I've just had a long hard day at work and the tension in my body is aching to be released. I head to the yoga studio where I do some part time admin work in exchange for free membership. I am dying for a good hot yoga class and my favourite instructor is scheduled for this one. Her name is Desiree, but we call her Des. She and I have worked and practiced together for almost a year now and she has a way of always pushing me past my comfort zone and leaving me thankful.
As I check in, Des waves me over from the back room.
"Hey Jessica. Do you mind staying a bit after the class to go over the details for the website update? I'm set to lock up after this class."
"Ya, sure. No problem. I'll see you up there. I really need this class."
"I'll be sure to work you hard then!" she laughs and I shoot her a quick wink before heading up to the changeroom.
The studio is heated to a perfect 100 degrees and the dimness of the room and scent of lemongrass relaxes me instantly as I lay down on my mat and relax my body into the softness of the floor.
There's something especially sexy about Des's voice today as she guides us through the warm up sun salutations but I let those thoughts pass through me with each breath.
My heart skips a beat though during my downward dog when she makes her way over to me pushes me deeper into the pose with her hands firmly grasping my hips. She seems to linger longer than usual and I find myself losing focus again.
As the class comes to the end and we lie down for Shivasana, I am incredibly aroused and wonder if she actually finds me attractive. I know that she's a lesbian but she also knows that I am straight...or I thought I was.
It's almost 10 and the class quickly make their way out. I head down to the office and take a quick look at the computer to make sure all is in order before I head to the showers.
By the time I get back upstairs everyone is gone and Des is cleaning the studio.
"I've looked everything over and you're good to go." I say to her, "Great class by the way! I'm gonna hit the shower."
She smiles at me but doesn't say a word.
I peel my clothes off step into the glass stall. My eyes are closed as I lavish in the warmth of the shower stream when I hear the door open and feel a quick gust of cool air. I don't have time to clear my eyes of soap before I feel her body next to mine, her hands around my waist softly as to not startle me. I moan softly as I feel her lips brush mine lightly. Could this be happening? Oh god, this is so happening!, I think as my body responds to her with a mind of its own.
There's a slight softness in her kiss but it becomes more demanding and hungry. My eyes remain closed but I cave to my own curiosity and passion as I find my hands exploring this beautiful body that I've admired from a distance. The heat between my legs becomes unbearable and I ache to have her touch me.
As if she can read my mind, she turns the shower off and hands me a towel.
"Follow me" is all she says and leads me back to the hot studio.
It's like a dream. She has taken the mats, blankets and pillows and set up a bed of sorts.
"How did you know?" I ask.
"I didn't," she winks at me as she drops her towel. "I figured I would take a chance," she says as she leads me over to lay down.
I'm not sure I know what to do, I think to myself, but as soon as she's kissing me again I know to just let go and trust my body.
I assumed that she would lead the way but I find myself taking control. I want to explore her exquisite body and all it's crevices. I pull myself back and take her in with my eyes. She's gorgeous. Smooth silky black hair, green eyes and not a hint of hair on her body. She must be 30 or so. I've never asked but there's a strength about her that can only come from a bit of life experience.
Her tits are spectacular. Round and soft but firm at the same time, her nipples like small and rosy. She has a beautiful tattoo of a tiger on the back of her shoulder and another geometric one on the inside of her wrist.
I pick up her hand and kiss her mark, curious about its meaning but not wanting to talk. I take in her scent as I explore her body with my mouth, tasting every inch of her. I gently lick at her nipples and feel the rush of excitement at the way they react to my tongue. I feel like I am seeing for the first time, suddenly aware of these new sensations. I feel her urgency to be touched as I had felt only moments ago and I make my way down to her jewel.