Morning Yoga and The Plan

"Breath in. Hold....... good. Now bearth out. Great, let's do that a couple of more times," the woman on the TV screen instructed. Lily payed a decent penny for this online yoga subscription and she might as well get the best out of it. Her sleek, modern living room had been transformed, at least for the moment, into a den of zen. The curtains were pulled back to let in the warm light of the early afternoon sun. Plants were scattered about, purifying the stale city air. The sound of water trickling from her sleek, minimalist tabletop fountain added a soothing background noise for her relaxing yoga session. She sat in lotus position on her new yoga mat, which was sourced from eco-friendly materials and oh-so-comfortable to her skin.

But one thing that wasn't so comfortable was how wet she felt down below. And keeping her legs relatively open in the lotus position didn't help. Lily could feel the dampness of her leggings as it clung to her crotch. She shifted uncomfortably on the mat, trying to will the sensation away. She'd had morning dew before but this was excessive. She'd noticed as soon as she sat down to pee this morning but simply took an extra few sheets of toilet paper to clean herself up. Unfortunately, that hadn't helped because here she was, sitting on her yoga mat, still feeling like she'd let a man dump a load of cum inside her. Lily knew that wasn't the case but maybe she did actually have a condition or something. This had been happening a few times a month. Not every morning but enough to notice. Not only that but there did seem to be a correlation between these episodes and drinking. 'Just another reason to cut back, I guess,' Lily thought as the yoga instructor signaled the audience to move into the next position. Lily pushed herself to her feet and flowed seamlessly into the Tree pose. Another unfortunate position for the state of her crotch, but she focused instead on her breathing and what she needed to get done this weekend.

There were the typical errands on the list: grocery shopping, laundry, and some cleaning around her barely-lived-in apartment. However, she knew she wanted to talk with Emilia. Preferably when Ethan wasn't around. Lily rolled her eyes as she thought about the man she couldn't stand being married to her sister. Lily couldn't figure out how Emilia wasn't putting two and two together. Just by what Emilia had told her she could tell, all of the signs were there that Ethan was cheating on her. He had been coming home late, canceling plans, not looking her in the eyes, and spending more and more time with his friends. Lily knew something was off and suspected that Zach, Ethan's just as bad coworker and best buddy, had something to do with it, but she didn't know how. Emilia for her part, always just defended Ethan whenever Lily mentioned the possibility that he wasn't being faithful. How could someone as smart as Emilia, a tenured professor at a high end college, be blind to her husband's infidelities? Lily had asked herself that question a thousand times, but never had an answer.

Regardless, she needed to talk to her sister. The only problem was that, just like Lily, Emilia rarely had time during the weekend. But they had specifically set time aside to meet up for coffee tomorrow morning. Lily sighed as she moved into downward dog position, her hands pressed firmly into the mat as she arched her back and lifted her hips. She knew she needed to come to the coffee date with something more than just her usual accusations. And that's when her plan started taking shape.

She remembered Ethan worked at a nearby tech shop, a place she avoided like the plauge. The pompous dick constantly gloated that he was so good at IT and cyber security. He always talk himself up about how he'd never get hacked, saying 'it would be the biggest mistake they ever made.' Lily cringed at the gloating asshole's words. In fact, the annoying gloating had been extra motivation for her when she had sneakily written down the code to his phone at the last family dinner. It took her forever too because it was like 8 characters long. She'd initially done it to just mess with him but now she realized her actions might help her finally catch him. Maybe she would pay Ethan a little visit this morning down at the tech shop. And maybe she'd wear something a little distracting. Something that might just make him lose track of his phone for a bit.

"Well buddy, I guess you might finally get that extra long look at my rack after all," Lily said out loud smirking as she moved into the last pose of her yoga routine. She couldn't help but smile. The plan made sense. Simple enough and easily excusable if she got caught. 'Oops, sorry I guess I picked up the wrong phone,' she thought of her excuse as she laid flat on her back, her body stretched out and at ease. But she knew it would work and that made her feel unstoppable.

But first she'd need to get ready and put some new clothes on. She could still feel the increased warmth and moisture pooling between her thighs. It was an awful, nagging feeling not knowing why this was happening. Maybe she would need to schedule an appointment with her doctor. But that could be done later. For now, she had more important things to attend to.