Jogging

Maybe some fresh air will help you clear your head of all the...unruly thoughts clouding it as of late. Changing into a sports bra and some sports leggings, because you forgot to buy a new pair of track shorts(again). You’re quick to realize things are a little...tight. The bra feels like it’s a size or two too small. The legging feel like their hugging you a little tighter than they should be as well. Luckily the legging aren’t uncomfortable, unlike the bra. A little annoyed by this development you take the bra off and toss it aside. Deciding to instead grab the first top you see and put it on before grabbing your shoes and heading downstairs.

As you enter the living room, you see your mother in the kitchen. Still working on the dishes and humming to herself. “Hey mom I’m going for a quick run. I won’t be long. Do you need me to check the mail while I’m out?” You ask her as you walk to the fridge. Pulling out a bottle of water to sit on the counter for when you get back. Your mother turns to you and pauses for a second. Her eyes widen slightly. Briefly flickering across your form before looking you back in the eyes. “ Ah...No sweetie, I already checked it, but thank you for offering.” Her face is a little red again. You’re a little worried she might actually be coming down with something, but know that if she was she’d tell you. So you push it to the back of your mind. Your mother turns back to the dishes and starts humming once more. Though this time the tune sounds a little...off. As she continues washing you walk up behind her and give her a brief hug and kiss on the cheek. “Thanks for breakfast it was delicious as always.” You tell he before heading out the door.

The sun is out and it’s a nice clear sky. You’re thankful for that considering it rained just the other day. The birds are singing and there’s a nice breeze that carries the smell of pinewood and the local flora. This is the perfect time for a run! It’s still a little early so you don’t really see many people out and about. Just those headed out for the morning shift at work. You do a quick stretch before starting then decide on the rout you’ll take. One full lap around the neighborhood should do for now. You’re just out to clear your head. Deciding to start things out light, you head off down the block in a nice brisk walk that transitions into a mild jog half way. It’s as your jogging that you realize your breasts are bouncing far more than usual, but pay it no mind. It’s not all that uncomfortable and your not really in the mood to stop. About a half hour later you reach the half way point and decide to switch between sprinting and jogging. Once more your chest is oddly enough getting in the way a bit and it’s kind of annoying, but you can’t allow yourself to stop. It’s when you’re just down the street from your house that you run into a bit of trouble. As your jogging an unfamiliar car going much too fast and going the opposite direction of you drives through a large puddle. A large puddle that turns into a large wave. A large fucking wave that completely SOAKS you from head to toe! You stand there in shock for a second before the utter COLD that is the water hits you. With a brief yelp you try to wring as much of it out of your hair and cloths as you can.

It’s only as you’re wringing out your shirt that you realize your earlier mistake. You went jogging. WITHOUT a bra. In an ALL WHITE SHIRT you absentmindedly put on!!!! And now you’re completely SOAKED! A horrified glance down confirms your fear (and slight arousal though you’d NEVER admit it). You’re breasts are on full display through your shirt for the world to see! You quickly cross your arms in an attempt to cover up. Not really doing much considering how big you are, but hey at least your now rock hard, from the water(and SLIGHT arousal), nips are hidden! After a quick look around you’re relieved to see that no one is around to see you in this state and the asshole that did it is long gone. You’re both relieved and pissed at that. On one hand, you would have liked them to check on you so you’d have the chance to knock their teeth in. On the other, you’re glad cause they wouldn’t see you like this. With a sigh, you take off home as fast as your legs can take you. Being careful not to trip and fall.

You enter your house with a loud slam of the door signaling your return. You hear the sound of a door swinging open accompanied by footsteps rushing down the step. Your mother, probably startled by the sudden loud noice of your return, makes her way toward you. You briefly notice that her clothes and hair seem a little...disheveled. Maybe she was lying down? “Sweetie is everything alright I heard the d-“ is about as far as she gets. Her eyes take in your soaked figure. They drink in everything. From every droplet sliding down your body. To every curve and every crevices. As you closed the door your arms leave your chest. Unthinkingly giving her a free show. Your breathing heavy from the run, making your substantially large chest move up and down. Her eyes, for a mere instant, become unfocused. Clouded and her thoughts elsewhere. You can see...something playing out within her mind. Her breathing getting slightly heavy and color works it’s way across her cheeks before she seems to snaps out of it, though not completely. “Honey what happens to you!?” She asks. Walking over to you and running a gentle hand across your cheek. Clearing some of the water away. Her eyes, while clearer than before, hold a certain...hunger to them, though you do not notice. “Mom I’m fine.” You say. Holding the hand on your cheek close. You always did enjoy her touch. “Some jerk was speeding when they went through a puddle in the road. Completely soaked me in the stuff! Oh and don’t worry. No body saw me.” You say. No longer annoyed with the situation and just relieved to be inside. “Oh sweetie! Come. Let’s get you out of those wet clothes before you catch a cold. I’m sure you want a shower after your run?” She says as she wraps an arm around you and leads you up the stairs. You notice that her hand seems to be a little low though. Resting instead of on your lower back, it’s actually just on your generously plump rump. A slight blush makes its way to your face as she, when she goes to move you forward, it sinks and gives it a little squeeze, before she seems to realize where her hand is and moves it. Ignoring the “slight” disappointment of her letting go you focus on getting to your room. “You go and get yourself a change of clothes, sweetie. I’ll go ahead and start you a shower.” Your mother says before giving you a quick kiss on the cheek and walking off. You thank her before moving into your room.

After taking off the wet clothes and spending a few minutes to pick out what you plan to wear for the day, you wrap a towel around yourself and head towards the bathroom. As you approach you can hear the tell tale sound of running water. Before you can open the door, you’re surprised to find it opening and your mother stepping out. Apparently you were faster than either of you expected. Both stand there in slight surprise. Now that shes right in front of you and not being distracted with getting to your room, you can definitely tell her hair and dress are a bit out of place. Like she was doing something and in a rush to put it all back in order. You could also swear you see something slightly bulging out of dress, but for the life of you, you can’t figure out what. Paying it no mind you once again thank her for the help. That seems to snap her out of...something and she tells you, “Oh it’s no problem at all Sweetie. If you um if you need anything at all don’t hesitate to let me know.” With that she makes her way towards her room. Your eyes unconsciously follow after her. Watching the way her hips sway with natural ease before realizing what your doing and rush into the bathroom. Nope. Nope. You’re NOT thinking ANYTHING! Nope!