I walk into my yoga session after a long day, hoping to find my instructor, Sarah. When I see that she’s not in and the fill-in is quite handsome, I begin to get wet at first sight of the strange man. I think I made it quite obvious because I pretty much stumbled, and anyone could see that I was a nervous ball of energy. I tried not to draw any attention to myself, but there he was, standing tall and confident, helping all the hot girls out with their yoga poses.
I must have made it a bit obvious because he gravitated towards me once he locked eyes with me. I could feel his strong but gentle grip on me. The yoga instructor was in a room full of sexy chicks, but I was the sexy student he wanted to focus on, and that alone made me cream my little panties.
Once he told me to stay after class for someone on one interaction, I knew he was going to fuck my brains out.