In this erotic audio story, you explore a sexy jogger scenario. It is dark out and late evening as you sit on your unlit porch. Your feet up on a table, as you sit in a wicker chair. A wine glass in your hands. The rain is warm. Suddenly a very handsome stranger turns into your street. His shirt is soaked, plastered against his chest and abs. You watch him approach you as your fantasy starts wondering.
I am jogging through the streets It is dark out and late evening My shirt is soaked Plastered against my chest and abs The rain is warm It's a humid, summer evening And I’m running through the suburbs The wet feels good against my skin There are lights on in the windows Of the houses as I run I am preparing everyday And without fail For a 50K marathon I like running in the night When no one is around I like running in the night To feel that overwhelming sense Of freedom and release I hit my stride and turn a corner Onto a leafy cul de sac And I am about to make my way around When suddenly my breathing changes Becomes heavy and I stop My hands are on my knees I’m hunched over My chest is heaving I’m dehydrated Sweat sliding off my face When I hear a voice A stranger’s voice Coming from across the street Your voice is sweet and sing song Husky in the dark I clear my eyes and look around To see you sit on an unlit porch Your feet up on a table As you sit in a wicker chair A wine glass in your hands You call out once again And ask if everything’s alright If I need a drink of water Under normal circumstances I’d decline such a kind gesture Run onwards unimpeded But tonight I am parched I can barely speak or breathe.