Yoga Pants (closed)

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You should really try yoga sometime. It's relaxing and a great stress reliever, plus it helps keep you tight and toned. Try it once and I swear you'll be addicted.

The words of her coworker replayed themselves through Amelia Thompson's mind as she pulled up to her local gym. She had been skeptical at first. Very skeptical. But after discussing it with her husband, who was somewhat of a fitness nut, and hearing his encouragement as well, she decided that it wouldn't hurt to try. Plus it'd probably do her good to get out of the house for something other than work. Her husband thought some "Amelia time" would do her good.

She had to try something. Amelia and her husband both worked full time jobs but were still having financial troubles. Her boss was constantly riding her ass about one thing or another on top of the big project she was working on. Her two year old was in the "terrible twos/potty training" stage. Amelia was stressed. And yoga had to be better than smoking, right?

God, she could use one of those right now. She and Stephen had given up the habit together shortly after they'd met 6 years ago. But that didn't mean she didn't have the occasional craving.

She sighed and stepped out of her car, grabbing her towel and water bottle. Amelia stood just over 5'5, but her petite frame was sported a rather curvy build. Her skin was fair, and in fact her coworker had also suggested she try to add some tanning bed time while she was at the gym. Amelia declined. She burned easily and had bad experiences with tanning beds in that regard. Her hair was dark and long, pulled back in a neat bun to accentuate the soft features of her face. Her eyes were a warm brown with sparkling flecks of green and a few freckles scattered lightly over her button nose and cheeks.

She'd carefully chosen her outfit for her first day. A pair of black yoga pants that unintentionally accentuated the curve of her rounded ass, a fitted blue sports tank that clung to her ample chest and simple white sneakers. She took deep breath and walked into the gym.

Amelia walked into the room where her yoga class was being held 5 minutes before its start time. There were already several women there, with their yoga mats and water bottles, chatting with the other women or stretching out. They were obviously no longer novices.

Feeling a bit intimidated, Amelia signed in and chose a spot near the back of the room. She hadn't brought her own yoga mat so she chose one from the back of the room. She wondered vaguely how often they were cleaned or sanitized and made a mental note to buy her own if she decided to come back.

Glancing around at a few of the other women, she laid out her mat and sat down to stretch out, waiting for class to begin.
 
For the first time in a long time Natalia Miller was free. It had been six years since her divorce and five since her ex-husband ran off across the country with an intern from his firm. But she was over it now, it had very little to with her anyway. She had been a good wife, supportive and loving, kept herself in pre-baby shape, never nagged him even when she became suspicious of his working late and was even willing to go through counseling after the embarrassment of walking in on her husband with his mistress on her knees under his desk. Of course it helped that his hot young blonde found someone a little higher up on the corporate ladder to blow and he had somewhat come to his senses about destroying his family chasing a woman that wasn't his wife. So he came back, moved into a little three bedroom apartment, and begged her for joint custody. Maurice had always been a good father to their boys, Miles and Duke, even from a distance, so she couldn't deny him his request.

Of course the boys weren't all that happy about it. Miles was four when his father left and remembered very vividly hearing his mother crying at night. Natalia never told him specifics, but he had always been wise beyond his years and gathered on his own that his Daddy had done something very wrong and hurt his Mommy. Duke was only two so his father was pretty much a stranger as far as he was concerned. Now 10 and 8, they had gotten used to life without Dad and weren't all that enthusiastic about sharing their time with him. But Maurice made a concerted effort to reestablish himself in their lives, showed up at every game even if the boys barely acknowledged his presence. Even came over to help with homework and offered to babysit at the house he left so Natalia could go out for girl's night. In the end all it took was a marathon of inappropriate video games, pizza, and all the candy and soda they could drink for the boys to let Maurice back into their good graces.

It took a little more than that for Natalia but once he realized that she wanted nothing to do with a romantic relationship with him it was easier for her to be more amicable with Maurice. She was already done being bitter but she knew that for the sake of their boys they had to at least be civil. It started with him bringing her coffee to the boys soccer games and sneaking into the house to make breakfast on Sunday mornings so that she could sleep in. A few times she came home to find all the laundry done and the house spotless, whether he'd done it himself or paid someone else didn't matter Natalia appreciated his efforts.

That was almost a year ago and now something like friendship had developed between them. It was his idea that she find a hobby, and some friends outside of the moms at school. "You used to be the life of the party, even after the kids. I know it's my fault you lost all that but you deserve to get it back. I asked to have them most weekends for a reason," he'd told her afternoon over coffee while they waited for the boys to get home from school. "Have some fun Tali. Go on a date or two. Take a class. Do something you always wanted, but never had the time. I'll even pay for it."

