Dana working out

At first, Nicholas saw nothing as he scanned Dana’s room with his binoculars. But then he saw Dana was awake, and was outside on the side of her house visible to Nicholas. Fuck yes, he thought. She wore a purple sports bra with a tiger stripe pattern. Her delicious midriff was on display and her tight stomach was already damp with sweat. She wore green short shorts with a black elastic waistband hugging her waist. They were relatively loose and so they did not accentuate her ass, though they did give Nicholas a great look at Dana’s smooth white legs. She did not look particularly tan, though Nicholas hoped she would be tanning outdoors now that she was out of work. Dana was choosing a song on her mp3 player with white earbuds in her ears. Then she got onto her back and began doing stomach crunches.

Nicholas focused on her abs as they tensed and relaxed. His binoculars brought his eyes so close he could make out individual beads of sweat on her stomach as she did the exercise. Nicholas felt his dick grow hard. Wish I could lick that sweat, Nicholas thought as he licked his lips. Dana stood up and began stepping onto a short platform while swinging one arm forward, then stepping backwards off of it. She then began alternating the foot she used to step onto it. She was facing away from him, so Nicholas focused on her legs. Wish she would wrap those around me, Nicholas said, then laughed to himself. He was thinking the most naughty things, and he found it exciting. He looked at Dana’s butt and found that her shorts were frustratingly loose. He hoped she would show it off like she shows off her breasts.

Dana then turned around and picked up something from the floor. It was a jump rope. Nicholas felt his dick harden in anticipation. She began to jump rope while her frontside was facing him. Her amazing breasts bounced up and down with her, and her breasts strained against the fabric of the sports bra. Nicholas was now rock hard. He looked at her face while she breathing heavily. She is gorgeous, he thought. She had a look of determination on her face as she began to jump rope faster and faster. It became hard for Nicholas to get a good look at anything she was going so fast. Then she stumbled and stopped jumping, heaving her chest up and down. She threw the rope down in apparent frustration. Woah. Maybe she is exercising her frustration away, Nicholas theorized.