Jo was a married woman in her early thirties.
she lived with her husband, who was a couple of years older than her.
Peter travelled a lot for work and was on a good wage, meaning Jo didn't have to work. But she worked part-time to fill some of her time and to have some of her own money.
The house they shared was in a small, quite sul de sac.
All detached with front and back gardens and driveways.
There were areas of green lawns and woodland around them.
Jo's normal route was to start with a run, shower, breakfast, and then whatever she had planned for the day.
it was the start of summer, and Peter had just left for another business trip.
Jo started her day like any other
she got dressed into her running clothes.
sports cropped top,leggings, headphones, and trainers.
She left the house and headed off for her run.
Everything was as normal.
Her run took her along the lawned area around some of the houses and then through a woodland area back to the house.
Each time, she stopped at the house opposite and then walked across the road back to hers.
Today, after her run, Jo stopped outside her neighbours.
panting for breath, she looked at her watch for her time. same as yesterday.
then she heard a voice.
" Morning Jo,"
it was John, her elderly neighbour. he was in his driveway.
He must have been late sixties, early seventies.
his hair was thinning, and he had a bit of a belly.
But harmless enough. So Jo thought.
"Hiya John,"
Jo knew she was sweaty and just wanted to get in the shower.
John, on the other hand, wanted to make small talk so he could let his eyes take in Jo's figure.
She was athletic, lightly tanned, blonde short hair. Her top showed off her flat stomach and her C cup breasts.
As he looked at her, he could see the sweat glisten on her skin and the darker parts of her top where the sweat had soaked in.
He could even make out the two faint bumps under the material.
After a brief conversation, Jo crossed the road back home. all the while John watched. taking in how tight her leggings were to her thighs and how he could see her thong through the fabric as they disappeared into her pert bum.
He knew he was staring, and he didn't care.
The next morning started the same way.
The warm weather even hotter than yesterday and the temperature was due to increase as the week went on.
Jo set off for her run, making her way round she could feel the sweat pouring down.
Jo stopped just short of John house and started walking towards it, trying to catch her breath.
"Morning Jo. Hot, isn't it?"
"Hi John,Yes, it is. im all sweaty. "
" Well, you're looking great."John complimented.
John was staring again, looking at her stomach, toned and shiny.
Her top wet from perspiration, nipples protruding more than yesterday.
Even the waistband of her leggings was damp.
Again, he made small talk. keeping her there so he could look at her body, imagining what she looked like naked. thinking of how he would like to touch her. squeeze her ass and suck on her nipples.
As Jo talked to John, she could see his eyes keep dropping.
she knew what he was doing. Yet he was so blatant.
"Perhaps you will need to get some shorts. it's only going to get hotter,"
John said to Jo's chest. then looking up at her face.
" i think you're right," Jo said.
"You could show off those gorgeous legs," He said before giving
a little grin and heading inside.
Jo felt a little shocked by his comment.
But he was walking away, and she had no quick comeback.
She walked home and kicked off her trainers and ran up the stairs, removing her clothes as she went.
Until she was naked in her bedroom, heading into the en suite and into the shower.
letting the warm water mix with the image of John looking at her boobs.
He was so blatant, creepy even. Yet Jo kept thinking about it. wondering what it would be like to show her neighbour her boobs.
Was she grossed out or excited by it.
However, she felt she did take longer than normal in the shower. dreaming and then removing every bit of hair from her body.
Jo woke up and got ready for her run. But this time, she made an effort on what she was wearing
on went the red sports bra top.
then the matching tight running briefs. no underwear today
Jo was now running late. she had taken longer than expected to get ready.
She rushed out the door and went straight into her run.
it was hot and she was making up time.
but she could feel her briefs riding up her bottom.
When Jo got to the woodland, she stopped and looked around. Then her adjusted her briefs, pulling them out from between her cheeks.
Then she lifted her top a little and fanned herself.
Now ready to carry on, she sped up to finish outside John's house.
"Hello Jo,"
she looked over to see John quickly coming out of his front door.
He rushed over to her.
"Look at you, You look great,"
John's eyes were looking over Jo again.
"Wow and those briefs. look at those legs, stunning. "
Jo could see him looking at her pussy.
John didn't try to hide it.
She felt her nipples start to harden at the blatant staring at her groin.
John raised his gaze to take in her belly button and toned flat stomach.
Then his eyes continued up her body to stop and linger on her boobs.
Her red top was sticking to her curves showing her c cup breasts and her nipples seemed to be sticking out growing as he watched until they were erect and showing as if they wanted to burst through the thin material.
Jo couldn't believe he was doing this and she was letting him do it.
he eventually looked at her face.
Then he rubbed his chin and looked at her boobs again.
"why don't you turn around so i can see those shorts?"
Jo was shocked by what he had said but only managed an " alright "
she did as she was told, But didn't know why.
"these briefs are amazing they really show off that amazing ass. And no tan line, You must have small bikini bottoms?
Then she felt him touch the top of her briefs pulling the waistband down and out letting him see the top of her arse cheeks.
Jo gasped. embarrassed by his actions.
"There it is, wow that is a small tan line. Looks like you use a piece of string. "
She couldn't believe what he was saying.
Jo protested. it wasn't so much the touching, but it was in the street. in public. What if another neighbour saw.
his hand touch her ass cheek, then ran it down to her inner thigh.
That was enough for Jo. She couldn't let this go any further, what would he husband think and with that she started to leave.
"just thought i would help. so you don't have to adjust yourself again in the woods."
Jo was shocked. she thought no one had seen her.
then it fell into place. his bedroom over looked the woods. thats why he was rushing to see her, he had been upstairs.
"dirty old man " she thought to herself as she went home.
The next morning Jo got herself ready for her run.
She wore a tight white cropped top and matching running briefs and trainers.
Nothing else.
She checked the time. She was early. So she waited until the right time and headed out the door.
Jo was running but all she could think about was John checking her out.
Again her brief where riding up as she ran.
and as she neared the woods she thought it must look like she was wearing a thong.
Jo got to the woods. the same area as yesterday. She put her hands on her waist, had a breather and looked around.
Again she could see no one. Same as yesterday. Then she looked up at Johns window.
He was there watching.
Pretending not to notice. Jo lent forward taking the bottom of her crop top and raising it to wipe the sweat from her face.
This action momentarily showed Jo's nipples exposing them to the daylight.
But it was only a flash.
