I huffed and puffed around this park path for the last four months. I was 45 and out of shape. I wasn't fat but I had a pound to lose here and there. Okay, okay, maybe multiple pounds.
A ten minute drive from where I lived was a large park with a popular exercise path. The course was a three and a half mile circle. People came to walk and to jog. People came to bike and to skate. I hated how the latter zipped past us slower traffic but they were legal here. I was a slow jogger. I hated jogging. Hated it! I needed to do it to get into shape or some semblance of shape. I wanted to be young when I got old and not simply old.
It was June. Today, my slow jog turned into a walk half way around the course. My walk was probably faster than my jog but it was less aerobic. I was not motivated this day. I walked a quarter of the path so far.
I lost seven pounds since I started my exercise regimen but this sure seemed to be a hard way to get in shape. If only those TV pills worked...
"Keep going," said a voice.
I came out of my thoughts and saw a thin brunette girl with a flopping ponytail run ahead of me. She came back and slowly jogged next to me at the same pace as my walk. Two other girls, a pony-tailed blonde and a brunette with bouncy bobbed hair, joined me.
Youth! If only I still had the youth of these college girls. During the past week, I saw an influx of college-aged guys and girls at the park. The university must have recently ended its spring semester and was on summer break.
"Keep running," the first girl said.
I smiled politely but I scoffed internally. She was 19 or 20. Not old like me.
"Bye," she said.
The three girls continued on.
I tried to get to the exercise path after work every day. There were normal unplanned occasions that interrupted my goal but overall I was faithful. I soon recognized the everyday "regulars". There were a couple of women pushing strollers and working off their pregnancy weight. There were three dog walkers and an old guy on a bicycle. Other regulars were the standard variety of joggers and walkers all in various stages of fitness. I was in the "less fit" category but I was working on it. One lady I saw all the time looked heavier than she did four months ago. She obviously over-rewarded her workouts by eating too much.
I puffed along the path in my slow jog. I was here yesterday and I was here today. I was halfway around when a trio of girls effortlessly cruised by me. From the bouncing pony tails of the brunette and blonde and the short brown hair of the third girl, I recognized them from the other day. They were quickly a good 100 feet ahead of me.
I picked up my jogging pace.
My walking pace was still faster.
The pony tail brunette looked back and stopped. She called to her friends and they came to an abrupt halt. She pointed in my direction and they watched me approach their position. Pony-tail wasn't looking past me or staring vacantly at nothing. She watched me!
Even at my slow pace, it didn't take me long to catch up with them. The girls separated so I could pass through. Pony-tail immediately matched my speed on my left as I went ahead of the girls. Short-hair went to her left while Blonde was at my right.
"There you go," Pony-tail said. "Keep it up. It will get easier every day."
"Easy for you to say," I said. Upcoming on the path was a little hill that always turned my jog into a walk.
"You can do it," she said.
"Thanks," I said.
"See you later," said Blonde as they took off. Short-hair looked back at me and flashed a friendly, toothy smile.
If only I were a few years younger...
My cock still thought I was young. He stirred as I watched those firm little asses disappear down the path. Fortunately, it was just a small twitch and my cock didn't impede my jog.
I made it about half way up the incline before I slowed to a walk. This path section wasn't steep, but it was a longer distance than I had the stamina for.
"A little faster," said a voice in my ear.
I almost jumped out of my skin. Pony-tail was directly behind me. I didn't hear her approach and I was generally observant because I wanted to stay out of the way of the bicyclists and in-liners.
"Hi," said Blonde as another girl appeared in front of me.
I noticed the bounce of her chest more today as she slowly jogged backwards and faced me. She wore a different jogging bra than the other day and this bra obviously didn't hold her as "secure".
"Stretch those legs out," Pony-Tail said.
I flinched instinctively when she spoke since she was still right in back of me.
"Hi, I'm Jen," said Short-Hair as she now appeared in front of me.
I mumbled my name to her.
"Glad to meet you," Jen said. "It's fun to get in healthy shape."
