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Chapter 11 by MidbossMan MidbossMan

What should I suggest we do?

Stay here and try yoga (Pink Trigger's Power >8)

"We should stay here and do yoga, Mrs. Ushiromiya. Flexible body, flexible mind, after all."

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"Yes, Mister Player, that's not a bad idea at all. I do feel a bit stiff... Yoga will help me unwind."

Excellent. Yoga is a staple of erotica around the world. Cheating housewife yoga is practically its own genre. There's no way I won't get some significant action out of guiding these things this way.

As if to emphasize my point, she retreated into the bathroom to change. I became worried; she wasn't going quickly and I could see the sun starting to set outside the window of the guest room. When she returned, however, I saw the wait had been worth it... she'd redressed into a black sports top and matching yoga pants, which hugged her excellent legs in a way those shapeless white pants never did. Her feet were bare, but her toe-nails were painted. Even the gold tattoo of the one-winged eagle seemed different, in this outfit. I felt as though I was seeing her in a new light. Looking at her like this, you'd guess she was ten years younger...

"You're staring, Mister Player."

Ah... she teased me. I didn't grow red and instead only nodded. May as well be honest.

"If you say you want to do yoga, that must mean you're a certified yoga instructor, right? Are you going to instruct me?"

Even that sounded like teasing. Oh yes, Eva... I definitely will. Eagerly, I instructed her to start by standing on one leg and raising both hands above her head. To my excitement, she did so. Such fine form. I circled her body, resting my hands upon her surprisingly slender abdomen as if to correct her stance. I told her it was perfect. There was that flirty laugh again... what a naughty married woman.

Next, I instructed her to take a knee. She would need to extend one hand out and reach the foot of the opposite leg as far as she could. She knew the pose and adopted it. Ah... I ran my hand along that shapely leg, appreciating her curvature. While ostensibly checking her stance, I was in a fine position to admire her ass in yoga pants.

What do I do next?

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