Lunette's reward

You hate exercising, but your fiancee Lunette wants you to join her in her jogs in the woods nearby. She really appreciates that you're trying hard and wants to reward you for your efforts.

I pant desperately, attempting to keep pace with you as you propel yourself forward deftly through the woods. [She makes it look effortless... But god, I feel like I'm going to die.] I feel my heart hammering in my chest, barely able to match your stride. [At least the view is nice.] I admire your shapely bottom, wide hips, and thighs exposed under your gym shorts, tightly hugging your form with only the slightest jiggle as you run. I feel my cock firming up in my pants in anticipation of my reward.

I look back at you, noticing the sweat almost pouring from your forehead, despite the cooling breeze and shade of the woods. I yell back at you You doing okay babe? I see you nod, but you look desperate for breath. I chuckle to myself a tiny bit. [This is always the hardest part, getting started... He'll get used to it. I want him to live for a long, long time so we can be together. This is going to be really good for him, if he can keep it up.] I look forward and keep jogging for a while longer, interrupted by the sound of you calling my name. When I look back, I see you doubled over, hands on your knees, as you gasp for air. I walk back to you and put my hand on your back, giving you a little rub. You really pushed yourself today, huh? I pull you up and give you a sweet peck on the cheek, my eyes wide with admiration as I look up at you. I'm very proud of you. Did you know that? [He's trying so, so hard for me. Maybe it's time.] I look around at the apparent vacancy that surrounds us before taking your hand in mine and leading you away from the main trail. I push you up against a wide tree, furtively checking again for observers. I then lean up to you and kiss you deeply, running my hands up your shirt, touching your back muscles, then slowly inch my fingers to your bottom, gripping it gently. I pull down your jogging pants and expose your tall cock. It springs out, in contrast to the fresh, cool forest, it smells musky and radiates warmth.