Part 1
Like every morning for the last year I was up early running in the park a few blocks from my place. Very rare to see anyone else out and thought that when I turned the last corner and started my home stretch sprint and saw you running in front of me. I could see your long blonde ponytail bouncing with each step as the morning sun glistened off of it.
As I got closer I could see just the bottoms of your cute ass playing peek-a-boo under your top. I had seen lots of spandex outfits, most should have never been let out of the house, but yours looked painted on. The closer I got showed the definition in your very shapely legs and fabulous ass, my mind went off thinking about peeling you out of them. Amazed on how you could get them on.
I tried to soften my steps as I was hypnotized by the rhymnic movement of your ponytail and the left, right, up and down of each ass check as you kept moving. I could only hope your front matched the wonder of your back side.
Just as I came within a couple of strides, I moved to the left and made my courtesy "on your left" call and your foot landed on a rock and you went down, tumbling on the blacktop path. I tried to catch you as you screamed but missed and you landed on your knee and rolled off the path.
I stopped and ran over asking if you were ok. My question from earlier was answered as our eyes met. Your green eyes pierced right through me. I didnt want to look away. Yes, the front was even better than the back. You were kind of laughing saying how clumsy you were and told me you would be ok. We both looked down and you had tore the knee out of your light running pants and your knee was bleeding pretty good.
I looked on up your leg and the spandex outline your womanly mound. My heart rate started back up. My big head tried to get back to your knee but my little head wanted to keep looking. I had a bandana on that morning and I took it off my head and as I touched your leg to wrap your knee, you were still very warm and my nerves came alive. I looked back up and noticed how fitted your top was and I could see you had felt it also. Your nipples started to get hard showing under the spandex. Our eyes met again and I could feel my cock really trying to come to life. My mind was back to peeling you out of everything.
Quickly I told you we needed to clean your knee. You said you would be good and I told you I thought it was my fault coming up behind you like that and the least I could do was get you home. We limped you to your place even closer than mine.
Part 2
We got to my door, I was noticing the entire way home your strong broad frame and beautiful arms. I'm into arms...the firm defined muscles, not too big, nor small...just nice size and shape! I could feel how strong you were under your tight workout shirt. It sparked a little twitch between my legs and maybe some wetness also. You grew impatient waiting for me to hobble inside (or maybe you just wanted to show off) as you picked me up and carried me inside; reminiscent of a bride on her wedding night. I think you felt my ass with your forearm as you went to pick me up! Nice move.
I had my arms wrapped around your neck trying to hold on best I could. Even though you were sweating from you run, your scent was intoxicating. Rugged manly scent from your Axe body spray (which turns me the fuck on!!) mixed with your own pheromones. Impressive I thought to myself.
You headed over to my couch and set me down ever so gently. I reluctantly released my grip around your neck. Our eyes met again only this time we didn't break the stare. "Your eyes are the most beautiful shade of green." You whispered sweetly. I smiled, blushed and said "Thanks and yours are hazel/gray/blue gorgeous, but they don't look the same." You indicated that they change color when you are aroused by the opposite sex! Again smooth! "Sometimes one is a deeper color than the other."
I finally break the stare we are sharing so you don't think I'm being weird. You look down at me stand up straight, look around and you state you like my taste in style. A combination of antique furniture, motocross memorabilia and muscle car pics, some well maintained plants and animal pics too.
"Very interesting." you muse.
"I tend to surround myself with things I love. Life is too short to not have your favorite things close."
"So where can I find things to clean up your knee?" you asked.
Holy crap...I was so lost in our conversations I forgot about my knee. Which had now stopped bleeding and was slightly crusted over with blood.
"Oh, in the bathroom there are some washcloths and bandages in the vanity drawers." I watched you walk to the bathroom and craned my neck to watch you in the adorable jogging shorts! Wow your ass is amazing. You returned momentarily in with the supplies to make my knee feel better.
"I missed you." I said with a smile. I could really get use to having you around I thought to myself. Beautiful body and eyes AND a caring attitude. Triple threat!
Part 3
"Yeah, all the girls say that." I set back down beside you on the couch to reexamine your knee.
I said, "You know my first car was a '70 Chevelle SS."
You replied, "no way".
I said yep, "Great back seat." and looked up, our eyes met again and the fire sent shock waves through my body.
I thought to myself, I have run and cursed that trail for a year and now it all seemed worth it. As I touched your leg again that electricity started to fire up the 'little general' and I was trying to keep my excitement down knowing it would show through my jogging shorts.
I noticed your nipples getting a little hard again and then thought no fluke from earlier, you were feeling much the same as me. I looked back down to your knee and said, "We need to get you out of these crazy tight running pants so I can clean and bandage you up."
I grabbed a towel for you to cover up. "Let me turn around."
I could feel you raise up off the couch knowing they were coming off and in slow motion I could see you peeling them down, inch by inch, off your hips exposing your womanhood and down your firm legs. My cock was fighting to be noticed.
I was still caught up in that dream moment and you tapped me softly on the shoulder and said, "I'm ready."
I turned slowly and tried to keep my bulging shorts from your view. You had laid the towel over your legs about half way up your thighs. I thought your legs were beautiful.
I grinned, "That's better. Now this is probably going to sting a bit."
I carefully poured some hydrogen peroxide and you let out a soft ouch.