It was a nice cool spring morning. Dee who is 5'3, 38DD with a curvy figure and her boyfriend have been planning this for weeks, exercising and getting in shape.
It's a 2 hour drive to the event. He's in black running pants and a tight black T-shirt. Dee in hot pink spandex shorts with a matching low cut sports bra that he bought for her. She thinks it's a little small because of the way her boobs pop out the top but she knows he likes that... She is wearing a zip up hoodie till it warms up. She figures she'll be warm enough once it starts.
Not a lot of talking going on. They're both going over their game plan on their heads. This is the 3rd time going to this event. She really wants to last longer than 20 minutes this time.
Last year she was doing really good. She thought she lost him but she forgot about the other hunters and ran right into the path of one. Her placard said only her partner can touch her. After implying she was playing it too safe Dee changed it so anyone can touch her. She really hopes this wasn't a mistake.
They get there and she takes her jacket off. She sees him staring at her chest. She loves that they can distract him so easily. The cool air makes her nipples erect and she sees him lost in her body. Dee turns around to needlessly re-tie her shoes keeping her knees straight. She hears him say "Damn" under his breath.
Her plan worked. She sees his bulge appear underneath his pants. Hoping that will slow him down a bit. She walks past him and runs her hand over it "Good luck out there" with a devilishly evil grin on her face.
She makes her way over to the "Prey" starting line. She looks back seeing him adjust himself while staring at her ass. The other prey were dressed similarly. Dee starts stretching waiting for the starters gun.
BANG!! Off they go. Last year, 4 all got caught at once, pretty embarrassing for them. The hunter came back like he just won the Superbowl. Dee peeled off on a new route through the woods.