It was after a lot of trouble that my wife was able to convince me to go out, do some yoga and get fit. I tried dodging her but, I knew I had no choice, so finally I checked out on a couple of yoga classes in Chandigarh (India) and joined one that was from 6:00 am to 7:00 am. The female instructor (name changed to Deepika) and was approximately 37 years old...
It started as a day like any other, unremarkable in every sense of the word. I got up, ate a bit, showered, packed my bag and headed into town for a yoga session. When I got there the only one there except me was the instructor, we exchanged a few pleasantries (something I've never felt good at) and then I prepared for the session by getting changed and taki...
Tonight in training I was frustrated. I've been having boyfriend problems for a while. The usual stuff. Not knowing where we stand, feeling like he's been pulling away. Maybe he's seeing someone else, I don't know. Training always makes me feel better. I can release my frustration that way. Of course, there's always that one annoying guy in training. You kn...
My name is Christi Clark, a married mother of two who is getting back into the working world slowly by turning my dance background and yoga hobby into more than just my recovery from childbirth, but my new business opportunity. I had become certified as a yoga instructor, as I had been a dance instructor, but what I wanted to target was other young mothers l...
I have been super sore lately from working out, so last Saturday I decided to try a Yoga studio I had never been to before. I was sort of sick of my usual, the teachers were all bland and boring. I decided last minute so I grabbed a random pair of yoga pants, threw them on and ran out the door. I walk in and notice there is literally nobody there. Thats no...
Apartment 4A The Yoga Wife An Original Story (Copyright 2013) ------------------------------------------------ "Yes I'm expected. I have an appointment with Mrs. Barnett," the man standing before me announced in a loud and what I perceived to be a haughty tone. "I'm sure you do sir but its building policy to first verify. Wait here and I'll be right wit...
Author's note: Like most good stories there is true behind this one. This isn't 100% but many parts are. I hope you enjoy and let me know if you want to hear the rest! This is a story about a young couple that moved down the street from my wife Mary, and me about 6 years ago. We live in a suburb that is borderline rural. Each neighbor is at least 100-200 ya...
My ex wife and I lay in our respective beds, each wiped out from masturbating. Beth, alone in her room, spent a little too long primping for her affair with a yoga instructor, feeling the immediate urge to pleasure herself. I, alone in my room, watching Beth secretly on my television thanks to a forgotten Skype call. I stared in post orgasmic bliss at her...
Freshman year of college was over and I was so happy to be back home to see my family and sister. College was fun and I made so many friends but it was nice for everything to finally end and now I can relax. I realized that I needed to save up money for next year of college so I started looking for jobs and conveniently found one at a gym pretty close to my...
The words hung in the air. "I love you." I guess I did still, despite all of the aggravation over the years. Beth apparently sensed it during our infrequent interaction and used it against me. Gaining compromises when I shouldn't offer any. Making it clear how happy she was with our divorce, knowing that I was not. I did love her, feeling it as my penis la...