I had always been passionate about designing and creating lifesize bronze statues of beautiful, meaningful naked girls. My collection included “the butterfly girl” and the cyborg named Progress, each one a masterpiece that reflected my attention to detail and love for art. In addition to my own creations, I also sold bronze sculptures, mostly made in China, which ranged from reproductions of European masters to original pieces. Some depicted naked women, while others didn’t.

One day, as I was working from home alone, the doorbell rang. I got up to answer it, expecting it might be a delivery or perhaps a neighbor. But when I opened the door, I was taken aback by the stunning young woman standing before me. She had half-curled long black hair that cascaded down her back like a waterfall of night sky. Her tight top left little to the imagination, showcasing her curves without the hindrance of a bra underneath. Her skintight blue jeans trousers hugged her legs perfectly, and her high black leather boots added an air of mystery and allure.

“Hi,” she said with a smile that could light up a room. “My name is Sophia. I saw your publicity on the internet and was wondering if you have any bronze sculptures for sale.” I was caught off guard by her beauty but managed to compose myself quickly. “Yes, please come in,” I invited her into my home.

As Sophia entered my workshop and gallery space within my home she began scanning through my collection with an intent gaze “Ah these are incredible pieces you have here!”. As we walked through she asked me questions about various statues: their meaning, the inspiration behind them, but then stopped at one particular piece which caught her eye.

“I’m actually looking for something specific,” Sophia said, her eyes locking onto mine with an unmistakable glint of curiosity. The way she phrased it sent shivers down spine “And what kind might that be?” “A nude statue. Preferably something sensual yet elegant.” Her directness surprised me, yet intrigued me even more. As our conversation flowed effortlessly, we delved into art, philosophy, desires, and dreams, discussing everything under sun - from our favorite artists, books, movies and music all the way down to the most intimate details of our personal lives. It wasn’t long before the chemistry between us became palpable.

The air was charged with tension as we continued talking. Each word exchanged now seemed layered with deeper meanings. We both knew where this might lead, yet neither pulled back At one point, while discussing sculpture techniques, my hand brushed against hers, sending sparks. It wasn’t accidental nor unexpected, yet none acknowledged this openly, choosing instead to let the moment pass, letting anticipation simmer just below the surface.

Time flew by unnoticed, until finally, after much deliberation, Sophia decided on a stunning life sized bronze statue depicting a naked woman. The statue conveyed a sense of serenity and peacefulness. It was an awe inspiring statue, given its sheer scale and beauty.

Moving closer, we stood beside each other and examined the sculpture closely. Sophia’s fingers tracing contours, her face tilted upwards, radiating admiration and appreciation. Standing there beside each other, we felt the connection between us grow stronger. We were not just seller and buyer anymore. Much more Intimacy kept creeping in slowly, but surely, like a slow burning fire that was by now totally undeniable.

As we stood beside the bronze statue, the air was electric with anticipation. The proximity between us was palpable, and I could feel the heat emanating from her body. The nude sculptures surrounding us seemed to fade into the background as our eyes locked again. This time in a gaze that spoke volumes. Her eyes sparkled with a mixture of curiosity and desire, drawing me in like a magnet. I couldn’t help but notice the sheer beauty of her body, the way her tight top strained against her breasts, and the curve of her hips and thighs in those skintight blue jeans.

The silence between us was broken by my voice, low and husky, as I whispered words of seduction. “You’re even more beautiful than the statue,” I said, my eyes roaming over her face, taking in every feature. My words seemed to awaken something within her, and she smiled, her lips parting slightly. I took a step closer, my heart pounding in my chest, and reached out to brush a strand of hair behind her ear. The touch sent shivers down my spine, and I knew I had to have more.