I go to ballet on Tuesday and there is a new woman in the class. She is taller then me by a few inches and has long tan legs with nice sculpted knees. Her hands are delicate with 10 strong fingers. Her red hair is wrapped tightly in a bun. She bent over to put on her slipper and the edge of her flowing skirt raised so I could see her leotard running through her legs and wrapping up her firm ass. I couldn't keep my eyes off of her. She looked over her shoulder at me, and her smile exposed a row of perfectly pristine teeth. She's beautiful, with soft skin and piercing gold eyes.
I was wearing black tights and short black spandex shorts. The shorts accentuated the roundness of my booty and I could feel myself getting wet just looking at this women. I had on a red sports bra to support my full breasts, and my auburn hair was tied in a bun. I held my broad shoulders back and stretched my arm far over my head, leaning first to the right and then to the left. I leaned forward and the mystery women walked up behind me and quickly ran her finger up the middle of my legs.
The class began and the teacher demonstrated each move and we copied her. After every exercise we bent forward at the waist and allowed our long arms to fall gently towards the ground, a row of round asses against a wall. As I came up I gently ran my fingers up the back of her thigh so that I pulled her skirt a little higher. As we continued through the class we did various jumps and spins. My glance always seemed to land on her round bouncing breasts.
After class I was sitting on the bench changing my shoes when my mystery woman sat next to me and asked if I wanted to come over to her house, to "work on some moves". My jaw dropped and I nodded yes.
"What is your name?" I asked. "Galina" she responded, handing me a slip of paper with her address on it.
I went immediately to the address and found that it was a huge home sitting above a cliff over the water; white stucco, with lots of arches and palm trees. There was a black BMW parked out front. I walked up to the big brown door and rang the gong. In a moment Galina answered the door. She was wearing only a white silk robe and invited me in. We didn't speak and she never asked my name. She took my hand and guided me to the backyard. There were high fences and a large lawn. In the far corner was a hot tub, steaming.