Yes.

Getting up Melanie prances quickly over to her mat. "Okay, stand up and watch me."

She turns to face east, the morning light hitting her face. She puts her hands together in front of her then reaches up to the heavens, arching her lean limber torso backward in the process, you see her perfect round little breasts and the subtle outline of her nipples through the yoga bra. Then, in a fluid motion, she bends forward, bringing her chest to her thighs, bending herself in half at the waist, her tight bubble butt and the slight contour of a camel-toe pointing back invitingly. You were really waking up now, in more ways than one! Stepping back she holds a super wide sort of lunging pose for a bit then gets down into a sort of plank position. With snake like fluidity she arches her back back and thrusts her hips down to the earth, her chest and proud tits pointing forward, her ass two impeccable mounds under her yoga pants. She then thrusts her butt up in the air, only her palms and the bottoms of her feet on the mat as she forms a reverse V shape. Her goods up and on display once more. From there she gracefully steps forward into a wide stance and brings her body up once more to stretch toward the sky. She then returns to her initial position.

You were sporting a full on chubby by this point. 'What is it with this place?' You think. 'I am constantly horny!'

Melanie turns to you with a happy look. "That's called Sun Salutation, a variation of it anyways. It will awaken your inner fire."

"Yeah, I bet!" You say.

"Okay, now I'll help you do it. Stand like this." She shows you the first position. Clasping your palms together at your chest you copy her. She turns to you then steps over to stand beside you. "Good. Just relax a little. You are carrying too much tension. Now reach up and back." You stretch up and back, Melanie's hand on your back supporting you. "Okay, that's fine. Stretch it out. Okay, now bend over, bring your chest to your thighs."

You bend and try to fold yourself forward. You aren't managing it. Your knees are bent, your back his hunched, and you weren't flexible enough to bend over quite right. Melanie grabs your left thigh and pulls. "You have to straighten your knees more..." Leaving her left hand on your thigh she reaches up and cups your ass cheek with her right, pulling the knee back and pushing your butt forward she tries to help you. "C'mon Dad, you can do it. Just breath through it, you have to straighten your knees." She tries again, as she repositions she brings her right hand more central. Her thumb brushing your balls and gooch then squeezing into your crack as she pushes.

"Melanie!"

"Sorry, but just keep going you can do this." She blushes but pushes on. She grips your ass cheek and tries again, the bottom edge of her palm rubbing your balls again causing a little jolt of energy to surge through your member. Again your knees just don't straighten up. She feels your glutes then runs her hands down to your hamstrings, along the back of your leg. "You're so tight, you need to loosen up. Hold on, hold on, stand up again."

"Whew!" You say as you straighten up. "I'm just not that flexible Mel." You try to think unsexy thoughts as you try to tame your trouser snake again.

Melanie moves around in front of you on your mat and bends over into the position she is trying to teach you. You stand there, this hot young woman bent over in half right in front of you. Her tight ass right there. The view is amazing. "There, see. It's easy. Feel the muscles at the back of my legs." She says. You know you shouldn't, yet you bend over and reach down, feeling the back of her firm legs, squeezing. Her ass and pussy only a foot from your face. "See!" She says, "Like that, it's easy. Feel the base of my back and my hips, same thing. Even my glutes. The muscles are stretched without being stiff. Your problem is that you are too stiff." Despite knowing better you feel these areas; her back, her butt, her hips. As you feel her hips it must look like you were about to mount her. "Do you feel it?" She asks.

"Uh huh." You mumble as you feel her firm yet yielding young flesh.

She pauses to let you really feel the muscles. Surely she must know how bad this looks? Surely she knows how weird this is? She finally stands up. "Okay, why don't you try it again. Not so stiff this time."

"Easier said than done." You retort. You bend over, your now hard tool causing even more problems.

You hear Melanie sigh, "Okay, that will have to do I guess. Now take a big step back with your right foot" You do so, trying to mimic her lunge position. It is hard to keep your balance but Melanie is here to steady you, her gentle hands on your sides. "Now step back into a push up position. Yep okay, now let your hips sink into the mat and bring your head up and back. Almost like your making love with the Earth. That's it." She reaches down and puts her hand on the small of your back. She pushes it side to side, causing you junk to rub against the mat beneath you while it is pinned under your body. "You should really feel it here."

"Uh huh."

"Now butt all the way up, hands and feet still on the mat." She grabs your hips to help you with the movement. You feel a little extra grope, was that on purpose? You hold this position a bit longer than you would like, she continues to steady you by the hips. "Okay, another big lunge, other leg this time. Now back up to standing." She moves around in front of you. Goddammit, was she going to see your massive boner? Surely it would be hard to miss. You hoped your shorts would conceal things. You just grit your teeth and soldier on. "Stretch your hands up to the sky. Stretch, lean back, all the way back. Oh my...very nice Daddy, very nice." What did that comment mean? "Just hold it there a bit, yeah, feel your energy surge." She has you hold this position for a bit longer than you feel is necessary as she stands close. "And now bring your hands together to the front. And....done."

You are surprised to find you'd worked up a bit of a sweat. You look down at her, she has a funny smirk and an impish twinkle in her eye. She must have seen the tent in your shorts, or did she?

She steps in and hugs you around the waist once more, pressing herself against you. There is no way she can miss it now, is there? She looks up to you beaming. "You're a very good student."

"Uh huh" You say.

For the next hour the two of you work through various routines and positions. You swear she is choosing the most revealing and suggestive poses yoga has to offer. Her lithe toned body twisting and contorting into ever more revealing arrangements. She never says a word about your embarrassing situation down below though you keep reading things in her words and actions. Naughty little quips, her hands lingering on your body just a bit too long, invitations to watch her perform undeniably sensual movements. By the end you still can't tell if it is all in your mind or if she is actually teasing and flirting with her own dad.

Your plan to talk with her during this time is an abject failure. Between the effort of the yoga and the constant distractions of forbidden fruit there is no opportunity for chit chat.

She finally finishes the session and turns to you. Both of you had a sheen of sweat on you and you had to admit that except for your stubbornly stiff manhood you felt pretty damn good. "Namaste Daddy." She sort of bows to you. "You did great."

"Yeah, Namaste!" You return the gesture and then start looking for an escape. "I'm...uh...just going to go wash up...Thanks Melanie."