Three and a half miles to the top, all uphill. I put my long red hair in a high pony tail. It was hot, and my body was already beginning to dampen. I wrapped my shirt around my shoulders, exposing my sports bra, which perked my breasts up nicely. Rich liked what he saw, and gave me a quick smirk before bowing his head, blushing. I returned his smirk and strode next to him, grabbing his hand so it wrapped around me and placed it my round ass. He gave it a firm squeeze before releasing and we both giggled, knowing what would come ahead. We hadn’t even started yet.
“This is hell,” we both agreed, as path became a sharp uphill battle. Rich walked ahead of me, and I couldn’t help but admire his toned arms, broad shoulders, and chiseled abdomen as we talked about anything and everything, and sometimes nothing at all. Seeing him ahead of me gave me the strength I needed to run a few extra feet ahead of him, smacking his butt on the way playfully. While I was there, I looked him in the eye and dropped my shirt with intention. “Oops,” I said as I slowly bent over to retrieve it with back arched and legs spread nicely apart, revealing a deeper look under my shorts.