"I didn't forget!" he protests, laughing. "Anyway, the boys got interested in the jogging thing, do you wanna join us later tonight?"

"Well, you don't use it enough I got that impression! I'm almost always up for jogging. Maybe soccer or something too?"

"Sounds fun, although the boys are more the football type. I'm sure you'll give them a lesson."

"I bet I'd make a good wide receiver. Not really cut out for linebacker or whatever, though I'd give it my all. Where and when?"

He gives her a place and for the time, is right after the jog later today okay?

"I'll be there."

"Awesome," he says, grinning from ear to ear. "Can't wait."

She's there, in tight running shorts and a grey T-shirt. No bra, of course.

There is a little bit of staring and some money surreptitiously changing hands. Norman seems oblivious to it and greets her with a huge smile. "Hey! You came!"

"'Course I did. It's a nice day, exercise feels good..." And these guys think she's hot. It's a little obvious. Time for some warm-up stretching. Braless stretching, even.

Norman starts stretching too, and the others do the same after a bit while trying to hide the fact that they'd been staring.

Braless Stretching has increased by 1!

Heeeee.

...She'll try to get ahead of everyone when they start actually jogging. To show off her butt. That's been turned from a shapeless blob into a really hot feature, too, but it hasn't been as appreciated as her boobs yet. And going ahead gives everyone more plausible deniability to stare. It - tingles to know they're staring.