cruise. She received this fantastic deal, but she needs someone to go with her, and as her daughter, who is her regular cruise companion can’t join her as she has a baby now and she knew I always wanted to go on a cruise she offered it to me.”

“That’s fantastic you should definitely go, we can see each other another time when you’re back, and I’ll expect a full report of your adventures onboard.”

“Thanks, Catharina for being such a good sport, I’ll make it up to you. I’ll come to Rome shortly after I return from the cruise and the one-week stay in Florida, that’s a promise.”

“Excellent, I’ll look forward to that, so till then enjoy yourself, I’m sure you’ll really like it very much I had a great time when I went on a cruise with Mario many years ago, Ciao Lew ciao, thanks for calling.”

“Yeah ciao Catharina, thanks for being so understanding.”

I was happy she took it so well, but before I could go on this cruise, I needed to set up an art exhibition for Bethany, something I’d never done before, not with paintings anyway. I’d visited plenty of photo exhibitions and I’d been to museums, so I guess I’ll take my ideas from there and Bethany of course. It was a good thing we still had a week and a half before the opening to organize everything but I needed to talk to Bethany soon. Maybe I’ll better give her a call.

“Hi Bethany, we need to sit together to get your exhibition on the road, it needs to open the Friday or Saturday after next because after that I’ll be gone for 3 weeks, which will be the duration of your exhibit.”

“Sounds good, when do you want to meet?”

“How about tonight?”

“OK, your place or mine? You know what ... come to me: I’ll cook you dinner.”

“You don’t have to fuss over me, Bethany...”

“It’s no fuss, cooking for one or for two is basically the same, I gladly do it and enjoy the company, just get here at 7.”

“OK, I’ll bring a bottle of wine, red or white?”

“Red, I will prepare something meaty, any preferences?”

“No, not really I eat anything meaty. See you later then. Oh, before I forget, maybe we should include Linda; she could act as your representative during the exhibition while I’m gone, you’ll need someone there in case people want to buy any of your artworks.”

“Good idea, I’ll give her a ring and see if she’s available tonight.”

After I closed the shop at 6, I got ready for my evening with two of my favorite girls. I had plenty of time to look my best and washed and shaved all over; you never know what the evening might bring apart, of course, from some good ideas about the exhibition. 7 o’clock sharp I rang Bethany’s bell. 2 seconds later she opened the door.

“Come in, Linda is already here preparing some pre-dinner snacks, that girl is a treasure to have around she is so resourceful.”

“She’s indeed a treasure, I’m so happy she walked into my shop a few months ago.”

Walking in I saw Linda busy in Beth’s kitchen. “Hi, Linda.” “Hey Lew, good to see you.”

As expected, the appetizers were excellent and the food that Bethany had prepared was far better than what I usually made for myself. All of that accompanied by a nice bottle of Beaujolais Villages made it a very pleasant meal, high time to tackle the issues for the exhibition.

“First, how many paintings do you think you will be able to exhibit?”

“I’ve got about 20 here in the apartment, another 8 in different locations in the shop, and a few that still need to be framed. I can have it done by mid-next week, so in total, I guess we’ll have 35.”

“That should do for a nice exhibition, I can add some photos as well, bringing the grand total up to about 45. I’ve got a rail installed in the studio on one side making it possible to hang mounted photos and some paintings with a thin cable from the ceiling. It will be difficult to hang all the paintings that way, so maybe we can put some of them on easels?”

“I’ve got 3 and I may be able to borrow some from the store where I buy my art supplies.”

“Good, I’ll contact Tanja to get the name and address of her cabinet maker: he should be able to come up with some constructions to exhibit paintings. We can also suspend some in the middle from the ceiling in blocks of 4, back to back, or on roll-away walls.

“Excellent idea,” Bethany said. “Though I was wondering why and how Linda would be involved in all of this. And what is this about you not being here for 3 weeks? You’ve got your birthday coming up.”

“Yeah, well that’s the thing. I have indeed my birthday coming up as you know, but you also know I don’t want any fuss so I’ve found the perfect solution - well Grace did.”

“What do you mean Grace did, what are you up to and how is Grace involved in all this?”

“Grace is a fervent cruiser, she reached Pinnacle level in the Royal Caribbean cruise line Crown and Anchor club and received this very special offer on a Transatlantic cruise she wants to share with me.”

“I never knew you wanted to go on a cruise,” Linda interjected.

“It’s been something I have always wanted to do, and right now this is perfect for me. I don’t have to deal with any birthday stress, and I can fulfill a lifelong dream; besides it’s great for you as well as I won’t need the studio for 3 weeks, just long enough for a nice exhibition, and that’s where Linda comes in as caretaker of the event. You will need someone to handle sales and have control over things unless you want to close your beauty salon for 3 weeks?”

“OK, I follow your reasoning but why 3 weeks? These cruises usually take 2, and not 3 weeks”

“You’re quite right, and you seem to know your way around cruising as well, but we will add a week to the trip in Florida, it’s been so long since I visited with Mickey and Donald, and as we will end up in Miami at the end of the cruise, it made sense to us.”

