There’s this guy that lives in my apartment complex that is always out running. I admit that I’ve stalked him a little bit whenever he’s at the pool. My apartment is on the eighth floor and overlooks the pool and hot tub area, so I have a really good view of everything.
I’ve ‘bumped’ into Matt on many of his daily runs, just so I can get a close up of his chest and rock hard abs, social distancing be damned. The fact that he’s actually really handsome and charming is the icing on his proverbial beef cake.
One afternoon, I was out jogging on his route, when the weather started to turn. Rain started to drizzle and I could hear the sound of footsteps quickly approaching me from behind. “Looks like its going to start coming down hard,” Matt says as he passes me. He jogs backwards facing me now. “Better hurry, we’re racing the weather now”. Matt turns back around and motions for me to keep up.