Chapter 5

Danny took a left turn out the front door simply because it was slightly downhill, and she hated to run uphill right at the beginning of her run. She needed at least a mile to get into a good rhythm before she got down to the business of building up her stamina reserve. She noticed that there were little packs of pedestrians mostly at the coffee shops and the bus stops waiting for the mass transportation that would take them to school or to work.

Suddenly, she realized her short shorts running bottoms probably allowed her ass cheeks to hang out slightly because the boys were all ogling her bottom as she passed them on the street. At least she had lost the baby fat from her ass in training back in the center.

“Let them look at my ass, the perverts!”

The unspoken thought caused her to smile despite her struggle to get sufficient oxygen into her lungs for the uphill climb.

She saw another runner up in front of her laboring up the hilly terrain. She wondered if it might be the jogging son she had not met yet.

As she came abreast of the tall, lean runner, she confirmed her suspicion because the runner was the spitting image of the photos in the hallway back in the Murphy home of the cross-country running Patrick Jr. He appeared to her to be slightly out of shape from his breathing and forward leaning stance.

Danny smiled at him when he threw a sideways look at her passing him on the uphill climb. He reminded her of her early years of running and her dismay at the way the hills and upgrades sapped her strength and stressed her to the point of giving up running forever because it was a lonely way to get into condition and the guys were usually turned off at her sweating body and flushed look on her face when she was cooling down.

She teased him with her jiggling ass chubs for a little bit just to encourage him to run a little faster.

The thought of him ogling her pretty backside sent a tingling message to her dormant pussy that it was under observation, and she swayed her hips a little more than necessary to give him a little thrill at her long legs pumping up and down right in front of his eyes and almost close enough to reach out and touch.

When she reached to top of the hill, she looked down at the railroad track dead ahead and the fast flowing river just beyond. It was black and opaque and looked dangerous for swimmers. Of course, she didn’t see any swimmers or small boats in any direction, and she assumed it was only to bring the mountain waters down to the bay. It had been there for many generations and was unlikely to have any diversion of its route anytime soon.

She sipped some water from her water bottle and smiled at the heavily breathing Patrick Jr. as he finally made it all the way up to the top of the hill.

“God, that hill will kill me yet!” He exclaimed as he flopped down on the side of the road doing his best to recover his wind.

Danny lifted one leg to the top of the back of the bus stop bench and stretched her muscles to prevent any cramps from spoiling her day. She knew that the young boy could easily see up her shorts and see her bare shaven pussy lips and it made her pulse beat faster to know he was looking right at her private secrets. She leaned forward and allowed her top to droop down exposing her oversized nipples to fall into view at the same time. It was a double whammy of female private parts that made young Mister Murphy squat with his erection pressing against his running shorts prominently displayed.

“It doesn’t look like you are ready to ready to meet your maker just yet with that big boy itching to make a young girl wet with desire.”

Patrick placed his guilty hands over his hard on and he responded with an apologetic tone, “Can’t help it, darling, the sight of your pussy has got me all up tight thinking about dipping my wick in your pudding pie.”

Danny laughed and retorted, “If you can catch me before I hit the railroad tracks, you can bend me over and take me from behind without a word from me about stopping.”

With that, she jumped up from the bench and started jogging down the hill knowing he would be in full pursuit close behind. She purposely held back on her speed in the hope that he would catch his second wind and pin her over the top rail of the fence next to the track.

His muscular arms wrapped around her waist, and he lifted her up over the railing and shoved his demanding dick into her feminine folds from behind holding her arms back to give him more leverage at getting into her greedy opening all the way to his swinging balls underneath.

“Its an awful bad man you are, Mister Murphy. You got me good and proper and if it’s a shagging you want, go to it, and give it to me good and hard.”

A train came chugging down the track shortly after he entered her private place and they both instinctively lowered their heads so they would not be recognized by any passengers. The motorman blew his whistle to show his appreciation for the viewing of their indecent behavior.

Danny felt her heart beat furiously as the boy plumbed her from behind.

It was exciting to be right out in the open with trains rushing past and knowing that her sordid inclinations were right out on display for all the world to see and distain her weakness when it came to matters of scratching her carnal itch like a slut.

Patrick’s spunk gushed out inside her and all over her ass and legs like a torrent of lava from a spewing volcano not to be capped or denied.

She used her water bottle to clean the mess off her shapely legs and looked up at the boy whose home she would be living in for the next few months until her assignment was completed. Of course, he had no idea of her covert duties and probably assumed she was a pampered American girl using the exchange program to expand her sexual experiences and gain points for her degree combining business with pleasure in a sweet tradeoff of hedonistic excess.