After she'd sucked me (and a stranger) off, naked, in a restaurant bathroom I'd wanted to see my Tinder match Sue again.
[When are you available? I'd like to see you again]
I was pretty sure she'd understand what I meant by "see."
A little while later she texted me back.
]I'm pretty busy at the weekend, but you could join me on one of my activities[
[Like?]
]Yoga?[
How would we have sex at yoga?
[Eh, no, I'm not interested in yoga[
]The gym?[
Same problem.
[No]
]Running?[
That had possibilities.
[Certainly]
We agreed to meet in an out of the way wooded area where we could probably have some fun.
I got there before she did. I took a glance around and sat skimming my phone until I saw her car pull into the parking lot. I got out and went and opened her door for her.
"Hello there."
"Hello yourself," she said as she got out.
We embraced, kissing briefly.
"Shall we?" she asked, pointing to the trail.
"After you," I said.
She jogged off and I caught up to run alongside her.
After a few minutes I accelerated then turned around to run backwards.
"Too slow for you? I have a long way to go," she said.
"I just wanted to watch your tits bounce," I told her. "Shame I can't see anything under that shirt."
As she was running, she pulled her shirt off. She was wearing a sports bra. Boo.
"Here," I said, "give it to me."
She handed it over and I put it in one of my shorts pockets.
"Better?" she said.
"Not really," I said, stopping. "Your sports bra is holding them down."
She stopped too.
"Oh my," she said, "what could I do about that?"
"You could take your bra off."
"I could, yes, but I don't want to run like that, it'll hurt after a while."
"Tell you what," I suggested, "you take your bra off, and run up a little ways, then run back, just so I can see, then put your bra back on."
"I'll tell you what, if I run up there," she pointed to the next corner, "and back, topless, you get to do it bottomless. So I can see your balls bouncing around."
I followed her pointing up the trail.
"Deal."
"And I want you to take pictures with my phone, so I can show my husband."
"OK," I said.
She hand one of those arm bands holding her phone around her bicep and she took it out and handed it to me. I took pictures as she took her sports bra off and gave it to me.
"Take off the phone thing, too," I said, "it looks odd."
She took it off and handed it over as well.
"Here I go," she said.
She ran up to the corner and back, tits bouncing around. I took pictures the whole way.
"How was that?"
"That was great," I said handing her bra and phone stuff back.
"Don't put it back on yet," I said.
I undid my shorts and stepped out of them. I pulled my underpants down. I left my clothes on the floor.
"Hold your shirt up, or I won't see anything, and you'll have to do it again," she said.
I pulled my shirt up a bit and tied a loose knot in it.
"Will this do?" I asked as I twirled around.
"Almost," she said, handing me her phone again.
She took hold of my cock and squatted down front of me, jacking it slowly. She looked up at me and I pointed the phone at her. She put it in her mouth and ran her tongue over the head, sucking it until it was hard.
She let go and stood up, taking her phone back.
"That's better."
I jogged up and back on the trail with my cock swinging around. She was laughing at me.
I got back, laughing too.
"That's not fair," I pointed out, "you got to see my butt too."
"I'm sure you have a plan to rectify that."
"Take your shorts off," I told her.