New York, New York
May 12thXena L.
"Let's stretch again. Going to your right now and my left."
I did the same as the yoga instructor, leaning my body to the right and reaching my left arm over my head. I could feel my muscles being pulled and stretched out. Some bones cracking, I believe. This was my first time doing yoga. Well, lemme say doing yoga officially. Sex was my yoga and Kasey was sure as hell helping my muscles be pulled. That man was a sex demon. I cannot be convinced otherwise and I refused to be gaslighted into thinking that he wasn't.
This entire week has shown that this innocent and quiet side he presents to people is NOT real. Once he was in the comfort of his home, or should I say the comfort of me, he acted the fuck out. That's why I had to have a yoga session because he was ripping me a new pussy. Shit was ridiculous but felt good.
"And let's go back to our resting pose," Erica told everyone.
I sat up straight, resting my hands on my knees the way that she did. She instructed us to take a few deep breaths and I did so. I never knew yoga was this relaxing. I'd have to do this more often, the right way, and not Kasey's way. Both were fine right after the other. Kasey stretches my pussy and I stretch the rest of my body after. That sounded like a good plan to me.
"Alright, ladies, I want to thank you all for coming out here. I hope to see you all again Tuesday. Thank you." Erica thanked us, cuffing her hands together.
Blowing out a breath, I leaned back on my mat and stretched my legs out. I could not sit cross-legged for that long. These short legs hurt after damn near everything. It was quite ridiculous honestly. After I gathered myself, I stood to my feet and rolled up the mat. I spoke to a couple of other ladies who were in the session with me. They were older. Nothing wrong with that at all. They were killing my ass in here so they still got it. I put the mat back on the rack then grabbed my bag and left the room.
Heading back to the lobby, I searched for Harmony. I brought her here with me and she dipped out ten minutes in. She was not feeling it the moment Erica had us holding a plank. Honestly, I was going to tap out as well but I held in there because I was no quitter. If I could handle Kasey's freaky ass then I could handle a damn plank. I failed but that wasn't the point. I still tried and that's all that matters.
"Harmony!" I yelled out once I saw her. She looked up from her magazine then shut it.
"About damn time." She said. "That did not feel like thirty minutes."
I looked at the clock that was behind the desk. It was ten o'clock and our session started a little after nine. It did feel a little longer than expected but it was fun. I found new positions to try out. Kasey was not going to out freak me for the remainder of his time. Just a couple of days before I was free from this sex shackle he had put me in. Of course, I'd never say that aloud to him because I did not want to make him uncomfortable. The word usage would not sit right with him.
"It did feel longer than expected, however, it felt so good," I replied, fixing my bag on my shoulder.
"I bet it did with your freaky ass." She said. I stuck my tongue out, accepting that title. I was always told to accept my truth and never be ashamed of it.
"That's me," I told her.
She shook her head. "Mhm, I'm hungry and since you brought me out here to this bullcrap, breakfast is on you." She said. I nodded, not having any issue with that. Technically, breakfast was on Kasey.
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