Shemale Runner

This is based on a real life experience and is about consenting adults
engaging in sexual activities, if you are offended by such themes as
shemales then do not read on any further.

I try to stay fit, I run every day after work for an hour. There is an old
dirt track walking path that links farms together that then runs into the
fields and a nearby wood. It is a quiet place and I don't usually see many
people, families with dogs, people on bikes, the odd runner. One day when I
was out I had reached my usual halfway marker of the leafy green woods and
was ready to turn back when I spotted another person coming up behind me. I
stopped to catch my breath before I turned back and watched as the figure
drew closer. She was gorgeous. A tall blond, perhaps 5' 8" tall with long
straight hair past her shoulders, pale skin, blue eyes and a shapely
figure, all the more visible in only her tight red shorts and small blue
top. I felt my cock stirring in my shorts and tried to forget about it in
case it embarrassed myself. Her face was a bit red from running and she
stopped where I was resting.

"Hi," I said still gasping for breath.

"Hey, is this where you turn around as well?" she asked, her voice husky
and pleasant. I nodded dumbly. "Ready to go back?" We headed off together
and chatted on the way. She told me her name was Laura and she had only
moved to the area recently. As we chatted I couldn't help stare at her
body, my eyes drifting from hers to peek at the top of her firm breasts, my
best guess C cup as least. If she noticed she didn't say a word and
eventually I had to turn off. We waved goodbye and I hoped I would see her
again.

Every day, for a week, I saw Laura when running. Sometimes she caught up to
me, sometimes I would see her tight ass in the distance and I would hurry
to catch her up, enjoying the view as I ran faster. One day Laura didn't
turn up and I was a bit upset but the following day when I reached the