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    Cardiovascular Activity chapter 1 of 1

    I have noticed you here before – running along the same path that I use almost daily. Today it seems we’ve set a similar pace and we’re running almost side-by-side. You fall into stride beside me.

     

    "Mind if I run with you? The distance always goes faster with a running partner," you ask. Your long dark hair is tied back in a neat pony-tail, which only serves to expose the definition of your facial features to me.

     

    "Not at all, I welcome the company," I respond. I wonder to myself if you would have approached me if I had been plugged into a music source, as is my habit.

     

    "I like your earring." You are referring to the pride rings in the gold hoop of my left ear.

     

    I smile in response, as we continue at a rather brisk pace. I feel as if I have to push myself a little harder when I have competition. And you are proving to be competition indeed.

     

    The conversation is light-hearted throughout the rest of the run as we circle the park and end up back at the entrance. I decide to act on the attraction I’ve been feeling ever since I first saw you, months earlier.

     

    "Feel like coming over to my place? It’s not far from here," I suggest, trying to be nonchalant.

     

    "Sure, as long as I can shower there – I can’t run this far without cleaning up afterward."

     

    "Of course, I have the same habit."

     

    We walk the remaining couple of blocks to my house. I get the key that’s tied to my shoelace and open the door. As soon as we’re inside, I feel I can’t wait a moment longer. I move closer to you tentatively. I put one hand on your hip as I approach you. For a brief moment, I fear that you’re just a pleasant stranger who complimented me on an earring you though was kind of unusual. Before I can lose my nerve, you reach over and pull me towards you.

     

    "I think we both know why I’m here," you state simply.

     

    You approach me for our first kiss. We are close enough to make contact but I see you smile at me with your brilliant smile. Finally our lips touch. Gentle and innocent at first, I feel your lips part. I didn’t think it would remain innocent for long. I run my tongue along your bottom lip and feel your tongue move out against mine. My mind racing, I finally pull away from the long deep kiss.

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    Comments

    1. OMFG!!!!!!!!!!Please don’t even think about telling us you are running out of idea….That was incredible…..Think I am serious need of a cold shower *walks away seriously debating going for a jog….like NOW!*

    2. .. . .. . .. Fuck .. . .. . You are pure midnight evil girl, this was dangerous to wake up to ! Good job I am training hard in an hour !!
      Very well written, it feels real, almost.
      Thank you Swim.

    3. HOT HOT HOT! I’ve been telling myself lately that I should go jogging, now this just the inspiration I needed. Too bad it’s 2:30am and I can’t go out now, but a cold shower might be a good idea.

    4. holy f***. you dont think you do nc-17s very well and your out of ideas. wrong. what a nice way to end the day. love your stories nd writing. again, real soon.

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