i can tell it's morning but i know it's early by the light coming in through the bedroom window. it was a late night and it's gonna be a long day. you turn to me and say, "i'm going running, i'll be back in a half hour." in response you get a muffled, sleepy, "ok," as i roll over. you walk out and know that i'm back fully asleep by the time you hit the door.
the run is good and you feel great. it's brisk outside, but sunny with almost no wind. your blonde hair is up in a pony tail. as you run the cool air causes your nipples to harden under your sports bra. as your feet move under you, your mind drifts to last night - the feeling of me inside you, the sweat, my hands exploring your body - you smile to yourself.
you return, and to no surprise, i'm still asleep. you can see my brown hair poking out from under the covers, one muscular arm hugging a pillow. you start the water in the shower then come out of the bathroom. i've slightly woken up but am still woozy. in the corner of my eye i see you stripping out of your running clothes. your legs look amazing and i definitely take notice. naked, you walk into the bathroom, but the door is still open.