As the storm of thoughts and emotions started to range in her body, slowly inflaming her brain. The Desire was smashing down the walls and defenses she had set up, not having had sex since Beatriz was born. She stood in the empty teacher's rest room and slipped her dress off she snapped the clasps off her bra and dropped it to the floor.
Under her skirt she wore black sheer tights that were as functional as they were sexy. She toyed with her breasts wishing they were bigger, being Bs they were a handful but not much more. Jumping around made them bounce and her nipples were erect despite the warmth of spring. She untied her hair and let the black curls, she had some Arab in her family giving her jet black hair, flow down her back.
Alex then sat in the stalls trying various poses, covering her breasts with her hair, exposing her breasts and then covering them. She practiced a pose where her long curly hair covered her breasts and her long legs were covered by her tights. Sexy as hell but showing little bare flesh. She would remember this pose. Moreover she started to feel an ache that she wanted another child.
Stripping nude she looked at her booty, she had a sizeable butt and toned legals. She was a vegan and had enough exercise to keep her going as a fashion model. The urge for sex, under protected and purely natural was overwhelming her brain. But there was no man in her life....