The company I work for is very progressive in that it has all sorts of perks for its employees. There is a cafeteria that serves fresh, organic non-gmo food, a meditation room with guided meditations twice a day, a fitness center, a library and a wellness program. Monday, Wednesday and Friday are yoga classes, which I have come to thoroughly enjoy. As a middle-aged man, I definitely needed to stay active and healthy. I planned on living a long time. Besides, the yoga class was predominately filled with women.
Sandi is a vivacious woman in her mid-thirties. She has long jet black hair, olive complexion and a curvaceous figure. Very nice to look and very intelligent. I have had the pleasure of working with her on several property tax cases, investment properties the company owns we have in litigation to reduce their tax liability. Sandi is the attorney and I am the tax expert and appraiser.
"Yoga today?" read the email from Sandi.
"Yes. See you in a bit. 6th floor lobby," I replied.
Since we began working on cases together, we both took advantage of the yoga class offerings. Mostly I enjoyed placing my mat next to hers and stealing glimpses of her beautiful body as she moved through the poses. Sandi also had a grace about her. It appeared that anything she did was effortless and full spirited.
"Did you have a nice weekend?" Sandi asked.
"Nice and boring as usual," I responded. There isn't much excitement in my life these days. Weekends are spend doing chores around the house, that never-ending "honey-do" list. I do enjoy taking the dogs to the dog park in the evenings. Janice, my wife, has settled into complacency and has dragged me along.
"How about you? Anything exciting?" I was quick to ask so Sandi wouldn't dwell on my answer.
"Went out clubbing with the girls Saturday night," she replied. "Not much excitement. I am not really into twenty something guys hitting me up, hoping to get their dicks wet."
"Well, we should both try and find a way out of our routines," I offered.
The yoga class filled up quickly as the mostly young women spread out their mats and gossiped a little. There are a few men in the class. They are all much younger than my sixty years and they get all the attention from the younger women.
"Listen up!" cried out Jennifer, the yoga instructor, trying to get everyone's attention. "Before we begin I have a few announcements." Typically, they were announcements for classes at Jennifer's studio or something of interest to this crowd like Vegan cooking classes. Then, her last one, got the class's attention and a few giggles from the girls.
"Next Saturday is National Nude Day so this year I am doing a hot nude yoga class at the studio. I invite you all to come and don't be embarrassed. You all have beautiful bodies," Jennifer exclaimed.
The thought of watching many of these young women doing yoga naked sent a twitch to my cock. It didn't last long as we were instructed, "Let's get in a comfortable seated position and take three long breaths together."
I concentrated on my poses, occasionally glancing over at Sandi, as the class went on. Eventually we came to shavasana, everybody's favorite yoga pose. Lying there relaxed, the thought of doing naked yoga returned to my brain and aroused my crotch. Good thing everyone had his or her eyes closed as my naughty thoughts of naked women tented my yoga pants.
"Well, that was an interesting announcement today," Sandi threw out as we were returning to our offices. "Sounds to me like nude yoga might be more fun than getting hit on by horny young men at the clubs."
"You certainly have the body for it," I complimented her.
"You up for going with me? Think you can escape your wife and her chores for a while on Saturday?" Sandi tempted.
"You have got to be kidding. In case you haven't noticed, I am not a twenty year old hunk. And, besides if I saw you, especially you, and a bunch of other naked women doing yoga, I would have a hard-on that wouldn't quit. That would be even more embarrassing than displaying my middle-aged body."
"Don't be such a prude, Dan," Sandi admonished. "Once we get into the poses nobody will even notice. I've seen a few erect penises in my day so it won't come as a shock to me. And, thanks for the compliment."
"I don't know, Sandi. Let me think about it."
"Everyone has to overcome their inhibitions sometime, Dan. The class starts at 4 in the afternoon so I'll pick you up at a quarter past three," Sandi stated as if I agreed. "Don't worry, I will tell Janice it is a special yoga class, like the puppy one for the Humane Society fundraiser."
I wasn't worried about Janice. Seriously, she would never imagine something going on between Sandi and myself. I was worried about how humiliating this could be.
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