She couldn't pass that up and the next day Natalia Miller signed up for the gym around the corner from her office. She went twice before she realized that running on a treadmill was not her idea of a good time but she saw the women coming out of the yoga classes looking all too happy about life so she figured why not.

Clad in her favorite knee length stretch pants and racerback tank top, Tali made her way into the already occupied room. She looked around a moment before she found a empty space in the back of the room and rolled out her mat before she sat down and started to stretch a little. Just as she was reaching to touch her toes she saw a woman coming in looking like it was her first time. She was shorter than her own 5'9" and more curvy than the average white girl of her height but that wasn't at all a bad thing. Tali cringed when the woman sat down on the community mat without spraying it down first and jumped up to get the disinfectant from the cart at the back of the room.

"They claim to spray them down after every class but it never hurts to give it another go," she said as she handed the woman the bottle. "Natalia Miller but everybody calls me Tali."
 
Amelia laid out her mat in the back of the room. She locked eyes with the taller woman next to her, giving her a small smile. She just took a seat when the other woman walked up in front of her mat, offering her the disinfectant. Of course! Why hadn't she thought to look for that?

Blushing, she stood, taking the bottle from her. "Thanks." She said softly, taking in the woman's features. "I'm Amelia Thompson." She extended a hand to shake Tali's, noticing the woman's particularly soft hands. "Nice to meet you."

Amelia stepped back to spray down her mat, then returned it to the cart at the back. Tali was already seated and stretching when she got back to her mat. She took a seat and leaned forward to reach her toes. Evidently, she was less flexible that she thought, grimacing at the painful effort as she barely touched the tips of her shoes.

Finally, she looked up as the instructor walked in. She was a cute, fit, young thing that seemed really really excited about yoga. She introduced herself as Debbie and started a spiel about how awesome, relaxed, and rejuvenated they were going to feel after the workout. She insisted on a 5 minute warm up of jogging in place to warm up their muscles. Even that left Amelia a little winded.

But soon they were moving into the poses. The first was fairly simple. But soon, Debbie had them stretching in ways Amelia had never known she could stretch. Debbie kept reminding them to relax and take slow deep breaths. How was she supposed to breathe when this position was shoving her diaphragm into her spine? How was she supposed to relax when twisted at unnatural angles? Debbie told them to "breathe into the pain." Maybe that would help if she could breathe in the first place! Plus she felt like she looked incredibly ridiculous.

She glanced over at Tali a few times. She appeared beautiful and graceful, despite the slightly strained look on her face. Amelia was pretty sure she herself looked anything but graceful. But she kept reminding herself why she was here.

Finally, they did a few simple cool down poses, which did help relax her. So, it wasn't terrible, she supposed.

After they'd finished, Amelia turned to Tali. "So...I guess this is gonna take a bit of practice." she laughed. "I felt really silly trying to get into some of those poses. You looked like a natural though. You do this often?"
 
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Name: Miranda Ward
Age: 35
Height: 5’2
Build: Petite but curvy (torso size 8, hips closer to a 10 UK size)
Hair: Dark brown reaching to her bra strap in a ‘v’ often worn in a pony
Occupation: Sales and customer support
Status: Recently dis-engaged, a free egg and lurving it


Miranda arrived slightly late to the Yoga class as she laid out her matt on the floor at the back of the studio. She had been a member of the gym since it opened a few years ago, a it was in walking distance of her flat - AND that it had a pool.

She wore a pair of ¾ black capris with red panelling, together with a matching top, braless. She looked around and saw a couple of new people but recognised the majority of the participants.

As the class started, she forgot her thoughts as she concentrated on her yoga, following the instructor to the best of her ability. She still struggled with some moves but she did her best, and had improved in her flexibility and agility.

As the class came to an end she saw the girl in front of her, as she too struggled with some of the moves, the contorted positions that their yoga instructor tries to get them into.

As she rolled up her mat, she saw, and heard the new girl turn to talk to Tali, a person renowned for being focused, overly focused and so often would not hear people. Tying the strap around her mat, she felt a trickle of perspiration run down into her cleavage

"So...I guess this is gonna take a bit of practice." she laughed. "I felt really silly trying to get into some of those poses. You looked like a natural though. You do this often?"

Tali just turned and walked away, almost certainly not intending to eb rude, but she had her routine and just headed to the showers.

