Chapter 6: Getting Hot and Hard

It was right as she arrived that Leah realized a big flaw in her plan. While she might not have been able to freely wear skin-tight legwear, other women in her class were.

Fun fact about little miss Leah: she's bisexual, and the last thing she needed tonight was temptation.

From the moment she entered the studio, Leah knew coming here was a mistake. As she gazed around mirror-walled space, she was greeted with the sight of dozens of shapely, young butts in thin, tight pants.

"Hey, Leah!" Ashleigh, the blonde yoga instructor, greeted her. "So glad you could make it!"

"Uh, yeah. Good to see you." Leah said, shrinking away.

Her hands folded over her waist and held her gym bag over her crotch.

Ashleigh looked over the antsy girl.

"Everything okay? You seem.... off." the blonde asked.

"Oh, yeah. Totally. Everything's fine. I just, uh...." Leah rambled. "I just gotta run to the lady's room real quick. Yeah. Don't worry. I'll be right back."

Shying away from the awkward conversation, Leah quickly darted for the nearest bathroom. Inside, she found herself alone and free of scrutiny.

"Fuck! I can't keep doing this whenever things get awkward!" she screamed quietly. "What am I gonna do? What am I gonna do?! I can't bail now, they saw me here! And I can't just go back out there, I can already feel it swelling!"

She paced back and forth on the clay floor, wracking her brain for a solution to her problem.

"Well, I brought my bag. Maybe something in here can help me."

Placing the duffel on a counter, she unzipped her gym bag and rifled through her possessions.

"Extra clothes? No. First aid kit? No. Athletic tape?"

The last one caught her eye.

"Athletic tape. Hmm." the girl thought to herself.

Suddenly, she was struck by a brilliant idea. Quickly, she locked the door before dropping her pants and putting her plan into action.

"Feeling better?" Ashleigh asked Leah, who returned from the restroom.

"Totes! I'm ready for today's session!" Leah assured her teacher. "Oh, but I should probably mention my attendance might be spotty the next few weeks. Work's been catching up to me and it's throwing a bit of a wrench into my life balance, know what I mean?"

"Oh, no worries." Ashleigh said. "This class is all about balance, physical and emotional. So do whatcha gotta do."

With that out of the way, class was underway.

Leah's concerns turned out to be completely warranted, since not 2 minutes into the session, she could feel herself popping a chub. But Leah wasn't too worried anymore. A quick glance past her waistline proved her scheme was working.

Before, when she was hiding in the restroom, Leah put that athletic tape to good use. Removing her underwear, Leah was able to strap her dong to the side of her right thigh, ensuring that even if she got hard, it'd run down the pant leg instead of poking out for all to see. Not the most elegant tape-job, but one that would suffice.

"And bend forward." Ashleigh said, signaling for everyone to get on all fours and raise their behinds.

As Leah stretched, she could feel the pressure on her rod. The athletic tape on her leg was fighting to keep her hard-on strapped down and out of sight, and it was making Leah horny. To make matters worse, the girl ahead of Leah had a perfect, heart-shaped butt.

"Oh man!" Leah squealed.

Every second, her cock strained, and her mind filled with thoughts of slamming it against the fat ass situated in front of her. Leah wanted to fight it, but she couldn't deny how badly she felt the urge to fuck.

The rest of the class was no easier. Each pose, each lunge and bend tugged at Leah's pole in new, excruciating ways. She occasionally whimpered and attracted a few glances, and tried her best to play it off as muscle soreness.

"Alright, I think we're good for today. Great job, everyone. I'll see you next time." Ashleigh announced with pride.

Leah couldn't leave fast enough. While gathering her things, she could feel the tape at her thigh loosening after an hour of sexual torment.

She speed-walked to her car, hurriedly opening the door and climbing inside. At last in the safety of her vehicle, she shot her hand down her pants and ripped away the fabric restraining her throbbing cock. She moaned with repressed pleasure when her hand grazed the sensitive flesh of her boner.

"Mmmmmppppphhhhh. I really wanna cum now!" the poor girl cried.

She stared longingly at the juicy bulge in her sweats, then shook her head in disapproval.

"This is going to be a long month." Leah groaned.