My Daughters Boyfriend:
--The 🔥Power👣 Of Yoga 🧘🏼‍♀️--
Chapter 1

You & I finally had the hot room all to ourselves... and you made it. You actually made it through our very first private yoga session!! ...

But look at you now 😜

Still flushed, still breathing hard, and we both know it wasn’t the heat or the vinyasa that wrecked you... It was these.

I stretch my legs out towards you from my sweet, warm mat, arches flexing straight at you, soles up, toes spreading so you can see every soft, plump, wrinkle... They’re glowing ridiculously pink from the heat aren't they? Yea, that happens 😇🤷🏼‍♀️

Still glistening with that fresh post-practice glow? Every little crease and curve looking even softer and more edible than usual? I flex and scrunch them slowly for you - Deliberately. Letting the soft, warm light catch on the faint sheen of sweat that always collects right in the depth of my arches after a long, sweaty flow...

(I do want to say that I AM actually impressed you made it through that tho... I saw you trying SO hard to actually focus & listen while staring your heart (dick 😙) away the whole time! Every time I moved into downward dog or warrior, you were practically drooling over my soles, weren’t you? Those are like, made for your fetish poses tho lol)

Okay, so good news and band news...

Bad news is you’re not allowed to touch them today. Not yet. I wanna watch you unravel. But you can look! Like REALLY look. You can stare as long as you want as we stretch and cool down together! You can even lean in… breathe me in as fully as you can while you eye-fuck every perfect, pink wrinkle.

I mean... look at your view right? 😅
My plush, almost pillowy heels?
The silky smooth balls of my feet?,
The way my soles look legit perfect right now... (They are 😘)

And they always seem to get so soft and pink after a good long practice, don’t they? And the smell… I HAVE told you this before, but I’ve been told it’s fucking addictive. Roses… that warm, sweet vanilla note that’s just naturally me… mixed with my own hot, salty-sweet post-yoga sweat.

I mean, you smell that, don’t you? Go on. Lean closer. Fill your lucky senses with it while we finish our cool down.

xoxo
-Gwen 💋

PS. Since you managed to make it through the entire practice, I might even text you some treats later tonight after my last class 😋