You have always been fine while taking the shortcut through the factories. You want to make the most of the day, so there's no point taking your time getting to the gym. You turn left, your muscular thighs and toned ass flexing as you jog past a chain link fence.
You are making a good pace when you pass a construction site where some workers have stopped for morning coffee as they watch you jog up.
"Hey baby, why don't you jog over here!?" Calls one.
"Sweetheart, you're killin' me! That ass!" Calls another followed by a third shouting, "Show us your tits!"
Honestly? 'Show me your tits' is the best they can do? They continue to whistle and shouts commentary on your body.
As you reach the end of the construction site you turn around and yank your top down beneath your tits. Your breasts pop free, beaded with sweat and nipples as hard as little pebbles.
"You'll never touch these!" You taunt.
Two of the workers are speechless, but the third yells "Nice one baby, I'll remember those tonight when I'm jerking off!"
You just smirk and pull your top back down before someone sees you and continue on your jog.
You continue a few more minutes before ducking through an abandon warehouse. It's a short cut for your short cut. A lot of homeless people live here, but it's broad daylight and you figure no one will even be in here at this time of the morning.
As you jog through the factory floor you see abandon boxes and blankets on the floor, as well as piles of newspaper all over the place. As you approach the middle of the warehouse you see oil drums with small fires in them and you slow down to look around.
Just as you slow your pace your foot hits something and you fall head over heels to the ground with a hard grunt. The concrete feels cold as you pick yourself up, and notice a small tear on your top, just to the side of your nipple which is fortunate, but as you turn around you notice the object you tripped over moving... |