I'd like that very much

My heart leapt into my throat as I realized what she was asking. "I'd like that very much," I replied, my voice catching in my throat.

Chloe smiled, a mix of relief and excitement on her face. "Great," she replied, squeezing my arm gently. "I'll see you tomorrow then." With that, she turned and started walking back towards her house, leaving me standing there, still reeling from the intensity of the moment. As I watched her go, I couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder and desire. Here was Chloe, a wife and mother, inviting me into her life in such a personal way. The thrill of the chase was intoxicating, and I found myself wanting more. For the rest of that day, I found myself unable to concentrate on anything else but the thought of seeing Chloe again. The next morning I woke up early, too early and paced my room, trying to contain my excitement. Finally, when it was time to leave for our morning workout, I hurried downstairs and stepped outside, taking a deep breath of the fresh morning air.

Chloe was already waiting for me in the backyard, dressed in her workout clothes. Chloe's appearance was striking. She wore a red sports bra that hugged her curves, emphasizing her cleavage. Her white leggings clung to her long legs, showing off her toned thighs and rounded buttocks. Her blonde hair was piled up on top of her head in a ponytail as she stood there stretching. I took a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves as I approached her. "Good morning," I said, my voice sounding rough and unpracticed in my ears. "Are you ready for today's workout?"

Chloe smiled warmly, her eyes bright with excitement. "Yes, I am," she replied. Together, we started stretching, getting limber for the morning jog ahead. As we stretched side by side, our bodies moving in sync, a newfound connection began to form between us. Our gazes would meet accidentally, and we would look away quickly, our faces flushing with heat. Chloe broke the silence first.

"Seth, I want to thank you for joining me this morning. It means a lot to me," she said softly. I nodded, trying to keep my voice steady.

"It's my pleasure, Chloe. I enjoy the company," I replied. Chloe looked at me, her eyes filled with something intense.

"Really?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "You don't mind?"

I shook my head, feeling the blood rush to my face. "No, I don't mind at all," I said truthfully.

"I... " Chloe started to say, her eyes on me before suddenly looking away. "Ready to run?" She asked, abruptly changing the subject.

"Ready," I assured her.

"Good, see if you can catch me," she laughed with a challenge as she took off at hard sprint, giggling playfully. Her sudden start caught me off guard and I lost a couple of yards before I started after her. As I ran behind her, chasing her down the quiet suburban street, I couldn't help but admire the way her body moved, the way her tight white pants hugged her butt and legs. As we reached the end of the street, we both slowed down to a jog, our hearts pounding in our chests. Chloe flashed me a sly glance before turning and starting back towards our homes. "Guess you're not so bad after all," she teased.

"Neither are you, Chloe," I replied, feeling a sense of elation. We continued our run in comfortable silence, each lost in our thoughts about the unexpected connection we had formed. As we rounded the corner towards her house, Chloe sped up slightly, playfully challenging me. I sped up my steps, pushing myself to match her speed. As I pulled up beside her, my heart pounding in my chest and my breath coming in short hard gasps, Chloe slowed down, our pace slowing down to something more sedate. My eyes met hers, full of surprise and something else that made my stomach flutter. "So, you like being chased?" I asked, unable to resist the chance to flirt. Chloe laughed, a sweet and playful sound that filled me with warmth.