Lessons with my Yoga instructor by Iris Deorre Page B

again. I had never felt this way in my
life, all I wanted was to be with her, never mind next week I
wanted to just stand next to her for a very long time.
    ‘ I’m urr…’ I squeezed onto my towel hoping it would unjumble
the words in my head.
    ‘ You don’t have to decide right away.’ She began to gather her
belongings. She bent down and I swallowed back my lust and tried to
form the right answer in my head. Skye rolled up her yoga mat,
picked up her bag then stood up straight again, the same friendly
smile on her face.
    ‘ I’d like to book that session,’ I said quickly as I could. ‘It
would be great!’
    ‘ Fantastic, I’ll pencil you in,’ she said, ‘I promise you won’t
be disappointed.’
    I thought about
that for a moment. What exactly was I expecting during this
session? She hadn’t shown any inclination that she was interested
in me as I was in her and I didn’t even know whether she liked me
in that way. But nevertheless just being around her was reward
enough.
    ‘ I’m sure I won’t.’
    We both headed
in the direction of the showers, nothing more was said between us.
The open plan changing rooms were empty; I could hear the sound of
the showers in the distance. I walked over to my locker and took
out my stuff and began to undress. For a moment I stared into the
mirrors that surrounded us and caught a glimpse of Skye gazing at
me through the mirror. Slowly I lowered my panties and revealed my
butt savouring the moment and then I unclipped my bra and let loose
my healthy bust. I then looked fully into the mirror and gazed back
at her. Skye simply smiled then proceeded to take off the little
she had on.
    It was hard not
to stare but I couldn’t stand there naked waiting for her to strip
off so with as much discipline as I could muster I headed for the
shower. The warm spray hit my back and I let it run down me and
imagined her hands wrapped around me. I lathered my hungry body
with soap and let my fingers touch my hard sensitive nipples. The
sensation sent an electric current down my spine as I imagined her
petite hands cupped underneath each breast. As the water streamed
down my body I let my hands venture further down my body and slid
my fingers between my legs. The soap lathered my clitoris and I Iet
out an unexpected whimper. Just then there was a light knock on my
door.
    ‘ Is everything alright?’ asked Skye.
     
     
    I quickly
removed my fingers from my pussy and open the door slightly and
poked out my head. She was standing naked, a towel in her hand. Her
medium sized breasts the only things my eyes lay on.
    ‘ I’m fine, thanks.’
    ‘ Sure?’ she flashed another smile and I nodded. Skye walked to
the next shower cubicle and I watched as she took her little round
behind into the shower. I closed the door and lean back into the
shower, water streams down my body, the fire between my legs now
hotter than ever. I take in a few deep breaths then try and finish
my shower. But as I am about to lather my body with soap again
there is another light knock. This time I open the door slowly and
Skye steps into the shower. Before I can utter a word her lips are
pressed up against mine. Every breath in my body escapes and I
struggle not to make a sound as the shower besides us turned
on.
    She grasped my
head between her hands and presses into me more, her tongue dips
into my mouth and we kiss passionately. It’s all happening too
fast. I feel the tips of her breasts against mine, my clit clenches
over and over again and I hold back the sound with all my
might.
    With urgency
Skye cups my breasts, her mouth not leaving mine and squeezes my
nipples with her index finger. I want to scream, but I swallow it
back and take in her tongue deeper into my mouth. It feels as
though we’d gobble each other up, she caresses my nipples
vigorously, twirling them between her fingers, pinching them and
then pulling them out towards her. The sensation is electrifying,
out of this world and in the pit of my