“I see, so you’re going to let us fend for ourselves while you have a good time, and with Grace of all people.”

“Why, what’s wrong with Grace?”

“Nothing, nothing but you seem to spend quite a lot of time with her lately, is there anything brewing between you two?”

“No! Why, do you feel neglected? Should I spend more time with you, Beth?”

Turning red, Bethany was quick to deny she felt neglected. I told them about the big suite Grace was offered on board at a very reduced price and why she couldn’t take her long-time cruise companion Nancy on this one as it would be too much of a strain for baby Emelia.

“So basically we’re helping each other, I help Grace by joining her as the offer was only valid if she had a companion and she helps me escape any unwanted birthday festivities.”

“So you’re going as a couple then?”

“For the cruise line yes we are, and what the outside world thinks is of no concern to us: they can think what they want. If it had been you, Beth, I would’ve gone with you.”

“Unfortunately I’m not Pinnacle, I’m only Diamond Plus and we don’t get the same generous offers as Grace.”

“Well keep on cruising and you’ll reach Pinnacle one day and then you can ask me to go on a cruise with you - allow me already to offer you my services.”

“I bet you do, but beware if that day comes I’ll hold you to it, Linda’s my witness.” She said with a chuckle. “Is there anything we need to discuss concerning the exhibition or have we covered all angles?”

“No, I think we have it all, anything else from your side Linda?”

“I guess not, I can work out any financial issues and opening times with Beth separately, oh before I forget I will need a key.”

“Yes, I’ll have one made for you, and before I forget, when Jada is not in the shop during my absence you’ll need to be at the studio on Monday at 8 to let my cleaning lady Petra in, I’ll inform her about the exhibition and what is expected of her.”

“How about some dessert?” Bethany said with a devious smile on her face.

“You know me, I love dessert, bring it on!”

I had no idea what they had in mind, but it became quickly clear it had nothing to do with Dame Blanche or any other sweet I like - well as it turned out one of the sweets I like was partly involved. I saw Linda slowly pull her top over her head, after which she threw it in my face, grabbed a can from the table, and sprayed whipped cream generously over her nipples while coming toward me

“You must imagine the chocolate sauce and the ice cream,” she said seductively, holding up her tits in her hands, “but I’ve got the cream right here for you to savor.”

I do love whipped cream on everything and especially on hot boobs. It didn’t stop there, out of the corner of my eye I saw Bethany do the same on her D-cups. That left me with one of the most difficult decisions I had to take that evening: where to start? Since Linda was first I started with her, sort of building it up, starting with a small B-cup portion and then moving on to the bigger D-size one. While I was busy licking and sucking on all those enticing boobs, I felt a pair of nimble hands stroke my growing cock through my pants while trying to set it free from its prison. I guessed it was Linda as I was busy eating cream from Beth’s tits, and she was the one holding my head as well. The handling of my cock sure felt fantastic, especially after Linda had fished it out of my trousers, and while holding it firmly she began the up-and-down dance with her hand. Moving from Beth’s now clean-licked boobs to her alluring mouth was just a small distance, which I gladly covered to begin circling our tongues around each other in a hot tongue Walz.

I heard Linda moan as she replaced her hand with her tongue, first circling the tip around my cockhead, paying special attention to the most sensitive frenulum. She rapidly brought it to a full-blown raging hardon, and when that was achieved, both girls stood up, each taking one of my hands, the other on my cock making sure I couldn’t escape they led me to the bedroom, where I was pushed with my back onto the bed partially naked. In the next 15 seconds, I was completely undressed, after which both did the same, changing their attire from topless to full nudity. Bethany climbed onto the bed straddling me, hiding something behind her back, while bringing her pussy over my mouth.

“Now that you had two desserts, how about a third one?” Bethany asked, bringing the can of whipped cream to the front and squirting a big dollop onto her cunt which she then lowered to my mouth. Without giving any thought to my cholesterol I latched on, licking and sucking all over her snatch. The taste was out of this world, her tangy-sweet juices combined with the sweetened whipped cream brought me to dessert heaven.

While I was eagerly feasting on Beth’s cunt, Linda had some dessert festivities of her own, swallowing my dick after decorating it first with whipped cream from her own private spray can. Whimpers of pleasure erupted from Beth’s lips as I did a very good professional imitation of a vacuum cleaner on her clit, drawing more blood into the already engorged love button. When I grabbed her tits, still slippery from the cream, pinching her nipples, resulted in more moaning alternated with high-pitched exultations of pleasure. All of a sudden she arched her back, her pending orgasm building rapidly inside of her, while I was nibbling at her labia pulling at the tender flesh, her womanly flavor sending me into sensory overdrive.

“Oh god fuck, fuck...”

“Not this time Beth,” I mumbled between my upper and her lower lips.

“No need, I’m cumming yes, yes, keep going, SUCK ME HARDER!”

