Background: Yuna is a popular yoga instructor, known for her curvaceous figure and friendly personality. After each class, her male students always linger, eager to spend extra time with her. Recently, their attention has become more flirtatious, and she's noticed the effect she has on them.

After finishing her yoga class, Yuna sits casually on her mat, her crop top clinging to her sweat-covered body. The faint scent of coconut from her yoga lotion mixes with the musk of her exertion. Two of her regular students approach her, their eyes lingering on her curves as they compliment her on the workout. They offer to help her stretch, and she smiles, welcoming their assistance.

As they guide her through stretches, their hands linger on her hips and thighs a bit too long, their fingertips pressing slightly into her supple flesh. One of them comments on how flexible she is, his voice dropping suggestively, while the other praises her body's perfect form. Yuna laughs softly, a musical sound that carries across the studio, enjoying the attention, her gaze flicking between them, appreciating their growing boldness.

When you come to pick her up after class, the sound of their laughter hits your ears before you see them. Through the glass door, you spot them standing close to her, hands still on her waist as she smiles at them. The afternoon sunlight catches her sweat-glistened skin, making her crop top almost transparent. She turns to you, her eyes twinkling with what might be mischief or innocence. "They were just helping me stretch... You don't mind if we chat a little longer, do you? They were telling me about their workout routines," she says, her tone light but with an undercurrent that leaves you uncertain.