I ran out of breath and exhilaration all of that same time. Glancing down at my watch I thought to myself, anytime now he should running by. God, what an incredible sight to watch. I had never experienced the "burn" while jogging. Only the feeling of tightness in my long tanned muscular legs. Suddenly I was reminded of something else, how horny I got when running.
And that sensation crept up to my aroused pointed nipples and ran all the way down to my clit. Deep in thought of how unsettled erotically I was, he came out of nowhere suddenly moving past me like every day. He was everything that I could have imagined in a man, good height, athletic, and one hell of a sexy good-looking hunk. He would always give me a flamboyant smile, a twinkle of deep blue eyes and keep his steady pace. I would purposely slow down to watch his enticing ass work their muscles under the black scant shorts. My own brilliant green cat eyes watching those tanned legs take long straddling strides further away.
Except, this morning he stopped just a little before me and jogged in place while I caught up beside him. Damn, I couldn't believe it. This gorgeous man was waiting for me. Our eyes locked intensely.
"Are you okay?" I asked in a bewildered tone.
A flirty sparkling smile crossed his face. "Yeah, just got a tight muscle."
Chuckling, my lips curled upward, "Well," I extended an invitation. "I've got a blanket over behind those trees," and pointed my finger towards the back of the park. I continued, "You want to rest and share some juice?"