Jogging My Memory

"BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP..." I slammed my hand on the alarm and slumped out of bed. 5:30 A.M. every day, that's when I wake up to get ready so I can take my morning jog before work. Lumbering over to the bathroom, I freshened up and brushed my teeth, saving breakfast for after my run. Walking around the house I ended up at the front door and slipped on my pink and green running shoes, not bothering to relace them before heading out the door.

There I stood and jogged in place then was off down the road. I live on a hilled neighborhood on the outskirts of town. The road is occupied by a the hill's slope to the summit on the left of me and rows of hedges blocking off the sight of my neighbors' fancy houses. I bounced up and down as I jogged further and further, stopping to wave to Mr. Jenkin's in a break between the hedges. He seemed distracted, watering a singular rose bush too much before I powered on.

I managed to catch the glance of more neighbors as I passed down the lonely road, all seemed to interested in me despite this being a routine thing. A car finally showed up at the end of the bend and came by, slowing down and rolling the windows down as the creep behind the wheel made sure to get a great long look at my ass in my right yoga pants. That must have been it, I had forgitten to put on a bra and my breasts must have bee bouncing all about. "Oh well", I told myself as I moved onward.

The next curve brought me a running partner, Carl, who first ran the other way but turned back around to join me. "Hey Carl," I said as he just starred blankly at me, obviously focusing on my chest freed of its confinement.

"Hey Jane, nice day today...", he responded after a long pause after my greeting. He continued to fill his eyes with my body in its tight fitting clothes and I cared little. It wasn't like he was going to see anything more than my tight active wear. After a while Carl finally broke off and stammered out a goodbye to which I waved back.

Now I was tarting to get cold, sure it was morning but it was damn near sixty out right now. Why in the hell was i getting so cold? Maybe there was something wrong with my pants or too. Yep! There's sure was something wrong alright. I looked down to see that IT WASN'T THERE!!! I had been jogging naked while my neighbors got a full look at my tight little ass and my modestly average but full breasts. As I continued my jog I looked on in anger and said to myself, "Goddamnit! Not again..."