Yoga studio

You follow Sam through the door calmly as you are not paying attention to anything but her still carrying her bucket in front of you. But once you got into the room you notice the room is covered with individual mats with over a dozen women in colorful recreation clothes and varying ages ranging from mid-twenties to fifty. You pause facing their rear-ends as they appeared to be stretching on the mats at the behest of the instructor at the front of the class. They were in the middle of a yoga class.

Thankfully no one noticed you as you came in as you are now standing naked at the back of the classroom holding a bucket full of rocks. All of that changed instantly as Sam came from behind you placing a hand on your shoulder and announced your intrusion, "Ronda! Hey girl! Give us hand here will ya?" Your heart raced as every woman in the yoga studio swiveled their heads around and noticed the two of you. More specifically, they noticed you, the naked guy.

Jaws dropped as the ladies in the class took a moment to process what they were seeing. They recognized Sam but were far more intrigued by the nude stranger standing next to her. The yoga instructor blinked from the front of the class and replied to Sam, "Hey Sam, so nice of you to bring goodies to my class." Ronda the instructor gave you a wink while the rest of the room chuckled at you predicament. You blush and begin to sweat nervously as you wondered what to do with all this unwanted attention. All the women in the class stood up from their mats giving up on their respective poses to face the two of you (mostly you) with interested smiles.

"Yes, allow me to introduce you," Sam leaned in close in close to you "everyone? This is John Doe, he is a guest here. John, this is Ronda, she is the yoga instructor."

"Very pleased to meet you John." Ronda, the busty dark-skinned yoga instructor approached you with her hand outstretched. You gave it a quick shake before securing your hand back on the bucket that was guarding your modesty.

"Yes, nice to be seen-no!-I mean, nice to be seen by you-Doh! Nice to meet you too!" You yammered nervously still very aware of the dozens of eyes staring at you in the room.

Ronda laughed, "So, Sammy girl, what prods you into bringing this yummy snack to us?" Some of the women in the room licked their lips at the idea of treating you as a 'snack'. You swallow anxiously.

"Ah yes. As you may have noticed, our friend John here is in **** need of a towel. I heard you have some spares here in the studio?" Sam looks around.

"Why yes! We keep some in the storage closet over in the back. You might have to dig around in there to find one though, it's a bit of a mess."

"Not a problem," Sam pats you on the back "you just wait here John. I will go find you that towel."

"Wait! I'll come with you!" Even if it was just a closet, you are eager to get out of sight from all these women.