
Lydia the Dalmatian! A 43 year old divorced mother of three the only thing sweeter than her is the coffee she drinks!
An excerpt from Lydia's up coming story:
Lydia cared a great deal about her appearance and like everything else in her life she managed her own body with strict care and it showed! In fact, the Dalmatian thought as she glanced in her office mirror, she looked pretty damn good for a 43-year-old mother of three! As usual she was impeccably dressed that morning, professional and modest enough for the office yet sexy enough to attract plenty of second glances from the men, though they would never get to touch her.
Today she wore a black skirt, modest in length but tight. It hugged her butt exquisitely, accentuating her womanly curves tastefully. Lydia enjoyed showing off her butt and she admired it in the glass as she ran her fingers over it and gave it a teasing pat. It possessed a taught spankable looking arc and it looked particularly amazing in yoga pants. Lydia always felt prideful when noticing younger men checking her ass out while at the gym or while jogging in the park! Turning to face the mirror, her smile faded as she adjusted her shirt. Her pert breasts were small and mostly obscured by her white blouse. The Dalmatian lifted them, trying to give them a boost but the twin bumps of flesh hugged tightly to her chest like two small hills. Lydia sighed and turned away. She had always wanted them bigger, but they were quite perky and filled the palm of her hands nicely when cupped. She new she should appreciate them as they were but she had always wanted them larger.
The Dalmatian hung her coat up by the door next to her degree and a picture of her children at Disneyland. It was the one picture containing her ex-husband she’d kept. He had been a breast man too and had always wanted Lydia’s chest to be bigger and she’d hated that. But the kids were just too cute in the photo for her to get rid of it. Lydia poured herself a steaming mug of coffee, black but with plenty of sugar, and settled down at her desk as she glanced at the photo again. Her office chair was like a throne, and she leaned back in it as she sipped her coffee while she waited for her computer to boot up. She sighed happily as the hot liquid poured down her throat, warming her belly as the sun warmed her face as she turned to look out at Lake Superior from her office window. Grinning almost deliriously, she let the feeling of the warm air from the space heater tucked under her desk blow across on her bare legs. The long and cold Minnesota winters took their toll on Lydia. The southwest native had moved her with her family when she was 14 years old, and 29 years later she still missed the New Mexico weather. Lydia could go the rest of her life without all the creepy crawlies of the desert though!
READ MORE in Lydia's story: coming soon!
Character and Story are mine
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An excerpt from Lydia's up coming story:
Lydia cared a great deal about her appearance and like everything else in her life she managed her own body with strict care and it showed! In fact, the Dalmatian thought as she glanced in her office mirror, she looked pretty damn good for a 43-year-old mother of three! As usual she was impeccably dressed that morning, professional and modest enough for the office yet sexy enough to attract plenty of second glances from the men, though they would never get to touch her.
Today she wore a black skirt, modest in length but tight. It hugged her butt exquisitely, accentuating her womanly curves tastefully. Lydia enjoyed showing off her butt and she admired it in the glass as she ran her fingers over it and gave it a teasing pat. It possessed a taught spankable looking arc and it looked particularly amazing in yoga pants. Lydia always felt prideful when noticing younger men checking her ass out while at the gym or while jogging in the park! Turning to face the mirror, her smile faded as she adjusted her shirt. Her pert breasts were small and mostly obscured by her white blouse. The Dalmatian lifted them, trying to give them a boost but the twin bumps of flesh hugged tightly to her chest like two small hills. Lydia sighed and turned away. She had always wanted them bigger, but they were quite perky and filled the palm of her hands nicely when cupped. She new she should appreciate them as they were but she had always wanted them larger.
The Dalmatian hung her coat up by the door next to her degree and a picture of her children at Disneyland. It was the one picture containing her ex-husband she’d kept. He had been a breast man too and had always wanted Lydia’s chest to be bigger and she’d hated that. But the kids were just too cute in the photo for her to get rid of it. Lydia poured herself a steaming mug of coffee, black but with plenty of sugar, and settled down at her desk as she glanced at the photo again. Her office chair was like a throne, and she leaned back in it as she sipped her coffee while she waited for her computer to boot up. She sighed happily as the hot liquid poured down her throat, warming her belly as the sun warmed her face as she turned to look out at Lake Superior from her office window. Grinning almost deliriously, she let the feeling of the warm air from the space heater tucked under her desk blow across on her bare legs. The long and cold Minnesota winters took their toll on Lydia. The southwest native had moved her with her family when she was 14 years old, and 29 years later she still missed the New Mexico weather. Lydia could go the rest of her life without all the creepy crawlies of the desert though!
READ MORE in Lydia's story: coming soon!
Character and Story are mine
Artwork by the amazing:

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