Miranda turned to the new girl as she watched in awe as Tali ust walked away..

“Not to worry, she can be overly focused at times, and so cuts out the world around you… I guess your new here, I’m Miranda pleased to meet you, offering her hand.

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Amelia was a little taken aback by Tali's sudden dismissal. She wasn't sure if it was intentional or if the woman just hadn't heard her. Surely it was the latter, she hadn't seemed rude earlier. She turned when she heard another woman's voice behind her and turned around.

“Not to worry, she can be overly focused at times, and so cuts out the world around you… I guess you're new here, I’m Miranda pleased to meet you."

Amelia smiled, taking in the other woman. She was cute and petite, her face slightly flushed. "Oh! Hi, I'm Amelia." She answered, taking her hand and shaking it firmly. "I am new, is it that obvious?" She laughed, blushing a little. "My coworkers told me yoga would be good for me, but I felt like a true novice! And some of those poses are harder than they look!"
 
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Miranda shook Amelia's hand firmly but 'softly' as they introduced themselves, suddenly realising she felt very formal, business like in a totally informal situation.

She looked at Amelia briefly, her curves wrapped up perfectly in her sports attire...

"My coworkers told me yoga would be good for me, but I felt like a true novice! And some of those poses are harder than they look!"

"Yes they are Amelia, but if you can improve your flexibility and master some of those positions, your sex live will take a turn for the up." Miranda offered, giggling as she spoke.

"Anyway off for a swim, will we see you next week?"


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"Yes they are Amelia, but if you can improve your flexibility and master some of those positions, your sex live will take a turn for the up." Miranda told her with a wink.

Amelia blushed. The woman was definitely unabashed, but seemed genuinely friendly. She liked that about her. "Thanks. I'll keep that in mind." She said as they started to walk out of the room.

"Anyway off for a swim, will we see you next week?" Miranda asked, raising her eyebrows in question.

"Well...I think it's worth at least a second shot." She nodded. "So, yeah, you can count on it. Have a good swim." She said, and waved as the woman turned to go. Amelia watched her walk away, admiring and maybe a little jealous of her curves.

She headed home that evening, taking a quick shower before starting dinner for her family. Lily, her daughter, was causing as much of a raucous as usual and her husband was working late. But strangely, Amelia felt more calm in handling things. Ordinarily, she'd be driven up the wall.

Her husband noticed the difference too and commented on how much of a better mood she was in. She mentioned that she'd been told yoga helped improve your sex life too and he laughed and told her she should keep going then. Their sex life was more than satisfactory, but there's always room for improvement.

Throughout the week, Amelia occasionally practiced some of the poses she'd learned. Her husband liked to watch and more than a few times the sessions had ended in passionate lovemaking. Or downright fucking.

She looked forward to the following Saturday and her next class, and to chatting more with Miranda. So when the day came, she arrived early in her workout gear, this time with her own mat. She didn't see Miranda, so she found a spot near the back again and sat up shop.
 
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Miranda was hot and bothered as she entered the studio, beads of perspiration runnig down her back and Decolletage having been participating in some Intervall training on a treadmill upstairs in the gym arena.

As she started to unroll her mat, she saw Ameila and smiled...

"Good morning Amelia.... glad to see you back"
 
Amelia was busy stretching out her lower body, sitting on the mat, when Miranda came in. She looked as if she'd just finished a heavy workout. Amelia smiled, looking up at her, noticing a bead of sweat rolling down her chest.

"Hey, I made it back!" She laughed, leaning forward to stretch out her hamstrings, reaching for her toes. "Did you have a good workout this morning?" She asked, leaning into the stretch.
 
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"Hey, I made it back!"

Miranda smiled at Amelia's comment.. "Well good for you......"

She rolled out her mat, and she too was soon stretching, principally her legs from her Interval training on the treadmill.

"Did you have a good workout this morning?"

Miranda nodded, as she licked a bead of sweat from her top lip.. "yes thanks some HIIT stuff on the treadmill... How have you been? Did you bring your costume?"

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"For swimming? Yeah, it's in my bag. If my legs can move after this, I think I'd be up for it." She said, with a shrug.

Just then the instructor walked into the class. She was as upbeat and energetic as ever. Amelia scrambled to her feet. They did a few more stretching warm ups before starting the class. It was very similar to last week. Amelia struggled with a few moves but felt overall it wasn't as hard as the week before. Perhaps her practice had paid off.

