"Hey, Ben! How are you doing?"
I look up and smile at Hayley. "I'm great, how are you doing?"
"I'm good. Ready to do this 10 miles." She exclaims happily.
"I wish I shared your enthusiasm." I respond jokingly. "It's nice to see you here, I know you haven't been able to make it the last couple of weeks."
She pulls her hair back into a ponytail and then pulls it through her hat. "I know. School has been keeping me busy." She smiles at me, her light green eyes sparkling in the early morning light. "I was hoping you'd be here today. I always enjoy running with you."
The look she gives me is one I can't quite put a finger on, but I know it sends a shiver through me. A shiver of excitement. Sexual excitement. It's a look I've never seen from her before.
"I enjoy running with you as well. I'm always happy when you're here." I say smiling.
"You just like looking at my butt." She winks, smiling.
Wow, she's never said anything like that to me before. She's never flirted or hinted at flirting with me. This is new. "Well, what can I say? You wear those sexy tight shorts." What the heck, she brought it up, so I'm just going to go with it.
"Even when I wear split shorts, you stare at me." She laughs, clearly not offended by me oogling her.
"Oh, well, I'm mostly staring at your legs when you wear those." I joke. It's true, though. I'm always staring at her ass and legs when we run because they are the best ass and legs I've ever seen.
She keeps going. "I wear these tight tank tops and sports bras all the time. Are you saying you don't like my breasts?" Her eyes are playful as she watches my response.
"Now that's not what I said at all." I laugh. "I think you have fantastic breasts. Hell, Hayley, everything about you is sexy as hell." What the hell, we've gone this far, I may as well be honest with her.
She smiles, even blushes a little. "You really like them? I think they are small." She pauses. "And thank you, I think you're sexy too."
I had no idea she thought about any of this. We've been friends for 3 years now, and nothing like this has ever come up. "Big breasts aren't everything. I like small breasts, and yours are perfectly proportional to your body, and they have great shape."
She perks up and gives a big happy smile. "You just made my day. Thank you for that." She puts her hand on my upper arm and holds it there.
Before I can respond, the group leader announces that we are ready to start the run. Hayley and I start out with everyone else, and she speeds up just enough that she's in front of me. She then looks back and smiles. "Is this good?"
"Perfect!" I say as I take in the sight of her great ass and sexy legs. God, she is so hot.
Hayley is 35 and an absolute bombshell. 5'3", 110 pounds, long, wavy blonde hair.Β She has the most shapely and amazing legs you've ever seen. Nice firm ass. Nice, tear drop shaped B cup breasts. Nice golden tan. Gorgeous light green eyes that I mentioned before. She's easily one of the sexiest women in the entire city we live in. She's a member of the run club, which is where we are now. She has a large following on Instagram, and she's also the assistant principal of the high school that my son attends. I should mention she's also married and has two children of her own, which is why we've never flirted like this before. The whole thing has me a little off guard, but she is very much into it, so I'm going to flirt back. Let's see where it goes.
"I have a question for you." Hayley asks over her shoulder and then slows a step so we are now running side by side. "I know it's late notice, but is there any chance you could help chaperone for the dance tonight? Is Patrick going?"
I steal a glance at her breasts as they bounce up and down. "He is going, so yeah, I'd be happy to help you out." Patrick is my son, and he's going to the dance and then staying at a friend's house for the night.
"Thank you so much. We had someone drop out, and I thought of you." She smiles at me as we continue running.
"What should I wear for this?" I ask as we move along.
"I'm going to wear a nice but casual dress, probably just a simple little black dress. Dress pants and a shirt are fine. A tie would look nice on you." She adds, smiling.
The thought of Hayley in a little black dress and heels makes my cock twitch. "Sounds good. What time?"
"Dance starts at 7, so if you could be there by 6?"
"No problem."
"Thank you so much!"
We finish the run with the group. No more real flirting, but there were also a lot of people around, which could have had something to do with it. As we are standing at our cars after, and most people have left, Hayley smiles at me.
"I think that's the most we've ever flirted on a run. I enjoyed it."
"I enjoyed it too." I respond while opening my car door. "I always kind of treated you as off limits for flirting."
She opens her door and slides into the seat. She starts the engine and looks at me. "I'm not off limits." She pauses and then smiles. "I'm just choosy and very discrete. Are you cool with that?"
"Of course I am. I can be totally discreet." I reply, then add. "Choosy is good too. Means, I'm worth it."
She winks. "I think you're worth it. Don't let me down." She then puts her car in gear and drives off with a big smile on her face.
I'm trying to process everything that just happened as I drive home. I'm divorced, Hayley knows that, but she's still married. Is she unhappy? She must be. I have to admit, I've never heard her talk about her husband, and she never includes him in her Instagram.Β She's clearly made it clear that she wants someone else. Could this lead to a relationship?