Post 209: Sunday - A Run in the Park

“hey….<pant, pant, gasp>...wait up!! Wait up!!” Scottie “Two Times” Hempsted had called, now lagging behind his two curvy running partners by twenty yards or more. He’d raised his labored voice loud enough to cause onlookers, people sitting in the park on this beautiful October Sunday afternoon, to turn their heads. “C’mon..! C’mon!! <pant, pant> Girls!!”

God they’re in really good shape, he marveled. Missy he’d known since high school (why she’d never agreed to date him, he still couldn’t figure out...wasn’t for his lack of trying haha), and Josie was a cute-as-hell friend of hers, worked with her. Younger by five years or so. Also not interested in him, he’d quickly come to discover.

“He really can’t keep up, can he?” Josie quipped, eyes still fixed on the paved path ahead but privately addressing the tall, well-built brunette jogging alongside her.

“No I guess not…” Melissa answered with a thin smile, herself also well-focused on the run, “I kinda knew he’d...have trouble…”

Scott Hempsted had been an athlete, they both knew that. He’d played baseball and basketball back when he and Missy were in High School together, and was always considered half a jock (the other half? wiseguy). He’d claimed to keep himself in good shape, since then, but was hurtin’ for certain today, four-and-a-half miles in.

“Should we let him catch up?” Melissa asked, barely breathing heavy. She’d never really considered herself a runner, but the time she’d spent recently on treadmills at Evolution during her testing sessions had shown her what she was capable of these days.

It was nineteen miles, up and down the riverwalk, just last Sunday.

And Josie was obviously no slouch either.

“C’mon!!” the younger, lithe woman called, suddenly turning around and bouncing on her feet, jogging backwards for a moment to call for their male counterpart, “Can’t you keep up with two girls???” Her long ponytail bounced along as well, right in time with the joggling of her chest, which she caught him - even from twenty yards away, even in his exhaustion - ogling. Two sports bras were necessary for sure, now, to keep things in order.

When Josie turned back around, she and Melissa’s gazes met for a second, and they both smiled secretly at each other.

“Faster,” Josie urged.

People on the benches, couples on blankets, heard the two giggling as they picked up their pace.

“Hey…!” Scottie could have been heard, from behind, “Hey!!”

“So, Missy…” Josie began, starting to breathe a bit heavier now. This was a longer run for her, but she’d been able to keep up surprisingly well so far. “You heard about what...Randi and the other girls did with him last night?”

That gave Melissa a start. “Ah haha yes,” she answered, narrowing her eyes and unconsciously picking up the pace even a bit more, “after I left the office, they had some fun.”

“Fun?” Josie laughed, as they ran into a shady grove of evergreens, “I heard Marisela basically raped him.”

Nnnngh, Melissa nearly groaned, picturing it: him, Marisela, Amelia, Randi. Picturing his skinny little body trapped under their bigger ones. The image lit fires, and suddenly she could feel the strength, the vitality, the energy bulging and nearly bursting from the pounds and pounds of flesh she’d developed, the extra weight in muscle and fat that she carried now. It jiggled with mass as she ran, in her leggings, even under her three sports bras, all this. She knew it all had purpose, that she was growing like this for something. Someone.

He deserves the biggest. It should have been me.

Haha Missssssy c’mon he’s still m-married.

Yes but nnnngh nnnngh his little body pencil neck skinny arms legs like twigs compared to miiiiiine

Give it tiiiime

Get those papers siiiigned

Take his hand, hold his chin

Put his head in my fucking mouuu-

“Hey whoah…<pant, pant>… slow down..!” Josie laughed, stopping her friend from accelerating; she’d begun to quicken to a fuller sprint, and there was no way the younger woman was going to keep up that pace.

“Haha sorry..!”

The two ran in silence, at a more regular stride, emerging from the pine grove and back onto a path where they could see the river. They ran by a young family walking a dog; both girls felt the father’s eyes turn to them as they passed, and fall to their shapely behinds.

“Mommy she’s tall,” they heard the older child say in admiration, as they pulled away.

Both girls smiled. They ran.

“So, are you kinda…jealous?” Josie asked, eventually, as they jogged, “I mean, I totally am. I wish I was there…”

Melissa took a moment to feel the air filling her lungs, feel the strength in her legs. She considered her feelings, which she’d been having a harder and harder time reconciling these days. “Jealous?” she began, “well, maybe yeah a little..!” She let herself giggle. Melissa knew that her close friends - Randi, Amelia, Shanette, Josie here - understood how she felt about him.

“You love him?” Josie asked, plainly, through her breaths.

“I…I…” Melissa began, “I want to protect him…I want to take care of him…” They were back on the path aside the river; the sun felt nice, energizing. “But I also want to…I dunno…”

“Sit on his face?”

Melissa snorted.

“Break his hips??” Josie added, “Crack his ribs?”

“Haha kinda!” Melissa responded, “But I also want to…look in his eyes, know how he feels, know what he’s thinking…” She paused, felt the air filling her powerful lungs. “I think about him all the time.”

“So…you love him?”

After a moment’s thought, Melissa answered. “I guess I do…” she replied, with a secret little smile. She thought to herself, quietly, for a bit, and then spoke again. “The end’s right up here…”

The two young women reached the end of the trail, slowing to a gentle jog, then a walk, and finally a stop.  It took less than a minute for them to catch their breath. Both were positively glowing from the endorphin rush, the runner’s high that made their muscles ache in that oh-so-pleasant way.

“So you love him?” Josie beamed, a big smile that glittered with not only warmth towards her friend but something else, more mischievous, “Of course you do...we’ve all known it this whole time. You’re like a big, lovesick...I dunno...moo-cow…”

At that, Josie laughed playfully, darting away just in time as Melissa swatted at the space where Josie’s behind was just moments ago. “Stop it!!” the tall brunette laughed, as they heard someone calling to them.

“h-hey…<pant, pant, pant>...girls….girls..!” came a voice from behind. They each turned their heads, still giggling, seeing him just coming out of the pine grove. Scottie. Putting on a good a show as possible in his final yards and utter exhaustion, he finally staggered up next to them. His hands went to his knees, and he drew breaths in great gulps. “Whu...whu...wow…” he managed, “Good run, good run.”

“Yeah,” Melissa answered, head cocked, looking down at the poor guy.

He looked up at her. Josie had begun stretching to loosen the building tightness in her legs and calves. Both girls barely looked like they’d broken a sweat, and he was about to puke. Still, eventually his voice came back to him, and he figured this was as good a time as any. “So, heh heh, uh, Shanette. <gasp, gasp>?” he asked “...is she…seeing anyone?”

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thanks to CaptainAmbiguous for his help, encouragement and advice on this one :)