An hour later, the instructor ended class with a cool down stretch and dismissed the class.
 
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Miranda was rather hot from 90 minutes or so of exercising that morning. She reached for her exercise mat and started to roll it up as she caught Amelia's glance and smiled..

"So how did you get on Amelia?"

Miranda had watched her a couple of times, and she had seemed to be gettign on well, though even though Miranda had been doing Yoga on and off for over ten yeas, she still had to concentrate..
 
"Better than last time." Amelia answered Miranda's question with a smile as she wiped some sweat from her neck and chest with a towel. "I've been practicing at home as well and I think that helped. I feel so much better already."

She squatted down to roll up her mat as well. "And my husband likes to watch." She added with a wink. "If I want sex, all I have to do is start doing poses in front of him. He can't keep his hands off me."
 
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Miranda smiled and winked as she joked... "If you did some of those poses infront of me, I'm not sure I Could keep my hands off you either..."

She paused before continuing..

"Three is something sexy about a sporty female in her sports attire.... Anyway heading for the pool and Jacuzzi.... coming?"

Miranda turned and headed for the door, and the stairs down to the changing rooms and the swimming pool in the basement of the old Edwardian Building, once a Hospital but now a gym and upmarket apartments.
 
Amelia blushed and laughed at Miranda's joke. She wasn't used to other women making jokes about her body, but it felt good regardless, even if she was just kidding around. She grabbed her things and threw her bag over her shoulder.

She'd told her husband she'd be a little later than last time, wanting to try out the pool after the class. She followed Miranda out the door. "A nice dip in the pool actually sounds really amazing right now." She told her, following her out and down to the pool.

"I'll just change." She said, ducking into one of the stalls as Miranda did the other. Quickly, she changed into her bathing suit, a fairly simple black two piece.

Then she stepped out to join Miranda again.
 
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Miranda didn't bother with the stalls, but went direct to her locker and changed in the communal area. They were all women and had nothing to hide of fear.

She reached for her keys and opened one locker as she got undressed, removing her attire and shoved it into a bag before stepping into a speedo one piece swim suit with a racer back.

Ensuring she was happy with the elastics around the top of her thighs she closed her lockers to see Amelia standing there in her Halter Bikini and smiled...

"Well Lets go!" indicating to Amelia that she should lead

They entered the poolside area as Miranda placed her towel on the side. Being late Saturday morning, the pool was almost empty, as she climbed into the deep end and started to swim a length front crawl.
 
Amelia dropped her towel next to Miranda's. At first, she watched the other woman jump into the pool and start her laps. Then she followed. She dove into the water, going under and resurfacing, shaking the hair from her face.

It'd been a while since she'd been in a pool, so she took a few moments to just enjoy being in the water, floating and treading. Then she took off on a few laps of her own. Both women swam quietly for a while, getting in another good workout.

Amelia tired faster than Miranda though and swam over to the side of the pool to rest. Miranda moved with agile grace through the water and Amelia admired her athleticism.

Maybe I should spend more time with her, she thought. Seems like she could whip me into shape. Stephen would definitely like that. She giggled a little, thinking of her husband's reactions to her hotter body. Then shook her head to clear it and leaned back against the edge of the pool, watching as Miranda finished her laps.
 
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Miranda saw Amelia pause her swimming as she leant against the side at the shallower end - not that there was much difference but she did a few more laps before she too decided to call it a day - in part because she felt lazy, but also has she had invited Amelia to join her for a swim, she should be sociable.

She asked her if she enjoyed her swim, before seeing that the Jacuzzi was empty, whether she wanted a bubble assisted relaxation session.

As they sat, Miranda started to ask about Amelia, nothing too prying but general small talk, but she also answered the questions she asked herself.

As such Amelia found out that Miranda was mid 30s, now single and still not feeling broody. She also told her that she lives on the estate in one of the flats built in the former hospital.

As Miranda enjoyed the Jacuzzi, she became aware that Amelia's nipples were becoming prominent, and as she looked down she saw hers was too....
 
Amelia sighed as she relaxed with Miranda in the jacuzzi. It did feel nice and soothing to her muscles. And she very much enjoyed the conversation with the other woman. She told her about her job and talked about her husband and daughter. She learned a lot about Miranda as well. The more they talked, the more she liked her.

Amelia sighed as she lay back against the edge. Her breasts were just above the water and she noticed that in the contrasting cooler air, her nipples were very visible. Normally, she wasn't one to be too modest, all women had them so it was nothing to be ashamed of. Still, she found herself adjusting so that her breasts were mostly under water.

