Tree pose and the standing split

Sabrina knows she needs to concoct a plan to seduce her yoga instructor. It was obvious that he won't be an easy conquest. He will not fall into her arms easily even if she was to walk naked into the studio and jump on him. Getting him to give her private yoga sessions is just the first step.

She made sure to wear her most sexy sports bra. A tiny little thing that pushes up her chest and emphasises her cleavage. She wore her extra short skintight shorts, the one that barely covered her round behind and clung to her every curve like a second skin while showcasing her long smooth slim legs. Satisfied with her attire, she pulled on a loose shirt dress over it. Grabbing her yoga mat and her workout bag, she left her home with a jaunty spring to her steps. She may just get lucky today.

She arrived at the yoga studio early. The door was locked. She peeked through the glass door. Kavan must not have arrived yet. She checked her reflection on the glass door. Her face was bare, fresh and dewy supple, and her lips has just the lightest hint of lip gloss. Her long tresses are held up in a ponytail, trailing down her back in shiny loose curls. She may be 1,500 years old but in human form, she looked like she's only 25 and not the fake 30 years old she was supposed to be. She pulled off her shirt dress and stuffed it into her bag. She might as well wait for him like this, she thought.

A few people walking pass turned to stare at her leaning against the glass door, striking a sexy pose. She ignored them. She knows she is gorgeous and irresistible. She needs Kavan to see that too. He arrived a few minutes later, huffing, as if he ran there.

"Sorry, sorry, I got held up," he apologised. He fumbled with his keys and unlocked the glass door. Then he stood aside to let her in. She sashayed inside, making sure to add an extra sway to her hips. He closed the door behind them and locked it. Then, after switching on all of the lights and turning on the air conditioner, he pulled down the blinds to the studio. If she didn't know better, it was as if he was preparing the scene to seduce her. He dimmed the lights in the studio and lighted some incense. Then, he got out his yoga mat and unfurled it.

"Alright, are you ready?" he turned to her.

She strolled in and placed her bag in a corner. She unfurled her mat near his and sat down cross legged on it.

"Okay. How shall we start?" she asked.

"Let's start with vrksasana, the tree pose, please stand up," he told her. "This is an important pose that helps in your leg strength and balance," he said.

She stood up.

"Okay, so we start with the tadasana," he showed her. "Then you bend the right knee and place the right foot on the inner thigh, here," he bent his knee, raised his foot and placed it on his inner thigh without wobbling.

She stood hip width apart and followed what he did exactly, pretending to wobble slightly and intentionally rotating her hips.

"This way?" she asked uncertainly.

He walked to her and stood in front of her. He placed a hand on her hips and gently push it back into place. She gasped at his touch and proximity.

"There, now focus on your balance and breathe," he murmured. She couldn't focus. All she could think of was the warmth emanating from him and his proximity to her. She could smell fresh soap mixed with his musky scent. She inhaled the heady scent and felt a thrill of arousal.

"Okay, now raise your arms like this and touch the palms together," he demonstrated again.

She raised her arms and pretended to wobble. He was immediately by her side, holding her to balance her.

"Focus, Sabrina," he said. "I'm letting go now, so focus and slowly raise your arms," he said.

She pretended to focus and raise her arms and then placed her palms together.

"Good! That looks good," he said encouragingly.

"Can we try with arms raised overhead?" she asked.

"Okay, you have to stay focused," he replied.

"Can you help me to raise my arms?" she asked.

"Sure, that's why I am here," he said. He stood close behind her. Just a tiny breath away.

"Now, raise your arms slowly," he instructed and he placed his hands under her arms. His warm hands leaving tingling sensations on her arms. She could feel his warm breath on her neck. He pressed inwards against her outer upper arms.

"Now, take a deep breath and continue to focus," he said. He slowly lifted her outer arms toward the ceiling. She wobbled and leaned back on him, pretending to lose her balance. She could feel his firm body against her back.

"Oops!" she said and fell on him for real.

He let go of her arms and caught her waist easily. His strong hands holding on to her securely. She is still leaning on his hard, lean body. She could feel him on her back. She wriggled her round behind ever so slightly against him and heard his sharp intake of breath. She inhaled sharply too. There was definitely something hardening and it was against her round behind. And then he was pushing her away from him, much to her disappointment.

He cleared his throat.

"Mrs Long…" he said.

"Please, call me Sabrina," she told him. "We don't have to be so formal, Kavan," she added. She sidled up to him.

"After all…we are going to be so close," she said suggestively and batted her eyeslashes at him.

He sprang away from her as if she was a poisonous snake.

"Um. Mrs…I mean, Sabrina…let's just continue with the yoga," he said.

"Oh I've always wanted to learn to do the standing split…can you teach me that?" she asked him.

She quickly turned her back to him and bend down with her legs straight, lifting her perfectly round behind up in the air. She went further down till her nose is almost to her knee, her hands holding her calves. Then she looked behind at him. He was staring at her behind unabashedly, unaware that she had turned to look at him. Raw desire was written all over his face. She smiled inwardly. She got him! All she needed to do was to seduce him and get him to actually touch her. Inappropriately, of course.

"Can you help me lift my leg?" she asked innocently and then she slowly lifted her leg. He snapped out of staring at her behind and quickly held on to her ankle.

"Are you sure you can stretch this far? This is an advanced pose," he said.

"Uh huh…I can do the splits…I think…so, I am sure I can do it standing up," she said, inserting another suggestive innuendo.

"Okay, I will lift it slowly and if you feel any pain, tell me and I will stop," he said. He moved to stand behind her again and held her ankle. Then he slowly push it up and as he does so, he came nearer to her, facing her behind and her widening legs.

"Go on, higher," she grunted. Sweat is now trickling down her neck. Not from the exertion but from the sizzling red hot desire coursing through her veins. He is pushing her leg up with her bent forward and effectively pushing her lady parts up to face him. She is already imagining all sorts of naughty things involving her sexy instructor in this particular pose. It would definitely afford a wonderful access and entryway. This is one way to have so much fun, she thought.

She stole a glance at him and he was avoiding looking down at her parts. He was looking at the leg that he was holding instead. She made a sexy moaning sound.

"Ohhh…higher, the stretch is so tight and good," she moaned lustily. She could hear him swallow as he pushed her leg higher that it was almost straight up now. He had to move closer to her as he pushed. They are now mere inches apart.

"Yess…don't stop, keep pushing," she moaned.

He cleared his throat uneasily and turned his body slightly away from her as he pushed her leg all the way straight up.

"Yess…that felt so good," she said.

She peeked at him. He was obviously fully and completely aroused. From the way he was twisting his body away as if to avoid hers, she guessed he must be trying to hide his arousal. She noticed sweat beading his forehead too. She smiled secretly and wobbled while leaning just a tiny bit back.

Then she really lost her balance and fell back. He reflexively turned back to her to catch her and at that very moment, there was direct contact between both their parts. For just a brief moment, she felt his hard arousal on her lady part as she fell on him and then his hands had circled her waist and pulled her off him.

Yet, another missed chance!