Friday morning my wife and I walked into the studio talking about our plans for the weekend and not paying attention to anything happening around us.
"Hey, good morning you two. I see we haven't lost you yet."
It was Sarah, smiling and seemingly happy to see us.
"Hey Sarah." My wife returned the greeting.
"How's your core coming along?"
"Great! Just great. Though my abs are feeling a little stiff and tired."
"They will get used to the work in no time." Sarah encouraged. "And you, I'm sure you need lots of help with your alignment right?"
"Guilty as charged."
"Okay. I was sitting here thinking about what I would do in class today. As I have an experienced class I should be able to call out the postures and do a hands on class. This will be good. See you two in class."
We were laying in savasana. I heard Sarah tip toe into the class and start her drum music.
"Okay class. Let's all slowly get to a standing position and start our warm up and breathing."
We all stood up on our mat and began to inhale and exhale in unison, each time trying to expand our lungs a little more.
"Today I will be a hands on guide. I know what each of you is trying to work on and trying to improve. In each posture I will visit one or two of you."
Sarah was walking around the room while she was talking and near the end of her speech was walking towards me.
"Okay class, let's begin with Tree pose." And Sarah was behind me.
"Okay Steve. Try to remember our private lesson."
'How could I forget our 'private lesson'', I thought to myself. I was trying to do all Sarah had taught me.
"Very good Steve." Sarah placed her hands on my chest. "Your chest is nicely opened. Your pelvis is level and pressing up meaning your abs are engaged." Her hands went to my hips then across my abs. "We still need to work on getting that knee back a bit further. Try to engage these muscles back here a little more." Sarah's hand moved to my ass and her fingers slid just far enough between my legs to squeeze my balls against my scrotum without anyone noticing. I smiled at her coolness.
"Okay class switch." And Sarah moved on to my wife, helping her to engage her core during tree and another lady instructing her to level her hips.
Sarah was wearing white yoga capris and a snug light blue t-shirt. No bra.
The next visit I got from Sarah was during the Warrior series. Warrior II to be exact. I always loved this posture but Sarah would make me love it more for several reasons.
"Not bad Steve, but this is a very challenging and rewarding posture. We're going to do this in steps. First your hips and shoulders. Let's get those aligned."
Sarah placed her hands on my hips sliding me towards my left foot then my right until she found a place where my hips were level.
"Again we have to open your chest and lift your arms a little." Sarah ran her hands across my chest skillfully dragging her nails over my nipples though no one in the class could tell she was doing that. My balls and cock twitched.
"Good. Now we want to tip that pelvis forward and up." Sarah placed a hand just above my pubic and her other hand low on my ass. As she said "Now tuck this under." Her fingers once again pressed against my balls." She was sneaky.
Sarah continued moving around the class. As we finished our standing series Sarah announced that she was going to visit each of us during our savasana imploring us to consider it a posture and not just a lay-down. Sara continued to give us pointers while we were getting positioned on our mats. Sarah moved about the class. I could hear her whispering to each person as she visited them but was unaware where precisely she was in the room.
"Hi Steve" Sarah purred into my ear startling me from calm. "You do this pretty well. You listen so well. You could be my little slave I think Steve. That would be so fun. But for now I'm just going to make two adjustments. We need you to flatten your hips and then we need to release your cock. Like a good boy you're going to let me reach up under your shorts and pull your cock and balls out from under that silly liner and you're not going to move or make a sound while I'm doing it."
Sarah moved down between my legs lightly pressed down on my hips then smoothly slid her hands up under my shorts, under the liner, placed one on my cock and balls looping the other around the liner and pulling it to the side releasing my equipment so it was now hanging freely under my shorts.
"Well done Steve," Sarah whispered giving my cock one last squeeze before moving onto the next student. I laid there in savasana, my focus now trained on trying to supress the erection Sarah had stirred up with her adjustments. My cock and balls hung freely which was fine during the floor postures. There were a couple of time I felt or saw some portion of my stuff hanging outside my shorts. No one else noticed, except maybe Sarah who was stealing glances my way when she passed my place on the floor.
Sarah continued moving about the class I stole glances at her when I could admiring the fit of her yoga pants, the growing definition of her camel toe as the crotch of her pants worked its way between her labia and the way her t-shirt clung to her breasts a little more with each drop of sweat that oozed from her body.
