hot yoga
Claire had her back to me and was in front of the closet changing, but the mirror on the closet door allowed me to see most of her front in the reflection. She unbuttoned her blouse, revealing her little black lace bra, her nice firm breasts underneath."I'm so glad you've decided to join my yoga class, it can so very... stimulating" she stated as she unzipped her skirt sliding it down, standing in a tiny thong and knee high stockings."I've always wanted to see what goes on there, you seem to come home so exhausted from it." I replied, I was already dressed, she had informed me that we needed to have tight clothing for this, I did the best I could, I had on a pair of short running shorts, briefs, and a wick t-shirt I wear when running.I sat on the edge of the bed, and watched her undress, this always turns me on, I know I shouldn't get excited like this as we are about to leave, but I can't help myself. She slides out of her stockings, then pulls off her bra and panties. She takes a moment to stare at her reflection, she was 33, and I loved her little breasts, but she worked hard on her body, between yoga and zumba, she kept it firm. I looked at her fine ass but resisted grabbing it.She looked in the reflection and saw me staring, she looked down in the mirror to see if I had a hard-on. She was not disappointed. "Glad I can still turn you on. But you should save that for later" She slid on a pair of tight, black, short shorts, I never realized she didn't even where underwear to yoga, it fit so snuggly over her bottom. She pulled on her pink, tank top fitting tightly over her chest, it's padded on the chest, but I can still see the her nipples pointing out. In that...I just wanted to bend her over and take her right now.We grabbed our water bottles, and mats and headed out the door. She drove there, as I didn't know where it was, she explained it was a little out of the way."So, there are a couple of things you should know before we get there." She says, I nod, and look her over, I just want to take her right now in the car. I got to stop thinking this, my hard-on isn't hidden at all by my shorts."First, this is hot yoga, so it's 100 degrees in there, drink lots of water as you are going to sweat." I nod, looking out the window, trying to control my erection."Second, for this class, you don't do any poses on your own, we always have the instructor or another student help with the forms, they are all for doing with a partner." She adds."Okay" I say, "no big deal, I always thought yoga was just one person holding a pose." I look around, we are driving away from the city, where is this gym at, I wonder."Third" she hesitates, not sure if to say the next part, "this is a sensual experience class." She turns to look at me, my eyes widen, but she doesn't give me time to respond. "Some of the poses are influenced by the karma sutra, the Yogi has designed his own special forms, to increase blood flow through the body via arousal. You help your partner reach arousal and hold it there, just on the edge of orgasm.""wh, wh what?" I stammered. "It's what kind of class?" "You mean you have been going to this for months?" I was livid at this point."I started at regular yoga at the Y, but was always so horny at the end, I thought I was doing something wrong..." "I looked online, to see why I was so aroused by yoga and found this place, where it is okay, where others feel the same way as I do.""I can't this isn't right. Turn around and go home." I demand. I think back at the last couple of weeks when she has gotten home from class, she was so horny afterwards, and the sex was amazing. The last couple of months had been like, well, like when we first got married.She puts her hand down on my thigh, and begins to rub up and down my leg, fingers brushing my cock. "Do this with me just once, if you hate it, I won't ever do it again. But trust me, you will enjoy it." She glances over, her eyes pleading.She pulls up to a cabin in the woods on the edge of town. There are several cars parked out front, they are mostly SUVs, looks a bit like a soccer mom convention. I look around, a handful of people are grabbing mats and heading inside, near our car I see a woman get out, holding her mat. She is brunette to my wife's blond hair, a dark tan, and a nice fit body. She is wearing a sports bra and shorts similar to my wife's, but dark blue instead, I keep watching her firm body. She gets out she does a couple of quick stretches, lifting her arms over her head, then bending down, touching her toes. I stare at her nice round ass, bigger than Claire's."Ok" I say finally, turning towards Claire, her eyes on the other woman, she can see what I was looking at, "I'll give it a try.""I bet" she laughs. We grab our gear and head inside. At the entrance there are several shoes on the ground, we take ours off and put them with the others. Claire takes my hand and guides me, "The Yogi lives here, the yoga room is in the back, and the rest is his room and kitchen, that's all off limits"The heat and humidity hit me as I walk in, we enter a big open room, the opposite end has a big set of windows, overlooking the woods and a stream down below. The room has several windows along the side, I look up and there are several skylights as well. The room is filled with natural sunlight, and hot from the afternoon sun. There are heaters along the wall, but they aren't needed today.She grabs a spot in the front row, near the center, laying down her mat. "You mind setting up here?" She asks laying my mat down behind her. The rows are offset, so she is in front of me to the left, I look to the right, and it is the woman from outside, legs crossed, back straight. "She is in the Dhyana pose" My wife says, "it is a good place to start, for beginners" I imitate the pose, and sit there as others stream in, attempting to meditate. I look around; there are about 11 people in the room, and only one other man. He is near the back, I wonder if he is like me, dragged here by his wife, and just found out what this is, or if he comes all the time. I close my eyes and try to feel peace, but my mind drifts to the women in front of me, thoughts of those little blue shorts, my hands pulling them down and..."Welcome students." A man's voice carries across the room. I open my eyes and look. The Yogi, I guess, he is in the same pose, legs crossed, hands to his side, I can see now why she likes the class so much, he is shirtless, with well-defined muscles and abs. He looks like the cover of a men's magazine, broad shoulders, no hair on his chest. Is Claire into that? I should hit the gym more. I am in shape, but mostly run, I don't have much fat on me, but my muscles, and well there is room for improvement. "I see we have two new guests", he looks at me and then towards the back, I assume at the other man, "Doesn't look like too many of you were able to convince your spouses to come today. Have you let them know the guidelines?" He looks at my wife, and she nods."I'll repeat them again...", the first two are just as she said, I lift up my water bottle and take a drink showing him I am prepared."Third," he looks around, walking through the room "For the pairings this week, I will pick them out, and it looks like we have an odd number this week, so I will need someone up here to join me. " He grabs my wife's hand, beckoning her up. "Claire would you mind assisting again this week?" Her cheeks blush, "My pleasure" She replies, grabbing her mat and joining him at the front.He begins to pair everyone up, fortunately for me, I am paired with the brunette in front of me. "You are the lion he says, and she is the lioness" he points at each of us respectively. I move my mat behind hers, so they are touching. "Just follow his lead if you don't know the forms, I'm Angela" she puts her hand to shake. "Ted" I reply, "I look forward to joining with you." she says. She looks me over, eyes looking over my body, sizing me up. She takes a few seconds to stare at my crotch, I realize I am aroused, and my shorts to nothing to hide it, I try to cover it with my hand, she smiles at that, and bites her lip, then turns and looks at the Yogi."Fourth, do exactly what I say and do, otherwise you may get hurt, watch us up front, and ask for help if needed. Let's start off, do as I do. Let's start with the Cobra pose." He lays down facing my wife, on his stomach, then lifts his chest up, hands flat on the ground. She does the same facing him, and I repeat with my partner. This angle gives me a good view of her, she is wearing a sports bra, but I can still make out her nice round breasts. I stare into her eyes, two dark pools I could get lost in. We hold the position for a while. Just staring into each other's eyes. I begin to relax, I feel a closeness with her, as we gaze at one another. I breath in and out, and just staring at her.
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