Craig Arrives

5pm rolls around and before you know it the doorbell rings. Liz looks at you as you both hear the familiar tone, before quickly running into the lounge where she has set up her yoga mat next to the couch. She begins stretching as you go to answer the door.

Opening the door you are confronted with the sight of Craig standing their uncomfortable close. He is in a heavily stained white singlet that may have resembled exercise clothing 29 years ago and barely covers his gut. Around his hips he wears loose shorts cut so small that you could practically see his pubes hanging out. “Well hey neighbour, for a fun night?” He asks confidently as he pushes past you to let himself in. The shock of his outfit only outweighed by the brazenness of his attitude as you struggle to keep a level head. “Hey…Craig” you say through gritted teeth “come on in I suppose.”

Somehow you end up being the one to follow him in your own home as the two of you make your way around the corner into the lounge where Liz was waiting, pretending not to realise you are both there. With her back to the doorway, she spreads her legs and leans down, giving you both a good view of her ass as her head hangs upside down between her legs. She locks eyes with both of you and fakes a surprised look. “Oh hi Craig! Sorry I didn’t realise you were coming over” she says while holding the position. “I hope you don’t mind me stretching?”

“Hi Lizzie darling, and that’s alright. I assumed your lovely boyfriend here would have told you I was coming haha.” He laughs with a deep masculine tone that would outweigh any other. “You look a bit tight there, do you need a hand? I assume Jake also didn’t tell you about me offering to teach you tantric yoga too right?” He says with a raised eyebrow as he slowly approaches her.

This time she looks at you with genuine surprise, unsure what he is talking about and why you didn’t mention it. As your eyes lock with hers you can’t help but feel embarrassed and turned bright red, a sight that causes a large smirk to form on her face. “Oh no he did not, but I’d love for you to show me! I’m always down for finding new ways to…stretch out” she says with a grin, winking at you as she deliberately leaves the words hanging in the air. “God damnit how far is she going to push me here” you think to yourself as you move around Craig and take a seat on the sofa to the right of them, grabbing the remote to turn the tv on and set it up for the big game.

As you focus on setting up the television you notice from the corner of your eye that Liz has now stood up and is face to face with Craig, discussing some complex yoga terms you don’t understand. It takes a lot to stop your mind from wondering as you try to draw your attention back to the television. You work your way through the menus and finally select the correct channel for the game.

Your attention is then brought straight back the other two when you hear a little grunt from Craig and a surprised yelp from Liz. Quickly turning you see Craig standing on the yoga mat, his arms wrapped around Liz’s waist as he holds her upside down facing him. Her thighs are resting on his shoulders as the rest of her body dangles. You see her moving her arms to try and control herself, wrapping them around Craig’s legs as his stomach is too large to get a decent grip. Because of the large size of his gut, her head hangs away from his lower body, situated just low enough to be between his legs.

“Um….are you guys alright?” You ask genuinely confused as to what the situation in front of you actually is. Before Liz even had a chance to speak, Craig jumps in and looks directly at you. “Oh don’t mind us champ, this is just one of the first moved in tantric yoga. It’s all about melding two bodies into one shape, you wouldn’t get it. But don’t worry, Liz here is clearly a natural.” He says, winking at you as the words come out of his mouth and he adjusts his stance into somewhat of a squat.

You can only imagine how uncomfortable Liz must be in this situation, given that she is usually not the most physical person at the best of times and definitely doesn’t like interacting with strangers. There is a moment of silence before Liz’s voice breaks it with an uncharacteristic raspiness to it. “Oh um….yeah don’t worry honey this is just……part of the process” she says, her words trailing off in distraction as Craig begins to reposition.

From your position Craig’s face becomes more and more obscured by Liz’s butt which is now uncomfortably close to his face, so much so that you can’t tell how much distance is actually between the two. You try to focus on the tv, wondering how much longer this stretch will go for. After a few moments you realise neither of them is making noise, and when you look over you can see that Craig has his eyes shut and his face berried deep into Liz’s pants.

“This fucker, he’s trying to get a smell of her panties isn’t he!” You think to yourself. From below you can see Liz clearly struggling to hold the position, her head keeps swaying in small motions and her legs are shaking ever so slightly. You hear what almost sounds like a strange *pop* noise before Liz’s voice breaks the silence again.

“Ok Craig, I think I’m stretched enough now thanks.” She says, as Craig takes the hint and slowly begins to rotate her while until she is back standing in her feet. You notice that the very first thing she does is lean down and grab her sweater before turning around to face you. She holds it in front her her crotch and begins to speak.

“Wow that was a lot….harder then I was expecting it to be” she’s says in a strange tone. “Wow yeah looks like it was rough, I can see the sweat all over your face” you laugh back to her, but instead of laughter back her eyes go wide before she quickly brings one hand up to wipe her forehead and mouth. “Anyway I think I’m going to go shower, see you next time Craig” she says with a faint smile before quickly running up the stairs as if someone were chasing her.

You’re somewhat confused about this response, but choose not to think much of it, as it is now time for the main event of the night. Any moment now you suspect Craig will make an excuse to go upstairs and use the toilet, when in actuality he will be stealing Liz’s panties and you’ll have to admit to her that he was right.