Mrs. Dora went for a morning walk with her dog, Max, black Labrador Retriever. She lived in the capital of a small and insignificant Central European state... She walked past buildings that, if not ruined, had the yellow colour of the ancient Habsburg monarchy. Mrs. Dora was educated and wise enough to realize that this whole city and state was ridiculous. On the other hand, she was still part of some kind of elite of that society... Living in the centre of that city, she as a civil engineer, with her husband, enjoying a good income and with some style and wit.
Max was walking the streets of the city centre... it was early spring, the sun was shining nicely, the city was not too crowded. Walking with Max through a square, she saw a woman approaching her on a bicycle. She immediately recognized who it was. It was Ana, her contemporary dance instructor. In fact, Ms. Dora preferred yoga classes, but for a while, to keep fit, she went to contemporary dance classes. That's how she met Ana. Ana was a sweet woman. She was a ballerina at the National Theatre, but her career was failed. Her, indiscipline, various unsuccessful love affairs, as well as numerous unfortunate bodily injuries made her unsuccessful, frankly a looser. On the threshold of retirement in national ballet, without graduating from college, she had to hold dance courses for a mass of often ugly, fat and lazy women. Mrs. Dora joined the dancing group at the invitation of a friend. The fat and ugly ladies she danced with aroused a little disgust and ridicule in her. But the dance instructor, Ana, roused her interest. She was a cute little woman. Certainly not a classic beauty, she was too short, with slightly but sexy crooked teeth, nevertheless her cute posture and style made her an alluring beauty. Mrs. Dora tried to get closer to Ana and began to get to know her.
And now, as Max walks, Ana approaches on her bicycle. And Ana noticed Mrs. Dora and laughed. She stopped her bike and they talked pleasantly. Ms. Dora discreetly touched Ana's shoulder and palm during the conversation...
Then they said goodbye and Ana went on her bike. Mrs. Dora continued to walk Max, then returned to her apartment. As soon as she entered the apartment she let Max free, and she went to take a shower. Her husband as away on business trip. As she took a shower in her modern and decently decorated bathroom, she began to tease her clit. She aimed the shower from which warm water gushed at her clit, thinking about Ana... Mrs. Dora was very horny... She climaxed in the shower, thinking about how beautiful Ana was on her bicycle... she has to have that tiny beauty...
After showering, she wiped herself and went naked into the living room. She leaned back on the couch. Her desire to have Ana was strong, fresh from their encounters and discreet touches of that little beauty's body. She smelled her aroma and this created great lust in Mrs. Dora. So, reclining on the couch, she started stroking her pussy again, devoting herself to her clit, thinking of Ana... She did not take her glass dildo, but that did not matter. Max didn't deconcentrate her either, as he approached the couch and gazed at his mistress. Mrs. Dora patted him on the head, to leave, and she continued to rub persistently on her clit. She came hard again... She got up and went to get dressed. She had to get to work... But she knew that all this was not enough, all this could not satisfy he, she would have to have Ana... She sat at her desk, opened her PC and opened the folder where she was keeping pictures for her pleasure. She had some Ana's pictures there too... She again felt urge, desire to have Ana... She put her hand on here crotch and started stimulating her pussy... Ana was beautiful on the pictures displayed from the screen... But after some time Mrs. Dora stopped... Ana on screen and only her memory will not suffice...
Few days later Ms. Dora was to receive a public television crew at her home, who was to make a report on healthy eating and all its benefits. In fact, Mrs. Dora was known in better city circles as a dedicated advocate of a healthy and natural diet. Her good friend, Carmen, a professor at the Faculty of Architecture, who had connections on television, persuaded Dora to agree to appear on TV. To Mrs. Dora, on the one hand, the whole TV thing was both a hassle and a waste of time. On the other hand, it suited her vanity, to receive at least a little recognition to her reasonable and healthy lifestyle. In addition, these broad masses should at least be, albeit in vain, educated that it is not good to eat fast food and various mass-produced products with too many preservatives.
