The brisk air felt so good as Todd and I ran in the early-morning sun. We had been running together for over six months now and enjoyed each other's company and the strenuous exercise.
With the approach of summer, I was running now in skimpy nylon running shorts and a sports bra. Somehow, it felt slightly sinful to be wearing so little clothes and having so much skin showing. But it felt good too.
But I have to be honest . . . what felt really good was running with Todd. Todd was my age, 35, and in great shape. His body was toned and with his piercing blue eyes, devilish smile, and sandy colored hair, he was very attractive. I'm talking, make-me-wet attractive! Todd and I, though, are married . . . just not to each other. My husband and his wife aren't into exercising at all, which is fine with us.
"Holding up?" Todd asked me after two miles along on our route, breathing a little heavily.
"Yep, doin' fine," I replied, looking over at Todd and smiling. Mmmmm, he was wearing those blue nylon running shorts I liked so much and his t-shirt was tight against his muscular chest.
We continued on our run and after three miles headed back home.
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"Whew, that was a good run. Think it was a faster pace than usual?" I asked Todd as we sat on my deck.
"I think so. At least it sure felt like it; I'm whipped!" Todd said with a smile.
We sat back in the deck chairs relaxing and catching our breath. Todd had his long legs stretched out in front of him and the delicious bulge in his nylon shorts was very noticeable. I could make out the outline of his thick cock, even the pronounced head, pressed against the nylon.
Damn, I thought to myself. I need to fuck my husband Tom bad! It had been over a week since Tom and I had fucked and I was getting really horny. I knew sometime today I'd have to get out Ranger, my trusty vibrator, and have a huge orgasm!
"So how are things with Stacy?" I asked Todd. Stacy was Todd's wife and my best friend.
Looking over at me with those sky-blue eyes, Todd replied, "Pretty good."
I could detect a slight hesitation in his voice. "Just pretty good?" I asked.
"Jen, we've known each other for a long time, haven't we?" Todd asked.
"Sure," I responded.
"Well, to be honest, I'm a little frustrated. Our sex life hasn't been as good as it once was. Hell, I remember the time when I'd get home from work and Stacy would attack me. There were many nights when we'd just do it standing up against the wall, not even undressing! I'd just ease up her skirt or slip off her jeans, move her panties aside, and slide right in her."
Mmmmm, god, did that image get to me. Todd and Stacy fucking desperately against the wall, gasping and hunching against each other! I could feel my pussy lips starting to pout and become slippery. Man, did I ever want to fuck!
"Well, you're not exactly that age anymore and sex kinda diminishes after time," I said.
"I know," Todd said, "but it's just that once every few weeks seems way too diminished for me."
"Mmmmmm, well if it's any consolation, I know what you're feeling. Tom and I haven't had sex in over a week. Our sex life might be a little more frequent than yours, but not by much," I replied. "I'm kinda embarrassed to say this, but it's a good thing I have my handy-dandy vibrator to ease the tension."
Todd just grinned at me and after a few seconds I turned a bright red! Damn him . . . he could really get to me.
"Jen, a vibrator? Do those really produce nice orgasms?"
"God, Todd, you have no idea! Sometimes I'll use it and try not to cum, to prolong it. I'll last about two minutes and then I'm totally humping against it! And I just have to cum!!"
I flushed again, realizing what I had said. Todd was a very good friend, but still!
Glancing down again, I saw the definite outline of Todd's cock against his shorts. Much harder now, it looked so damn good to me. I wanted to reach over and gently squeeze him, to stroke up and down his hard shaft, to tease over the soft head. Fuck, did I ever!
Todd must have read my mind, because he just gave me one of his smiles, maintaining eye contact with me until I had to look away. That just made me wetter, my cunt lips now full and wanting.
"Jen, do you mind getting your vibrator? I'd like to see it. Stacy has always said she'd be way too embarrassed to ever get one, but I'd like to see the one you have."
Should I, I thought to myself. This could be dangerous, to get something that has given me such pleasure and something that makes me cum so powerfully . . . to get it and show it to this delicious man who was making me hornier and hornier!
Maybe if I just got it and showed it to him and that would be all. It might be fun to tease him a little with it. It was this flirting we did around each other that was such a part of our friendship.
"Sure, no problem," I said, getting up. "Don't go anywhere."