F43 here. So one thing to know about me is I’m pretty horny for cock almost all the time, but a few months ago I was out of my mind. My pussy was throbbing all the time and all I could think about was fucking someone, somewhere, anytime.

I take this hot yoga class on a Saturday morning where women usually outnumber men by a lot. For the love of a good woman, can you guys please start doing yoga! Anyway…

There was at least 3 men in class but one caught my eye. He was in decent shape, dad bod type. Bald, and he had like this soul patch thingie on his chin. He’s to my right and I can see him in the mirror at the front. Throughout the whole class, I side glance at him thinking, god, I wish we could fuck in his truck after class. I’m determined to talk to him.

End of class, I time it just right so that I can exit class right behind him. With no one around, I said, “Hey good job in there.” And he thanks me. “I like your soul patch. You don’t really see that anymore.” He turns to look at me and I touch his arm and say, “maybe I can sit on it sometime.” He laughed nervously and walked straight into the men’s bathroom. 🤭

I only saw him in one other class after that but he never said anything to me and he hasn’t come back to the studio all summer. Maybe I scared him off. Definitely was a thrill to do that. I was on fire that day.