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I'd go. Maybe Yoga makes her horny? Wheres a choker all the time, hmmm, maybe she's a S&M freak and want to make sure your limber enough? Hope the choker isn't hiding an adams apple.
July last year:
An attractive fit woman with large breastesessses from my gym asks me to join her for yoga. I agree thinking "she's interested". When I agreed she said "just make sure to drink a little water first".
So I show up for yoga and we get started. The instructor turns on a room heater and says "we try to get the temperature to about 125 degrees." In case you don't know, this is about the temperature that the inside of your car is when you leave it in the sun for a few hours. I was like "um, you didn't mention this".
Well, it's killing me. The others in the class are mostly "alternative lifestlye" women...and by that I mean females who don't shave their legs, or their armpits, or whatever. There are two other guys there...one of whom was a pro hockey player.
So, it's hot as fuck and we get started. This was not "beginners yoga", this was for serious practitioners. There were like 40 poses, that we do two times each, seated and standing. It's a 90 minute class. I'm in good shape, strength and cardio-wise, but by minute 45 I'm dying...t shirt is soaked through, underwear as wet as if I went in the pool. Fucking gross.
But I resolve to get through it. Every now and then I look at the girl that invtied me and watch the sweat drip down her chest (she was kind enough to wear a tight but low cut tank top) and her legs (yes, shaved) and think "if you f**k her, this will be worth it".
Well, class ends. I'm shot...like the kind of tired I was as a kid after playing three basketball games in one day in a tournament. "Michelle" is fine, of couirse, she does this 4x a week. We go out for breakfast and she's like "go home and shower and let's go to the beach".
The whole day I'm tired. Like so physically exhausted that it hurt to breathe. Nevertheless, we go to the beach, go out for dinner, and then go back to her place and have sex. She was good, too, I think there had been somewhat of a dry spell there.
So, ys, you should go, but expect the unexpected, and drink lots of water.
An attractive fit woman with large breastesessses from my gym asks me to join her for yoga. I agree thinking "she's interested". When I agreed she said "just make sure to drink a little water first".
So I show up for yoga and we get started. The instructor turns on a room heater and says "we try to get the temperature to about 125 degrees." In case you don't know, this is about the temperature that the inside of your car is when you leave it in the sun for a few hours. I was like "um, you didn't mention this".
Well, it's killing me. The others in the class are mostly "alternative lifestlye" women...and by that I mean females who don't shave their legs, or their armpits, or whatever. There are two other guys there...one of whom was a pro hockey player.
So, it's hot as fuck and we get started. This was not "beginners yoga", this was for serious practitioners. There were like 40 poses, that we do two times each, seated and standing. It's a 90 minute class. I'm in good shape, strength and cardio-wise, but by minute 45 I'm dying...t shirt is soaked through, underwear as wet as if I went in the pool. Fucking gross.
But I resolve to get through it. Every now and then I look at the girl that invtied me and watch the sweat drip down her chest (she was kind enough to wear a tight but low cut tank top) and her legs (yes, shaved) and think "if you f**k her, this will be worth it".
Well, class ends. I'm shot...like the kind of tired I was as a kid after playing three basketball games in one day in a tournament. "Michelle" is fine, of couirse, she does this 4x a week. We go out for breakfast and she's like "go home and shower and let's go to the beach".
The whole day I'm tired. Like so physically exhausted that it hurt to breathe. Nevertheless, we go to the beach, go out for dinner, and then go back to her place and have sex. She was good, too, I think there had been somewhat of a dry spell there.
So, ys, you should go, but expect the unexpected, and drink lots of water.
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Great story, Matt. Two problems would prevent it from happening to me.
1) The girl is on my project team. The business side of the project team is into all sorts of that alternative meds stuff. I thought they were wierd, but they're in Marketing. If the Supply Chain or Finance guys did that, then we'd be in serious trouble.
2) My wife doesn't allow me to date. Or have sex with other women. I thought of asking but I figure if I did, it would put her into one of her "moods".
Great story, Matt. Two problems would prevent it from happening to me.
1) The girl is on my project team. The business side of the project team is into all sorts of that alternative meds stuff. I thought they were wierd, but they're in Marketing. If the Supply Chain or Finance guys did that, then we'd be in serious trouble.
2) My wife doesn't allow me to date. Or have sex with other women. I thought of asking but I figure if I did, it would put her into one of her "moods".
EnderJE said:
I understand this obstacle. In that case you should go for future office political leverage.
You're on your own here.
Merry Christmas.
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