Fun? Fun in some twisted and demented sense of the word. I did this because this was the only way to get fit. I looked Jen over. She was in fine shape. That was a beautiful college-age body. She was fit and firm. The thoughts made my cock stir.
To distract my cock, I asked Blonde, "What's your name?"
"Nicole," she said.
"Try to stay up with us," Pony-tail said as she came around me.
"She's Haley," Jen said, completing the introductions.
"Come on!" encouraged Nicole. She and Jen picked up the pace.
Haley looked at me expectantly. I waved her off. There was no way I could keep up with such youthful women.
"We'll slow down for you," Haley said.
"You don't want to slow down to my speed," I said.
"So meet us in the middle."
I shook my head.
"You could do it if you wanted."
"You girls can run circles around me. You would literally if I jogged more than one lap."
Haley looked up the path. Nicole and Jen were about to be out of sight as the road turned.
"See you later," she said.
"Bye," I answered as she sprinted away to catch up with her friends.
They could encourage me all they wanted, but there was just no way I could maintain the pace they ran at.
I trudged forward down the path. I was almost to the end and I looked forward to my air-conditioned car. Rapid footsteps behind me prompted the turn of my head. It was the pony-tail brunette.
"Hi," she said with a smile.
"Haley, right?" I asked.
"Uh-huh," she replied. "You're doing pretty good."
"I like to finish strong."
It was the truth. I didn't need to impress her or anything.
"You look fresher," she said. "Your face isn't as red."
"Yeah?" I said. I didn't know my face got red.
"I thought you were going to pass out yesterday. You look better today."
"Thanks," I said.
"You're getting stronger," said Jen as she and blonde Nicole caught up.
I just nodded. Why argue? It wouldn't do me any good.
We made small talk as we slow jogged toward the end. Haley and Jen were 19 and Nicole was 18. They did indeed attend the local university and all just finished their freshmen year. They shared a studio apartment.
"Who sleeps on the couch or do you take turns?" I asked.
"The couch?" questioned Nicole.
"One bedroom, three girls. Do you have a twin and a bunk bed in the room?"
"Just one big bed," answered Jen. The expression on her face made it seem like it was the most normal thing in the world for three girls to share one bed.
"You sleep in one bed at the same time?" I said in surprise. That wasn't the most normal thing in the world.
"It's a king," said Haley. "There's plenty of room."
I guess if I was skinny like these girls, there would be plenty of room. These three girls could easily sleep on a big bed without disturbing each other.
"Oh!" said Jen as if she suddenly realized something. "You think we're a bunch of lesbians!" Her voice expressed disgust.
"Ewww!" said Nicole. "How could you think that?"
"I didn't!" I insisted because I didn't.
"You must have thought it," Jen said.
"I didn't understand what you meant," I said.
"Your face is all red now," said Haley.
I looked at her. She had an enormous laughing smile on her face.
"Don't slow down!" I heard Haley's voice as I came to a walk on the incline.
All three girls appeared in front of me.
"Come on," encouraged Jen and waved her hand forward. Nicole just nodded her agreement.
"It's just too long of a hill for me," I explained.
"You get your best exercise on hills," said Haley. "If you need to walk, walk on the flat ground."
"If I was young like you..."
"You're not that old," Haley interrupted.
"I couldn't run like you girls when I was your age," I added on.
"You're doing good. We see you out here everyday. You just need to give a little more effort. You're going too easy. Pick it up just a little and you'll get a better burn and get in shape that much faster."
"This is hard enough..."
"Push yourself," Haley interrupted again.
Nicole waved me forward and said, "You can do it."
"Come on," encouraged Jen.
I would like to cum on her, alright.
"I'm too tired today," I said lamely.
"Hmmmph!" said Haley.
The trio took off.
"We decided you need more motivation," Haley said when the girls showed up in almost the same location as yesterday.
I sighed. The girls were great eye-candy to look at for a middle-aged guy like me but they sure were annoying.
"We came up with a plan for you," Haley said. The other girls adamantly nodded their heads.
Now what? Leave me alone.
.... There is more of this story ...