A glance over at Miranda showed a similar condition. But she didn't seem to notice or care. She admired that even in her mid 30's, Miranda's breasts were as full and perky as a 20 year old's. Blushing, she turned away and laid her head back against the edge, closing her eyes.

"This feels so nice." She nearly moaned, then turned to Miranda. "Hey, why don't you come over for dinner sometime? I'm sure my husband would love to meet you. He'd just be happy I'm making new friends. Or we could have a girls night. If you're up for that."
 
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Miranda noticed how Amelia lowered her self such that her breasts were covered by the water; unsure if she was spotted looking. But she thought Amelia was attractive a few years younger and in good shape depsite having a daughter.


"Hey, why don't you come over for dinner sometime? I'm sure my husband would love to meet you. He'd just be happy I'm making new friends. Or we could have a girls night. If you're up for that."


"Both sound like options, but maybe , well why don't I buy you breakfast at Boydens? I tend to go there if I've been here - they are only just up the road 5 minutes walk...."

Miranda lifted up her hand and look at it.. I need to go soon other wise a dried date will look more appealing than me!"

With that, Miranda stood up and reached for the handrail as she started to step out, the hot water running of her sleek swim suit, the fabric so taught, barely a contour was missed.
 
Amelia's stomach growled as Miranda mentioned breakfast. "Hmm..I could definitely go for some food. I'd love to join you, but you don't have to pay for me." She said, watching Miranda lift herself out of the pool. It was evident that the woman worked out a lot and Amelia's eyes followed her as she exited the jacuzzi, taking in the water dripping down her body, over her round ass as she climbed out. The material clung to her curves.

Amelia realized she was staring and moved to climb out after her. She grabbed her towel and wrapped it around her body, again hiding the protruding nipples. She padded with Miranda to the locker room, where she once again went into one of the stalls to change.

Soon, she was in a pair of snug fitting dark denim jeans, a red sleeveless top, and flats. She found Miranda waiting for her outside the locker room.

"Ready?"
 
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Miranda had a speed shower, and was out in a couple of minutes. She loved to pamper herself int he shower, or bath, but at times she was also an In-Out gal. She dried he shoulder length hair, and tied it in a pony with a scrunchy, before she got dressed, wearing a simple red lace bralette and a baggy slouchy royal blue jumpy, which as soon as she put it on had slipped down her arm. Next were a pair of dark navy leggings and a pair of knee high leather mid tan boots.

With her stuff packed, she turned and left the locker room, sitting on the couch between the two entrances.

Moments later Amelia followed her, and they headed upstairs and swiped out of the club into the lovely sunny autumnal day, as they walked through the park grounds to the bustle and rustle of the local street.

Moments later they approached Boydens.

"Inside or Out?" Miranda asked.

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It was a beautiful day and the weather was fairly cool at mid morning, with a gentle breeze.

"Definitely outside." Amelia said. "It's such a nice day." The two women were seated out on the patio and the waiter took their drink orders. After he left, Amelia shrugged out of her jacket and placed it over the back of her chair.

"So, how long have you been practicing yoga and working out?" Amelia asked. "You have such a great body. I'm still trying to get mine back in shape after Lily and that was two years ago. Any workout tips you have for me?"
 
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Miranda lifted her legs to sit over the park bench style seat of the wooden table, and saw the waiter approach. He was barely mid teens and rather scruffy....

"Latte please make it a double and a glass of water... and can I have an Eggs Benedicts please?"

As the waiter left she listened to Amelia.

"Oh ive been exercising on and ff since a preteen I guess. other than injuries, love interests and exams...."

"Tricks.... Simple really always do something, every day, a walk is better than none at all, but these days a couple of times a week I do HIIT work on the treadmill or out in the grounds....."


Miranda sipped her coffee.. "but you look in good shape, it is just toning up and stretching.... some great YouTube videos...."


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"Yeah, it's mainly rebuilding muscle and toning. Before Lily, I'd go to the gym several times a week but after she was born, I had less time and feel out of the pattern, you know. So far, I like the class and the gym, maybe I can start going more often. And I'll check out some videos."

The two ladies continued talking, sharing stories and laughter as they ate. Miranda's laugh was infectious and Amelia really enjoyed her company. Finally, they'd finished their breakfast and Amelia got a coffee to go. The two headed back toward their cars.

"So...do you mind if I have your phone number?" She asked Miranda. "Would you want to hang out sometime before next class?"
 
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