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Chapter 3 by LadyLexxx LadyLexxx

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Yoga class

Ally was pissed when her husband left early this morning for a "business trip." She knew it was a lie because shortly after, she had called his office and asked for him, and was told that he was home with the flu. Of course, she didn't give her name to the receptionist, so there shouldn't be any way he could know it was here. As far as Ally knew, her husband didn't suspect a thing of her knowledge of his infidelity. After dropping of the kids at her sister's house, explaining that they would be there for a least a week and ending up telling her sister the whole story; the cheating, the trip and her **** plan, she decided that a new hair do and a good yoga session was just what she needed.

After getting her hair cut and colored, the first time in over 5 years Ally realized, she headed back to her house and changed into her workout clothes. Before leaving, Ally checked the website and saw that her favorite instructor, Jackson, was scheduled for the next session. With a wicked smile, Ally went back into her closet and changed into a different workout outfit, something tighter and more revealing. Jackson was a sweetheart, in his early 20's, with a body to drool over. He was kind and genuinely enjoyed what he did, even if his clientele tended to be 10+ years older than him. And it was well known that Jackson was a flirt, and Ally suspected that was the reason his classes were always so full, especially of women like her, unhappy in their marriages and looking for a little, harmless male attention.

She wasn't a great looking lady, or as least that is what her husband always told her, and she didn't turn heads anymore, but she wasn't sure if that had more to do with how she looked or the fact that she drove a minivan and usually had 4 kids in tow. After her husband stopped paying much attention to her, she stopped caring about what she worse, which usually resulted in sweats and oversize shirts. With her trip coming up, she decided it was as good a time as any to start dressing to demand attention. Ally was a mom of 4 natural births, but she was blessed with great genes and breastfeeding was a wonderful diet. She had lost the weight each time with surprising ease and it never came back.

Checking to make sure everything was in place, she slipped into her tennies and drove to the yoga studio. She made it just in time, and took her normal floor spot in the back right corner. The instructor started and her mind quickly took on a more relaxed, wandering state, so when he instructed everyone to go into a downward-facing dog stance, she did so without thought. Jackson always roamed the room, helping stretch those that asked, and correcting bad posture. All the women needed help from time to time, and not cause they didn't know what they were doing, but simply to have him touch them.

With her mind elsewhere, Ally was a little startled when Jackson placed his hands on her stomach and right below her ass, correcting her posture. "Don't forget to breathe, Ally-girl," he reminded her in a low whisper. "Slow. Steady." His soothing words helping her jagged nerves. To the group he said, "Now move into a triangle pose, remembering to breathe." Jackson helped her move into the next pose, his hands on her body, him so close she could feel his body heat. "I like your new hair," he whispered to her as he moved away into the room.

As the class was drawing to an end, Jackson made his way back to Ally and helped her with the final pose, resting his hands on her back and reminding her to breathe. "Please stay after class, I would like to talk to you," he whispered close her ear. She watched him make his way to the front of the class and concluded it. Everyone said thank you and started to pack up either bags. Ally sat on her mat, pretending to finish up some breathing exercises until everyone left, and it was just her and Jackson. She was trembling. She had heard rumors about what happened when he asked someone to stay after class. They were just rumors right? Then why did some of the other women give her dirty looks on their way out? Ally was scared, but that quickly gave way to excitement. If the rumors were true, she fully intended to say yes.

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More fun
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