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The morning came too quickly for Betsy. She was up at five AM, so the couple could leave at six for the hour drive and have time for breakfast. This is the day she was excited about but dreaded.
It was Friday a day of practice for the week-long show. The sixty-two-year-old woman would be nude for four hours, masked, and her legs spread for a good part of the show in a sitting position with her staff by her side.
If that isn't terrifying enough. For at least ten minutes every half hour She will be required to wander around in the nude to engage in conversation with the attendees of the art exposition. Betsy will need to answer questions asked by the patrons, this will be the most daunting portion of the exposition for her.
Although it was a bonus Betsy was comfortable in her long tops with no undergarments she was still horrified she will be totally exposed. The only secret left was her identity, she hoped. Betsy took a shower alone her anxiety level was off the charts. She didn't ask her husband to join her.
Her husband could see Betsy was stressed, and he didn't want to be a victim of her wrath. He went to the other bathroom to prepare for the day.
Mike was on the verge of calling Greg and tell him to find another model. He didn't like to see his wife in the mood she was in. "This was supposed to be fun!" He thought as he showered.
They left in their SUV by six AM. This gave the couple time to stop at Little Georges in West Springfield for breakfast before they headed to Northampton. Betsy was in no mood to play games this morning she was a bundle of nerves. "Do I want to do this show? Will I be able to let it all hang out without being humiliated in the presence of many people? Will I be ridiculed by the groups walking through the exhibit? Am I too old to pull off my total exposure? Will I be recognized by some of the patrons?" These are all the questions going through Betsy mind.
The couple arrived at Little George's, ate in silence, until Mike said. "Betsy, you don't have to do this I will call Greg and cancel."
"No, I want to do this for you and me. This is one of those bucket list adventures." Betsy stated with some panic in her voice.
The couple left for Betsy's rendezvous with fate. It was five of eight when they arrived at the Cannabis club. Greg and Julia were there along with the owner of the club.
"Betsy after you don your mask, we will bring in the wait staff and security which consists of fifty people." Greg stated joyously.
"I thought I was going to practice before anyone was here." The surprised woman asked in an anxious voice.
"You need to be comfortable in a group setting, that is why we need to have the group witness your nudity." Greg explained. He was fearful that his hopes of the show starting Monday will be dashed because Betsy will refuse to be the model as other women did.
She looked at her husband, Greg, and Julia. After a painfully long time she smiled and said. "I guess you're right I need to feel comfortable in a group setting with all my lady bits exposed." Her comment was a relief to everyone present.
Betsy took the bull by the horns took off her long top her only garment. Tossed it to her husband. While Julia retrieved the staff and mask. The nude woman donned the mask, and they brought a mirror to establish that she will not be recognized by anyone other than the group in the room presently. They showed her to the dressing room provided for her, where Mike hung up Betsy's Top. It had a door out into a private courtyard where Mike could park their vehicle so no one will see them enter or leave.
There stood a two-foot-high by six-foot round platform in the middle of the meeting room with a posing couch. It had a back and one side. This is where the model will pose reclined and spread. Betsy will become aware when she mounts the platform that it very slowly rotates so no matter where you stand you will be able to view the naked model from every angle. There is a three-foot high rail in close proximity to the dais. To keep the patons away from the platform as it rotated.
Greg brought the nude woman up on the stage. "Betsy, I want you to lay on the couch you can put your leg against the side or your leg over the top and the other on the floor. Find the most comfortable position or combination, but keep in mind your lady bits need to be completely exposed. If you need a pillow for your back we will provide one."
Betsy sat on the couch and found the most comfortable position. Actually, when she did not have to consider her modesty. It was very comfortable on the couch with her legs spread wide. It took her only a few minutes to get into the spirit of this show and comfortable with her exposure. Mike and all others were glad for Betsy's courage.
"I want to show you something else Betsy look around the room." Greg pointed to the walls. As the stage very slowly rotated. There was large screen TVs with larger-than-life images of her pussy on the screen. The screens were eight feet her whole image was bigger than life.
What Betsy didn't know was the whole art show will be recorded.
"Oh my" Betsy said amazed. "Mike, it looks like anyone who gets too close to my pussy and falls in will never be seen again." She laughed as the cameras caught her opening her pussy with her fingers.
Greg was delighted. "Would you want to use your fingers to artfully open your vagina as you are doing now during the show?"
"Yes, I will practice, and look at the screens to expose pink innocently." Betsy stated as the group watched the nude woman expose her pussy more in public.
The wait staff was brought in to be the patrons. They were excited to see the mature nude woman so tastefully exposed on the dais. Her fingers lovingly caressing her lower lips as the dais slowly turned for all to see the beauty of a naked woman totally exposed. It only took an hour for Betsy to become comfortable with her nudity, even as she circulated around the room and engaged her admirers in conversation.
"I can see the admiration of the men and women, it shows in their eyes as the look at me." Betsy thought as she slowly imperceptibly rubbed her clit, while all observed her.
"I am a lucky man to have a beautiful woman as Betsy for my wife." Mike thought as he watched his totally exposed wife open her pussy to show pink.
It was about ten AM when an effeminate man entered the room. "Hi all you lovely people especially the naked lady. I can see I have an excellent canvas to work on. Hi, my name is Vance I will be your makeup artist my dear." He said as he walked over and gave Betsy a full body hug.
Betsy could feel the stranger's soft pecker rub against her mound as he hugged her. "My name is Betsy." The surprised nude model stated. Embarrassed by the show of affection from a stranger while she was nude. She was disappointed he didn't have wood when he rubbed his pecker against her.
"I don't have to worry about Betsy with Vance even alone. But I have to be cognizant if he asks me if he could push in my stool." Mike thought as he giggled to himself.
"Follow me lovely lady." Vance said as he reached for Betsy's hand.
They walked to the room Greg had set up for the model to undress in. Two new pieces of furniture appeared while she was in the meeting room. They were a barber chair and a padded table with stirrups in the retracted position.
"Jump up on the table on your stomach and let me look at your lady bits." Vance directed and Betsy complied. He opened her legs wide in front of the group which consisted of Mike, Greg, Julia, and the owner of the club, along with anyone else that walked by the open door to the dressing room. "I will bleach the lovely star of yours, my dear." He stated after he looked at her stained rectal opening.
The last statement about her brown star embarrassed Betsy. "Doesn't he think I wipe myself good enough." She thought humiliated.
"Get up on your knees for me please." As Vance explained. "I will put non-smear lip gloss on your lady lips for the show, so it looks like you're excited being nude." Vance took his finger and spread her pussy apart as he spoke. "Oh, my dear, you are dripping wet!"
Betsy knew she does get excited being nude in public, but it embarrassed her, nevertheless when Vance stated the obvious.
It was ten thirty by the time Vance finished the first treatment of her rectal opening there was still more work to do to make it lily white and look like a starfish.
Greg said. "Betsy, I want you to leave so there was no chance anyone would see you before the show on Monday. Do you have any questions?
No-one had questions.
Betsy took the three hundred dollars offered by Greg, put on her long top, secured two buttons and Mike escorted his wife to their SUV.
