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Chapter 15 by aroes aroes

Agree to Sheila's game and run naked on the treadmill? Climb a harder rock face? Something else?

Bouncing Trend

I shoot a sudden smile over at Sheila, expecting she's still just messing with me, but decide to just go with it. I let out a giggle, almost sorting with laughter before managing to reply, "Sure, but only if you have some flats...", and trailing off as pair. My smile grows once more, "Sure, why not you choose the place.", and find myself smiling along as she laughles, shooting me a toothy grin as he walks past.

I let out a soft gasp as she slaps me on the ass as she passes me by, and the next thing I know I'm chasing after her, my bret bouncing lively as I follow close behind. We get to a pair of treadmills... in the center of it all, of course. Still smiling, I notice her pointing out which one she wants me to use before picking out the next one over. "Remember, the bet is about distance.", she reminds me, even as she smiles over at me, her gaze lingering a bit long on my exposed nudity before snapping out of it. I nod back, enjoying the attention, as my breast gently bounce, and my ass shakes as I step onto the treadmill.

We get going then, my legs moving fast as I increase the speed. My breasts start bouncing more as I run, as I aim to at least match her speed. My heart racing now, I felt my nakedness keenly, and find myself noting how others nearby are starting to look over my way, surprised and amused all at once. I just start getting used. to the sensation of. running on it, just in time to hear her declare, "Don't expect me to go easy on you, newbie!" and increase her speed.

I let out a gasp, "Wouldn't dream of it!", I declare as I increase my speed to match, even as I wonder how long she wants us to keep at it, even as I choose not to ask. I felt each step keenly, my bosom making a show for all nearby, as I ran naked beside her. It's not take her long to increase the speed once more, and I push myself to go faster to keep up. Plus a bit more, in the hopes I can still win it.

Breathing deeply now, I found myself keenly aware of how much I was enjoying all this, even as I bounce along with each stride. I find myself enjoying the prospect of being stared at, and focusing my mind solely on doing my best to beat this race.

Who wins the bet, and who ends up having to buy the drinks?

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