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Yoga Temptation - part 1

You’re in a heated yoga class, your body coiled like a spring as you attempt the challenging pose known as Eka Pada Koundinyasana II. Your left leg is extended straight out from your hip, while your right leg is bent with your foot pressed against the inside of your left thigh. Your arms are stretched out in front of you, hands clasped together, and your gaze fixed on a point in the distance to maintain balance.

The studio around you is filled with the sounds of deep breathing and soft music. The scent of sweat mingles with the calming aroma of essential oils, creating an atmosphere that encourages focus and relaxation. Sunlight streams through the large windows, casting a warm glow over the wooden floor and the colorful yoga mats scattered across it.

As you struggle to maintain the pose, your mind wanders to Reed, the tall, dark-haired yoga instructor who stands at the front of the room, observing his students with a watchful eye. You can’t help but admire his lean, toned body and the way he moves with grace and precision. His deep brown eyes seem to hold a world of knowledge, and you find yourself drawn to him, both as a teacher and as a man.

“YN,” Reed says, his voice low and calm. “Let’s work on your alignment.”

You feel a jolt of excitement mixed with apprehension as he approaches your mat. He crouches down beside you, his presence so close that you can smell the clean scent of his sweat. His hands rest gently on your shoulders, and you can feel the warmth of his skin through your stretchy yoga top.

“Relax your shoulders,” he whispers in your ear. “And lengthen your spine.”

You take a deep breath and try to focus on his words, but it’s difficult with him so near. His fingers move to the back of your neck, applying gentle pressure to help you extend your spine. As he does this, his thumb brushes against your skin, sending a shiver down your spine.

“Good,” Reed says encouragingly. “Now hold that position and focus on your breath.”

You close your eyes and try to concentrate on the rhythm of your breathing, but it’s hard not to think about how close Reed is and the way his touch makes you feel. You can sense him still beside you, and every now and then, you feel a stray curl of his dark hair brush against your cheek.

The rest of the class seems to pass in a blur, and before you know it, the final relaxation pose has begun. You lie on your back, eyes closed, as Reed guides the class through a meditative visualization. His voice is soothing, and you feel yourself beginning to drift off into a peaceful state of mind.

As the class comes to an end, you roll up your yoga mat and gather your belongings. You’re just about to leave when Reed approaches you with a smile.

“Hey, YN,” he says. “How about we grab a smoothie after class? There’s a great place just around the corner.”

You hesitate for a moment, unsure if it’s appropriate to socialize with your yoga instructor outside of class. But then you remember how much you enjoy his company and the way he makes you feel, and you find yourself nodding in agreement.

“Sounds great,” you say, trying to keep your voice steady. “I’d love to.”

Reed flashes you a smile that sends another shiver through your body. “Perfect. I’ll meet you out front in five minutes.”

As you change out of your yoga clothes and into something more casual, you can’t help but feel a mixture of excitement and nervousness about spending time with Reed outside of class. You wonder if he feels the same attraction towards you that you do towards him, or if it’s all in your head.

When you meet Reed outside the studio, he’s wearing a pair of faded jeans and a fitted T-shirt that showcases his toned arms. He looks even more attractive than he did during class, and you have to remind yourself to breathe as you fall into step beside him.

The smoothie shop is bustling with people, but Reed manages to find a small table for the two of you in the corner. As you sit down across from each other, you can’t help but notice how intense his gaze is as he looks at you.

“So, what’s your favorite smoothie?” he asks, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms over his chest.

You smile nervously, feeling a blush creeping up your cheeks. “I usually go for something with lots of fruit and a little bit of protein,” you say. “How about you?”

Reed grins. “I’m more of a green smoothie guy,” he says. “Spinach, kale, celery, the works.”

You laugh, unable to imagine drinking something that sounds so healthy yet disgusting. “That sounds… interesting,” you say diplomatically.

As you continue to chat, the conversation turns flirtatious. Reed compliments your yoga practice and asks about your personal life, while you find yourself drawn to his easygoing nature and quick wit. The more time you spend together, the harder it becomes to ignore the growing attraction between you.

Finally, as you finish your smoothies and prepare to leave, Reed looks at you with an intensity that takes your breath away.

“YN,” he says softly, “I’ve been wanting to ask you something.”

Your heart skips a beat, and you can feel the blood rushing to your face. “What is it?” you whisper, barely able to speak.

Reed leans in close, his eyes locked on yours. “Would it be okay if I kissed you?” he asks, his voice barely audible above the din of the smoothie shop.

Your mind races as you consider the consequences of crossing that line with your yoga instructor. But then you look into his deep brown eyes and see the desire reflected there, and you know that you can’t resist him any longer.

“Yes,” you say, closing your eyes and leaning in towards him.

You feel Reed’s lips brush against yours, soft and gentle at first, before growing more insistent. His hands move to cup your face, holding you close as the kiss deepens. Your body responds instinctively, pressing against his as you lose yourself in the moment.

When you finally pull away, both of you are breathless and flushed. Reed looks at you with a mixture of desire and uncertainty.

“I’ve wanted to do that for so long,” he admits, running a hand through his dark hair. “But I didn’t know if it was appropriate, given our teacher-student relationship.”

You nod, understanding the complexity of your situation. “Me too,” you say, feeling a wave of relief at knowing that your feelings are reciprocated. “But I can’t help how I feel about you, Reed.”

He smiles at you, his eyes filled with warmth and affection. “I know,” he says. “And honestly, I don’t want to stop feeling this way either.”

As you sit there, basking in the afterglow of your first kiss, you realize that you’ve crossed a threshold from which there is no turning back. Your relationship with Reed has changed irrevocably, and you can only hope that it will lead to something more.

With a final smile, Reed stands up and offers you his hand. “Come on,” he says. “Let’s get out of here.”

You take his hand, feeling a jolt of electricity course through your body at the contact. Together, you walk out of the smoothie shop and into the warm afternoon sunlight, ready to face whatever comes next in this new chapter of your lives.


You arrive at Reed’s private yoga studio, feeling both nervous and excited about your one-on-one session with him. The space is dimly lit with candles and incense burning, creating a sensual atmosphere that sends shivers down your spine. As you enter the room, you see Reed standing in the center, dressed in loose-fitting yoga pants and a tight-fitting tank top that showcases his toned physique. He greets you with a warm smile and invites you to begin the practice.

As you start the yoga session, Reed takes extra care in adjusting your alignment, focusing on your neck area. His hands linger on your skin, sending shivers down your spine. You try to focus on your breath and maintain a sense of professionalism, but it’s difficult when his touch sends waves of pleasure through your body.

Reed gives instructions in a soft, sensual voice, focusing on neck stretches and massage. As you become more aroused, you have an internal dialogue where you struggle with your desire for Reed and your belief in maintaining appropriate boundaries between student and instructor.

Your passion finally ignites when you exchange flirtatious banter or even whispered confessions of your feelings for each other. You abandon your yoga practice and give in to your desires, sharing a passionate kiss. As you become more intimate, Reed explores your neck area with his lips and tongue, fulfilling your neck fetish fantasy.

The chapter ends with the promise of a new, secret relationship between Reed and YN, as they navigate the challenges of keeping their affair hidden from the rest of the yoga community.

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