I tied on my running shoes and waved at my finacé before I left. Jogging wasn't my thing but it was Ethan's and I hadn't seen him in almost a week. I had seen him around, of course, but while my fiancé was working in town, we kept our distance.
Knowing he would be running this evening, I told my fiancé I was going out for a quick run.
He glanced at me and took in my body, clad in tight dark blue knee-length running pants, black running shoes and a bright blue top, a totally sleeveless affair and sporting some cleavage. My hair was in a bun today and I hadn't bothered with makeup.
My fiancé nodded appreciatively and I left the house. The kids were going to bed and he could deal with that. My mind was already working my body into a frenzy, thinking of Ethan's hands on me, his mouth on mine and his cock inside of me.
I felt very sexy in this outfit, which left little to the imagination. It showed off all my hard work through the last months and I was particularly proud of my round, perky butt when wearing these pants.
Running down the street, I headed towards the forest path popular for runners. I kept my hands up and close to my body, my breasts bouncing pleasingly.
The trees enveloped me and I watched my step. I knew his route, he had sent it to me earlier this morning, along with the time he would be running. There weren't many people running at this hour but a tall man did pass me with a curt 'evening' which I scrambled to reply.
Finally, I saw a familiar set of wide shoulders and long hair standing out of an old baseball cap. He wore black on black today, somewhat hiding his strength. He was heading off to a lesser-used trail and I increased my speed to catch up.
I passed a woman heading back the way Ethan was going and I felt my excitement heighten. We might get caught and the thought was making me felt wet and naughty.
I passed Ethan with a smile and a casual 'hi'. He caught up with me and kept my pace rather than set his own. He smiled at me and ran his eyes over me before biting his fist. I was starting to warm properly from the running but we still pushed on a bit further. Ethan's hand touched my ass occasionally, a light caress, followed by a sigh.
We came down a short hill, meeting a pair of women running back and Ethan took my arm after they passed us. He lifted a leafy branch up and pulled me in after him. We walked off the trail for a few moments, passing three large trees before Ethan turned to me.
We were in a small spot free of trees and bushes, partly hidden from the road. His hand went around my waist and he kissed me, hard and needy.
