Blondie gets a job as a Yoga Instructor

Blondie Bumstead walked into Julius Dither's office with a plan. The secretary asked if she had an appointment, but Blondie said no, but had an offer she knew he couldn't refuse. The older secretary, who was jealous of Blondie's body buzzed Julius, "The wife of Dagwood is here, she wanted to talk to you," she expected him to say no, but the buzzer to his door opened.

The Secretary watched as the young wife of Dithers' worst employee went into the room. The shades were down so she couldn't hear. Half an hour later, Blondie walked out of the office. "I think you have a little spit on your chin Mrs. Bumstead," the secretary noted. Blondie thanked her and walked out the office.

Ten minutes later, the secretary noticed a company wide email. It detailed a new fitness program free for employees and their families, and Mrs. Blondie Bumstead was going to be a yoga instructor.

Week later:

Cora Dithers, the aging old wife of Julius walked into the large room with wooden floors. Under her arms was a matt. She was so glad that Blondie was teaching this class. For free in fact. Cora wore a purple pair of pants that did not help the cottage cheese on her legs and dropping ass. Her tits flopped in the flowered workout bra. There were several other wives in attendance.

In the front of the room Cora saw Blondie bending over in her tight black yoga pants. She sure had a body, no wonder she was an instructor. The white workout top, that came above Blondie's navel accentuated the curves of her large young firm tits.

"Blondie," Cora called walking over. The young blonde stood up and smiled, wiping off her sweat with a towel. "I'm so glad you're doing this," she said, and put her hand up to hide her words, "some of these ladies REALLY need it," she whispered.

The two chatted, and Blondie told Cora that Dagwood was away at a conference. Blondie was surprised at how much Dagwood was working so hard, and Cora assured her that Julius was giving him a chance now. Cora looked Blondie over and wondered how such a yuts could get such a bombshell. Then she remembered to thank Blondie, "Oh, and thank you for working with Julius," she beamed. "He comes home after your sessions and has a smile on his face and a spring in his step!"

"He is the boss," Blondie smiled, "I try to make sure he gets private sessions," she said making a motion of a round belly with her hand.

"He's got a long way to go to a downward dog," Cora winked.

Blondie laughed at that, "He's actually pretty good at that position."

Cora laughed not even knowing why, "Well don't let him get all your attention." She added, "I hope he doesn't give you too much trouble."

Blondie smiled, "He gives me QUITE enough!" She streched down to her ankles with her hands. "Actually, I have some tight knots in the morning myself, some real tight spots, and its good to get them...worked and going," she stated.

Cora took her place next to other women, and then saw the wet spot on Blondie's crotch, "I think you are having THAT TIME OF THE MONTH!" She whispered to the young teacher.

The wife of Dagwood just brushed her off. "Sweat!"

The class started, and Cora watched as the wet spot began to stain white and crusty. Guess it is sweat, she thought.

In fact, it wasnt.

Earlier in the day....

Blondie pushed the button on the treadmill. "Ok Julius," she said, "Walk a mile, I take off a pair of clothes." She then added, "Walk two miles, another piece of clothes!" She showed him her crotch, "Three miles gets you more clothes off...and four miles...well....you'll have to work REAL hard before and after that!"

So Dithers began his walk. The young blonde was stretching in front of him, his cock began to grow in his pants as she arched her back, giving him a view of her ass flat on the ground. She then moved to a downward dog, ass swaying before him feet from the treadmill. He kept watching as she went through her routine.

"DING!" The bell sounded signifying one mile had already been reached.

"Good job," Blondie said and lifted the bra from her body, her large tits plopped out and boinged up and down. She continued her stretches and Julius's cock was standing at attention.

"DING!" Another mile came and went so fast, thought Dithers. It had been a half hour already.

Blondie slipped out of her pants and was clad only in a white thong. She still did her yoga routine, now sweat all over her exposed body.

"DING!" Another mile, and Blondie was completely nude. It was the best intensive plan Dithers had ever known. He watched as she stopped, and then went to her bag and produced six-inch stiletto pump heels. She slowly tied them on and then began to do the routine over again.

"DING!" The fourth mile came and went in a flash it felt like. Blondie looked under her arms from her position at Dithers. "Can you do some work on my ass dear!"

Dithers jumped down, and ran over to her, he pulled his pants down, and his cock came loose. He pushed it right into her ass, and she pushed back screeching the entire time. Blondie picked up her bra and bit it as her ass was pounded by Dithers. "DING!" The sound was in his head now as his cock exploded in her ass. Both were heaving sweat.

Dithers slapped her ass. "After your class get dressed."

Blondie was excited, "Where are we going?"

Dithers laughed, "I want to take you to the club, maybe some tennis or some golf!"

Blondie lit up, the most expensive club in the city. And she was going in public. WITH HIM! "Can I wear a dress?"

"Of course," he winked at her.

"Will you drive the Ferrari with the top down so I can blow you?" She clapped her hands together in joy.

"Of course," he said. He was going to show this beauty off to his rivals.