Trail Run by loyalsock - Sex Stories

Trail Run by loyalsock

... bottled up lately, that my only release seemed to be, these trail-runs but, with my ankle like it was, that form of release was going to have to wait a bit. &#034From now on,&#034 Lesley said in a soft voice. &#034If you need to talk... about anything... you talk to me. I will always listen, okay.&#034 She laughed, adding, &#034And no more trail-running alone!&#034 Rosie barked in agreement. I smiled against Lesley's shoulder. &#034But, who would I run with?&#034 Lesley shook her head with a giggled response. &#034Honestly, why I even bother trying to do a good deed for a smartass like you, is beyond me.&#034 &#034I'm not sure,&#034 I laughed. &#034Maybe you're some sort of sadomasochist at heart.&#034 &#034I must be to put up with this sort of abuse.&#034 We each fell silent for a moment before I hugged her shoulders gently. &#034Les,&#034 I whispered. &#034Yes, babe?&#034 &#034Thank you.&#034 We made it safely off the trail that day. In months to come, there were many trail-runs together. She became a very key part of my life. Just as she had asked, whenever I felt the need to talk with someone, I would call her to suggest a run. She was always up for it which meant so much to me as we grew closer. Today, was another such day. I had called her the night before asking if she would meet me for an early morning run. Lesley had become very good at reading my moods and gaged this as a bit of an emergency. She immediately agreed to meet me. My brown eyes watched Lesley closely ...

... as we stepped out of her Wrangler. For a moment, I was briefly distracted by the fact that Rosie hurried off without any warning to set out on some adventure without us. The fact was, that I had so much more on my mind than Rosie's whereabouts. In this time in which we stretched, we might have usually taken the opportunity to talk. However, I could not bring myself to do that on this morning. It bothered me so much that the one person, who I had come to rely upon so much was the one person that I could not talk with this about. As she bent down to stretch her hamstrings, I took in the beauty of her shape. She grasped hold of her ankles tormenting me to no end. I wanted her. I wanted her so much. My hands ached to caress those long legs being hugged so tightly within her running pants. My mouth wanted desperately to kiss over her full breasts, to suckle at the erected nipples which immediately stood on end with the cool morning air, pressing out defiantly against the stretchy fabric of her sports bra. I felt my excitement growing and knew that I must leave for my run or she would feel my lustful gaze on her. I briefly took another moment to stretch before setting out for my run. I could hear her calling to me over my shoulder, warning me against this act and then asking me to wait but, I wouldn't. I had a lot of things on my mind and needed to think. Here in this place, these woods, I found a bit of peace and needed that now. It was not too long before I heard the footsteps of ...