Accept. Go for a jog with Miranda

Winter wouldn’t like it but fuck it, Miranda was incredibly sexy, how could you say no to anything she says when her tits are staring at you like that.

“Yeah sure, I’m up for that,” he replied.

She smiled back, “Alright hot stuff, I’ll see you later tonight.”

Mark finished up with the washing and went back to Jess’s dorm room to return the basket of freshly washed clothes.

It was however Tara, her lesbian roommate that opened the door. She didn’t care for understanding why Mark had the basket of clothes, she just wanted to shoe him away as quickly as possible.

The rest of the day went by quickly, before he knew it, it was half past seven and Mark and Miranda were out for a jog off campus, running through the local streets.

It was dark outside so it wasn’t like he was getting the greatest view of Miranda but she still looked fabulous. She had the tightest greyish black tight leggings on and a bright pink adidas sports bra on. It tightly held together her gigantic round breasts inside, stopping them from bouncing around like crazy.

She was a very fit and healthy person, most people probably didn’t realise just how well she could run and move around.

Luckily for Mark, his endurance and stamina had increased over his first year at college already. He kept pace with her as they ran for a few kilometres before making it back to campus.

“Fuck, I’m done for the night,” Miranda said, stopping in the campus car park, hands on her knees, breathing heavily. Her blonde hair was in a ponytail and was flicking around as she moved.

“Yeah I’m thinking shower then bed,” Mark replied as they started to slowly walk back.

They began to chat now, not being able to really do so properly on their run. Miranda even delved in to how and why she and Bryce weren’t together anymore. She explained how he pretty much used her, rooting her whenever he needed it but ignoring her for his mates at other times.

“So that’s when I was just like, fuck it! Not going to waste anymore of my time,” she said.

“Yeah that’s fair, I get what you mean, not worth it.”

She looked at him as they continued to walk, “Well that’s where I’m at right now, how about you? Still playing the field?”

Mark was worried where this would go, if she would bring up Winter or not. “Hmm yeah I guess you could say that, not looking for anything permanent or anything.”

“So you and Winter aren’t an item or anything huh?” she then said. He knew it was coming, he did make it quite obvious though with the amount of time they would hang out together around campus.

He shook his head, “We’re close and all but no, we’re not exclusive.”

A tiny grin appeared on Miranda’s face, it was like she was about to test how far she could take this. “That’s good. Wouldn’t want you to settle for someone as self centered as her,” she said.

It wasn’t a very correct statement from Mark’s experience. Winter had been as nice as she could with Mark, very much unlike Miranda who treated him more as a backup. She also only seemed to be interested him when Winter arrived, maybe just a way to try and piss her off.

Mark didn’t know what to say so he remained quiet. He wanted to defend Winter but he equally wanted to fuck Miranda.

They continued to walk, now just meters away from East Hall.

“So anyways, tonight was fun,” Miranda said, breaking the silence, “What do you think about doing this again later this week?”

Again he was conflicted, part of him thought it’d be best just to stay away from this girl. But those boobs were powerful, “Yeah sure, that sounds good.”

“Excellent, Wednesday Night?” she responded.

“Works for me,” Mark replied.

That was it for the night, it didn’t go any further like Mark was deep down secretly hoping for. However, it felt as if Miranda may be pushing for it to the next time they would run together.