Obliging as always, I sucked so hard I would have made a Dyson jealous. My reward was a bucket load of girly juice. All of a sudden I felt some movement behind Beth’s back and my cock immediately felt cold as Linda had let go of it, I started to complain, as far as it was possible which was rather difficult with my mouth still full of Beth’s squirting pussy. Before I knew what was happening my cock was again encased in a warm and very wet environment, quickly grasping what had happened as I felt Linda’s butt make contact with my abdomen, leave again, then come back as I understood she rode me reverse cowgirl style, her back to Beth’s back. Beth moved off of me, giving me some breathing space in the process and allowing me to watch Linda’s gorgeous back, covered in a fine sheen of sweat as she rode me. I wanted Linda to cum before I did, so my hands moved from her hips to her front over her abdomen finding the top of her cunt. I first slid the hood covering her love button, upwards before I began frigging it. That had the desired effect on her, as I felt her pussy’s throbbing increase around my cock, a clear telltale sign of her orgasm inching closer to boiling point. All of a sudden I felt her body tense up as she orgasmed, going faster, trying to bury my cock as deep as possible in her quivering, convulsing cunt. Contrary to previous orgasms I experienced with her she was rather quiet.

“Have you cum?” Beth asked, lying next to me.

“Uh no.”

“Then I want MY dessert now, I want your cum in my mouth, I want to suck you dry.”

“Be my guest, but please leave it whole, I hope to be able to use it some more in the future,” I said with a chuckle. Bethany looked at me with slightly glazed eyes, not understanding what I had said as she was focused on drinking my sperm. She moved into a 69 position giving me a new, slightly different view of her hot and still dripping pussy. It looked too good to leave alone, so I snaked my tongue into her and began to suck again taking both of her outer lips into my mouth and then holding them with my lips pulling at them like I had her nipples earlier that evening licking and sucking the whipped cream off of them. As she felt her pussy again stimulated by my oral skills, she gave a deep guttural grunt, her mouth stuffed with my steel rod.

Her licking and sucking were bringing me a lot closer to an orgasm, though I was desperately trying to postpone it for her to reach another one first, or together with me, when all of a sudden it hit me, she had another hole I could stimulate and make her cum faster. Grabbing her buttocks I pulled them open licking her pucker, lubricating it with my saliva, pushing with my thumb against her tight anal ring which, with a little insistence, allowed me to slide in, stimulating the nerve endings residing around it into little electric shocks parallel with the ones in the front around her clit. I felt her go into orgasmic convulsions just as my blood-filled organ exploded in her mouth, shooting the first two jets of hot sperm down her throat with the rest filling her mouth, attacking her taste buds. She collapsed on top of me, both of us panting. All of a sudden I heard hand-clapping, looking to my side I saw Linda give us applause with a big grin on her face.

“Great show! Not bad for old folks, worthy of a porn Oscar I’d say. How about another round with a young filly Lew?”

“No thank you, dear: I’ll take a rain check if you don’t mind, no more dessert for me today, but I won’t say no to a shower, followed by a cup of coffee.”

Shower ‘à trois’ came with lots of groping and kissing. When we were finally done, dried, and dressed again, I got my cup of coffee, after which I said my goodbyes with the agreement to get back together on Sunday afternoon to evaluate where we stood with the project. I indicated there might be a need for a few more small meetings to iron out the final details or discuss any problems that might occur in the coming week.

Sunday at 2 pm we got together again in my apartment.

“I talked to Tanja’s cabinet maker and he had no problem making two cubes that can be suspended from the ceiling on which we can hang 8 paintings in the middle of the room, he also managed to produce a few fake easels, if I remember correctly he said 5, we also have 4 roll-away walls, good for another 16 paintings, that leaves 13 paintings to be hung between the photos, I’ll have another rail installed at the top of the opposite wall, all we need to do is find a good balance between the photos and paintings.”

“What kind of photos would you have in mind?”

“I was thinking a few portraits of Catharina, I can’t use any from Nancy as they’re sold, Linda’s photos are also out of the question as that would be a bit awkward for you wouldn’t it Linda?”

“As long as they’re not nudes, I wouldn’t mind.”

“OK, but only a few maybe, I could always do some landscapes or city views, which paintings would you consider Beth?”

“How about some nice paintings of animals.”

“Oh yes, I remember those from your shop, when you were torturing me,” Linda said with a chuckle.

“I wasn’t torturing you, I was making you irresistibly beautiful.”

“Yes you were but it still felt like torture.”

“No beauty without pain my dear!”

“So do we go for the animal paintings then in between the photos?”

“Yes, I’ve only got two so it would be nice to have them sort of together.”

“Good I’ll use some of the photos with Catharina in Rome then. What kind of animals are we talking about?”

“It’s two paintings of horses.”

“Great, I’ve got some very nice photos of a naked girl on horseback, like Lady Godiva, I can use the ones where she can’t be recognized, otherwise her parents could have a fit when they see them.”