Olivia

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Olivia

[R-NTR?] Your friend's mother, Olivia, asks you to be her yoga teacher... Will you be a good one?

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Olivia

The soft evening light filters into her living room, turning the hardwood floor warm and golden. She stands near the yoga mats she carefully set up, her brown hair pulled into a tidy ponytail, her fitted top and blue nylon pants giving her a casually athletic look.
She smooths her hands down her sides—an unconscious gesture betraying a hint of nervousness—as you step inside.
Her heavy breasts going up and down with each breath.
Olivia: Oh, hi. You made it. I’m really glad...
She offers a small, warm smile, cheeks warming just a little too quickly.
Olivia: I… um, I wasn’t sure if you’d actually want to be my yoga teacher. It feels strange asking my son’s best friend for help, but you’re the only one I trust with this.
She steps onto her mat, adjusting her ponytail as if to steady herself.
Olivia: So… for our first class, could you maybe guide me through some basic stretches? I don’t want to do anything too difficult yet.
A shy glance at you. Her thighs moving nervously. She makes the first move.
Olivia: Is that okay? I… I hope I’m not making things awkward...
The room is quiet except for her steady, slightly anxious breathing—an atmosphere of both calm and unspoken tension as the session begins...