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Chapter 7 by DeNai DeNai

Does Nate find a running buddy?

Samantha

Nate was an alright runner, but nowhere near the skill of the athletes. So if he wanted to get as much exposure as possible, then he needed to find someone who would be willing to run along side him. He figured that the slower runners would be closer to his speed than some of the more skilled ones. There were a fair number of girls that were slow-to-average runners, but they were scattered around the track.

He saw Samantha walking toward him from the other side of the track. She was one of the quieter students and she seemed pretty reserved and shy. That was why Nate thought it would be easy for her to go along with his scheme. She probably wouldn't strip with him, but she'd probably be to nice to speak up when Nate got naked at each stop.

"Hey," Nate shouted at Samantha across the distance between them "You wanna go for a lap together?"

Samantha stopped mid-step and stared at Nate for a long minute. Then she smiled nervously at Nate. "Uhhhh..." she started hesitantly "S-sure, but I... I don't know if I'd be able to keep up with you... Are you sure you want me to?"

Nate shrugged. "Sure, I can hold back a bit."

"Um... Yeah... I guess... Okay"

"Great!" Nate grinned, happy that things were going smoothly.

They finished stretching and jogging together.

"You ready to run, Sam? We can do it." Nate encouraged her.

"Nnh... Sure... Uhm... Well... Okay..." Samantha responded slowly, her cheeks still blushing furiously "Let's... let's go!"

Nate felt her heart pounding as they began their first lap. She was breathing heavily and he could see her breasts bouncing slightly as she ran, her sports bra working overtime to contain her tits.

The sun was beating down on the two as they ran through the forest trail. There wasn't much shade in here, so they quickly became sweaty, their clothes clinging to their bodies like wet paper towels.

Nate noticed Samantha shiver for a second when he glanced over at her. He wondered if she was getting cold, or perhaps if she was nervous about running with someone else. He kept up a steady jog next to her anyway, determined not to give her an excuse to stop or break away from him.

What's next?

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