Yoga

Michael and Kylee walk into their class together, yoga. When Michael looked around the room, he was taken aback. He knew yoga classes were notorious for having beautiful women in them, but this was ridiculous. It seemed every single other person in the class was a female fitness model. Each woman was incredibly fit with perfect curves in all of the right places. Suddenly, Michael wished he had brought tighter underwear and baggier pants to hide his erection. Further, he became very self aware of his somewhat flabby, out of shape body.

While Michael was looking around the room, he didn't notice that they were approached by another woman. "Hi, I'm Emily, you must be Michael and Kylee."

Michael looked down at Emily who was smiling broadly at them. "Welcome to my yoga class! We are so happy to have the two of you hear at the New You Gym. Why don't you grab some mats and pick a spot wherever you want?" Emily offered.

Michael couldn't respond. He was so enamored he was tongue tied. If all of the other women here were fitness models, Emily was a Greek Goddess. She was blonde with beautiful hair ties back in a near ponytail. Her make up was done perfectly. She was wearing tight fitting yoga clothes that showed all of her curves and tight toned muscles.

Luckily, Kylee responded for him, "Oh, don't mind Michael, he can be quiet when he is shy. Thank you for welcoming us Emily, we're excited to be here. We'll go get set up."

Kylee grabbed Michael's hand and dragged him to an open spot in the room. On the way, she whispered sharply at him, "Eyes back in your head Casanova, I know she's cute, but we're married, remember?"

"Sorry," Michael muttered.

Both Kylee and Michael laid their mats out and started doing some light stretching on the floor before class started.

However, while laying on the floor, Michael felt his stomach start to grumble ominously.

**I shouldn't have eaten that breakfast burrito this morning,** he thought to himself.

Michael started to get up to make a break for the bathroom when, from the front of the room, Emily's commanding voice rang out, "Alright class, please sit on our mats, we're ready to start."

Michael, not wanting to make a scene, sat back down.