Moving on

"Umm, m-maybe it would be better to d-do some floor exercises instead..." I mumbled to the class as my cheeks reddened.

I knelt down being sure to be side-on to the class to avoid framing my crotch front and centre for them. I continued down onto my hands and knees preparing for the next exercise.

"...let's behind with some push-ups."

I watched the class follow my lead and we all got down into prone ready for push-ups. It turns out this was a mistake however as I now looked at a room full of women with their breasts pressed into the mats, making their cleavage much more pronounced. I felt a stir in my loins. Uh oh.

"OK, ladies. I want fif-" Fifty is too many, I'll end up popping a boner for sure. Uh-"-twenty-five push-ups!"

I prepared my hands on the floor in front of me, trying to focus on my form instead of the sea of cleavage, but it was a losing battle. I positioned my hands much too close to my chest.

"Now everybody after three. One... Two..."