The Summer Event

Summer owned a sturdy two-story building called The Loft where Summer's Art Boutique was located. She loaded up the Sprinter Thursday night so she could get an early start Friday to set up her booth at the park.

Summer had just completed a series of lifesize bondage portraits. She was so eager to get started on that project, now she was happy it was done.

Next, she had to produce a showing of her of it. The implications for her career and the production details were more than she could handle right now. It could wait until next week.

Summer was looking forward the the weekend Art Show as a working vacation.

She parked her camper next to her space so she wouldn't have to break it down every night. She would spend the weekend in the camper to keep and eye on the place. She rented a double space this time since sales were brisk at the Spring event.

At the Spring event she had run out of stock, so on the fly, she set up easels to paint more pictures for customers. People enjoyed seeing the artist create their paintings in person.

Summer even allowed kids to create paintings for themselves. The customers loved it and she even got a mention on the park's event blog. Traffic at The Loft picked up considerably.

She hoped her popularity carried over to the summer event.

Summer had everything set up. She had a selection of large panographic photos of local sites that were always big sellers. She was well stocked on finger paints, too.

She was all set up so she decided to walk down to the restrooms and grab some lunch on the way back. She painted a quick sign that read, "Back in 15 minutes," and headed out.

William and Liz were an attractive married couple. He was a big guy 58 years old and Liz was a pretty brunette, 38. William was tall, standing 6'-7" at 300 pounds, with brown hair and blue eyes, he was the epitome of tall, dark, and handsome. Liz was a lovely woman, 5'-6" at 130 pounds she had dark eyes and long black hair framing her pretty face. They were a successful well-travelled couple.

Fit and healthy, they shared an incredible sex life. William was well endowed and Liz adored being filled to the limit. William was happy to have a woman like Liz who could take the whole thing. The adventurous couple had recently entertained the idea of picking up a third for their bedroom adventures.

Liz had always wondered what it was like to make love to a woman, and William had fantasies about watching her in action. Liz would tease her gentle giant, whispering her sapphic fantasies in his ear as he made love to her with his mouth.

When she whispered graphic details of how she would orgasm in a torrid lesbian sixty-nine, he sunk his thick tool deep inside her until it exploded with passion, holding himself deep inside as her orgasm rolled through her.

They explored a little online and even went to a swinger's club, but they hadn't found the right girl yet. They decided not to rush it, if it was going to happen, they figured, let it come naturally. Besides, Liz had the sex drive of two women, satisfying his every desire.

One sunny weekend, they were at an outdoor art show at the beach. Booths offering arts and crafts lined the tropical walkway. It was a beautiful day, and they were browsing the booths looking for something to decorate their new Florida room.

They came upon a bright white booth with a colorful sign that read "Summer's Art Boutique." The bright colors reminded them of their childhood's brightly painted Playschool toys.

The booth was a big white tent open at the front. Dozens of paintings hung on the walls. A line of back-to-back easels lived in the center of the space where someone had been painting. The paintings depicted beach scenes, palm trees, and tropical flowers, all done in fingerpaints.

The artwork was abstract yet cheerful, and the subjects were well-defined with a childlike yet edgy quality.

A tall table with stools around it sat just inside the tent out of the sun.

A finger-painted sign on an easel in front of the booth read "Back in 15 Minutes."

The couple decided to wait, finding the work to be perfect for their needs. They viewed every portrait while waiting for the artist to return.

Twenty minutes later, a cute little blonde walked up carrying a sausage on a stick in one hand and an impossibly large cup of sweet, iced tea in the other.

She wore a white smock covered with colorful finger paint, cut-off shorts, and an AC/DC T-shirt. She had long hair, pretty eyes, and a pretty smile.

She took a bite out of the sausage and a big gulp of tea and set them on a plate on the table. "Sorry, guys. I'm alone today and I needed a break. I'm Summer. Did you see anything interesting?"

Liz said, "Hello, Summer. I'm Liz and this is William, my husband." William extended his hand and Summer shook it. Her hand was like a doll's in his massive hand.

"Hello, Summer. It's a pleasure to meet you. We were looking around while you were gone. These paintings are breathtaking. Did you paint them?"

"Thank you, sir. Yes, they're all mine."

Liz said, "Sit. dear, finish your lunch."

Summer's phone rang. She sat at the table talking to someone and finishing her sausage and tea.

William and Liz let her eat, continuing their tour of her makeshift boutique looking at the paintings. Liz reached out to hold William's hand and squeezed it. He turned to face her and saw her big black eyes looking back. She cut her eyes to Summer and then back to him.

Summer might be the one.