Son poses nude for mom’s painting collection

Her eyes showed her excitement. A big smile grew on her face. I was really happy for her.

“That’s awesome news mom. I think those people are going to be amazed when they see all of those portraits you’ve made. Your collection is really something special.”

She blushed. “You’re too sweet. I certainly hope that they’ll like my work. I’ll be giving them a private showing of my artwork on Wednesday.”

“I’m sure they’ll be amazed.”

“Hopefully. You aren’t doing anything Friday late afternoon are you?”

“What do you need?”

“Do you think you can help arrange my things at the gallery? It’ll be closed to the public. Only the art director will be there. In the evening I’ll present my collection to the guests, then I’ll go have dinner with them at a nearby restaurant. My friend will be giving me a ride home. Would you mind?”

“Mom, of course I’ll help. After posing nude for you, everything else is easy in comparison.”

She stood up and gave me a big kiss on the cheek, which probably put tomato sauce on my face. I didn’t mind feeling the grease on my cheek because of how nice the kiss felt. I’ve always enjoyed feeling her kisses. Her lips are soft and loving. In a weird way I found myself becoming aroused again.

“I owe you another big favor for this,” she smiled. “So that’s two favors I owe you now.”

My mind raced with a strange sense of excitement. It was kind of mind boggling to me that my mother didn’t consider the handjob she gave me earlier as returning the favor for me posing nude. If that wasn’t returning a favor, then what was?

*** PREPARING FOR THE ART EXHIBITION ***

Friday. It was 5 pm in the evening. My mother and I were alone in the art gallery, while the art director was in the back office. We arranged all of the different paintings for display. It was amazing to see the collection she had painted. There was an assortment of abstract paintings. There was also the assortment of nude portraits which represented a wide array of people. It was beyond weird seeing my nude portrait up there for everyone to see, but at least no one knew it was me.

My mother was dressed beautifully, wearing a sexy black dress with heels. Her hair was neatly done, and it was one of the rare occasions where she wore extra make-up. She wanted to look her very best for the private dinner, and she succeeded.

I could see how satisfied she looked while examining her portraits for the last time. It was a major artistic accomplishment for her.

“This is incredible mom,” I said to her, as we continued looking at the paintings. “Now I finally understand what you’ve been trying to do.”

“I knew you would eventually understand.”

My mother’s eyes remained on her art display. I could tell how proud she was, and I felt proud for her. It was an ambitious art project, featured in the prominent area of the large gallery. She once again looked over each nude portrait. She stopped at the final portrait, which was of me.

“Do you really need to look at that one again?” I asked jokingly.

She turned to me and smiled, “Yes, I do. That portrait might be my favorite.”

Please wait…

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