Clara moved through her yoga poses gracefully, her body glistening with sweat as she breathed deeply. She had no idea that her roommate Emily was watching her from behind the slightly ajar door, hidden in the shadows. Emily's breaths were shallow and fast as she watched Clara's every move, her fingers teasing her clit in time with Clara's breaths. Clara shifted into a downward dog pose, her yoga pants stretching taut against her toned legs and ass.

Emily let out a soft moan as she saw the outline of Clara's pussy lips through the fabric, and she rubbed her clit harder. Clara moved into a pigeon pose, her back arching sensually, her body glistening with sweat under the light . Emily watched from the shadows, hidden behind a pillar, her eyes fixed hungrily on Clara's lithe figure. She couldn't help but feel a tingle of arousal spreading through her body, her fingers twitching with the urge to touch herself. As Clara moved into a downward-facing dog, her tight yoga pants clinging to her curves, Emily's hand slipped down the front of her own shorts. She gasped softly as her fingers made contact with her slick folds, already wet with desire.

With one hand still clasping the pillar, Emily used the other to stroke herself, her movements slow and teasing as she watched Clara's every move. As Clara transitioned into a warrior pose, her body twisting and stretching in ways that made Emily's head spin, she couldn't hold back any longer. She slid her hand down further, parting her lips and circling her clit with two fingers. Her eyes never left Clara, even as her breathing grew heavy and her moans grew louder. She could feel her body tightening with each stroke, her hips bucking against her hand as she teetered on the brink of release. Just as Clara moved into a final resting pose, Emily let out a sharp cry, her body convulsing with pleasure as she came hard against her own hand. She collapsed against the pillar, panting and sweating, as Clara remained blissfully unaware of the show she had unwittingly put on. As Emily regained her composure and adjusted her clothing, she couldn't help but wonder how long she could keep up this secret obsession with her gorgeous roommate.

As Clara's yoga clothes clung to her every curve, Emily couldn't help but feel a new stirring deep within. She watched in awe as Clara stretched and twisted, her movements graceful and sensual. Emily couldn't help but imagine how Clara's body would feel against hers, the smoothness of her skin, the warmth of her breath on her neck. As Clara finished her routine, she slowly lowered herself to the ground, her legs spreading wide. Emily's heart skipped a beat as she watched Clara's fingers glide smoothly over her pussy, her eyes closing in pleasure. Emily couldn't resist the urge to touch herself too, her fingers tracing the outline of her own sex.

Feeling emboldened, Clara reached up and slowly began to peel off her tight yoga clothes, revealing more and more of her luscious body with each tantalizing movement. Emily couldn't take her eyes off her roommate's body, every inch of her naked skin calling out to her. As Clara's breathing became more ragged and her moans grew louder, Emily's fingers moved faster and faster, her own orgasm building quickly. She imagined herself there with Clara, their bodies intertwined in ecstasy, their moans of pleasure filling the air. Finally, as Clara's body began to convulse in orgasm, Emily let out a scream of pleasure, her own orgasm exploding through her body. Her eyes fluttered open to find Clara looking straight at her, a sly smile playing on her lips. Emily's heart raced as she wondered how long Clara had known she was there, watching. But then Clara simply closed her eyes again, a look of contentment on her face, and Emily realized that it didn't matter. The moment had been shared, and it was one she would never forget.