Aiden sees Natalie doing yoga on the balcony

It was early Saturday morning when Aiden came out of his room shirtless, scratching absently at his chest, eyes still half-lidded from sleep. He’d stayed up too late finishing some items for a couple of his courses. He wanted to make sure they were done so he could enjoy his weekend.

The couch still had the blanket he hadn’t bothered to fold, the room was flooded with daylight as the blinds were drawn open. He rarely saw them open, but didn’t think much of it.

He moved toward the kitchen, then stopped. Through the patio door, Natalie was outside and she hadn’t seen him yet.

The balcony was a decent size, providing enough room for two people to stretch or sit without bumping elbows, but not much more than that. It was private, being exposed just enough to the morning air to make it feel like its own quiet little escape.

There was a yoga mat unrolled, with a water bottle resting nearby. And Natalie, mid-pose, arms raised in a long stretch as her torso leaned into a slow, twisting reach.

Aiden froze.

She was wearing dark, tight leggings. The kind that clung like second skin and hid absolutely nothing. The fabric hugged every curve, were high-waisted and tight across her lower back before dipping into the deep arch where her spine met the rise of her hips. From there, the seam curved down the center of her ass, defining, dividing, accentuating. Exquisite.

Her ass was full, round and high. It swayed slightly with every shift and seemed to catch the light in all the right places, highlighting the fullness with the shadows exaggerating its curves. Each time she moved into a stretch or tilted her hips, the leggings revealed the subtle play of muscle beneath, the way her glutes flexed and hollowed where they met the tops of her thighs, forming that faint, impossibly distracting dip.

Up top, her tank wasn’t really a tank at all, it was more of a cropped athletic top, snug and structured, with a sheer panel across the upper chest, flashing the swells beneath without fully exposing anything. Bold white trim hugged the seams, drawing the eye to the slope of her shoulders and the soft dip where her cleavage began.

Her breasts filled the fabric completely, also full and high, being supported by the snug fit but not fully hidden by it. Each slow breath made the material shift ever so slightly, the subtle weight and movement beneath it undeniable. The sheer mesh panel revealed the soft press of cleavage, where her curves met under gentle compression.

It wasn’t lingerie, he figured it probably wasn’t even intended to be overtly sexy. It was meant to be breathable, but on her, in the glow of morning light, it was impossible to ignore.

She bent forward into a deep stretch, palms grazing the mat. The way the top shifted with her as it tightened across her chest, and lifted just slightly to expose more of the strip of toned stomach, held Aiden’s gaze. He should’ve turned away to let her do her routine in peace, but he didn’t.

She remained bent forward in a deep stretch, palms to the mat. Her top continued to inch up as she her hands moved further from her feet, exposing a triangle of lower back. She moved through downward dog, before a slow rise, the shape of her thighs and the deep roundness of her ass still holding his gaze.

It was the kind of body that came to life when it stretched. He’d already been noticing how it was soft in all the right places, but now he could see the muscle beneath it.

She wasn’t bulky. Not even close. But in each transition, each hold and shift, he saw the definition make itself known. The subtle strength in her thighs. The curve of her waist. And when she raised her arms and twisted away from him, the muscles in her upper back flexed just beneath her skin.

She’d mentioned once that her work had a gym to help people relieve some stress and stay healthy. Now he believed her when she said she used it. Aiden blinked, forcing a swallow, realizing how wet his mouth had become.

He didn’t know how long he stood there staring, until her head turned just slightly. Her head shifted toward the patio door. She saw him, yet, she didn’t look away immediately. For a moment, she held the stretch, breathing through it. Only now, her eyes were on his.

Then, slowly, she stood straight, and adjusted her waistband with a tug that drew the fabric tighter across her.

He started to back away, but just as he turned toward the kitchen, she flowed into another pose. Turning her back to him, so her feet were running the length of the mat, they widened across it, hands tracing down her thighs and calves until they met the floor. She folded herself in what seemed like a deliberately slow movement, until her upper body hung low in a wide-legged forward bend. The curve of her spine deepened with the motion leaving her hips tilted, high and poised.

Her leggings hugged every inch of her, clinging to the fullness of her ass with unapologetic honesty of its shape. The seam down the center pulled tighter, defining and dividing even more as they dug in with her bend, while the stretch across her thighs left no mystery about the firmness beneath. As she adjusted her weight, her glutes flexed subtly in involuntary, magnetic detail.

Aiden froze, one hand still resting on the counter behind him. He meant to go about his business as he backed away moments ago, but now he couldn’t stop looking.

Then her head tipped, slow and natural, bringing her face into view between her legs, upside down, accented by the fall of her hair. Her gaze settled toward the patio door once more, finding him.

Her face betrayed nothing. No surprise, no amusement. Just calm concentration as she held the pose. She didn’t linger long, just enough for the connection to register and then lowered her eyes toward the floor and let her breath ease out with the stretch.

Inside, Aiden jolted back into motion, turning too quickly, bumping his hip against the counter as he reached for the cabinet, any cabinet, pretending he was there for a glass or maybe even oxygen at this point.

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