Check out yoga.

You hang up the phone and decide you'll go and check out a yoga class. You quickly put on a pair of compression shorts and exit your room and head to the elevator.

After waiting for the elevator you remember that they are out of service and you are required to take the steps. So you make your way down. You see Heather helping two ladies with their luggage as you make your way down.

The ladies are both quite fit in body hugging yoga clothes. You see them glance at your sculpted bulge in your shorts and later hear them chirp to eachother about you as you make your way down. You also can't help but look back to see if Heather is wearing any underwear yet; she isn't.

You finally make it to the second floor to see a fit brunette woman in leggings and a tight fitting top closing a door behind her with a "Yoga/Dance Studio" sign above it. The room looked empty from the glimpse you had and the lights are turned off.

"Um... Excuse me!" You wave to the lady. She turns her head to you before glancing down at your crotch and widening her eyes a bit.

"Is yoga class over?" You ask with a smile. You quickly notice her features. a slighty small then average chest, a beautiful face with no makeup and larger than average hips, with quite a toned body.

"I am sorry," She smiles and glances again at your bulge, "it just finished."

"Oh okay." You answer sounding a bit down.

"I will be teaching a nude class in about 2 hours though." She adds trying to maintain eye contact but succumbing to your compression shorts.

"Oh alright!" You sound a bit more cheery.

"What are you doing in the meantime?" She enquires.

"I don't know really," You try to think of something "maybe a swim?"

"Well if you are unsure, I just had a massage I was supposed to give for the next two hours cancel on me, do you want to take that appointment? Or if you are up for it I can give you a private yoga lesson?"