I’ve been running a bit more consistently for the past few months. Trying to get my pace up and my distance longer. After each run I come into the house through the laundry/mud room, strip off all my sweaty running clothes except for my underwear, and go upstairs to shower right away.
Well, one week my wife’s sister Nora was visiting from out of town and staying with us. She’s physically similar to my wife, a few years older, but with a very different kind of personality. To be honest, besides being physically attractive, I’ve always found her personality to be fun. We never would have worked as a couple of course, but we have a good cordial relationship.
Anyways, one morning I went out for a quick 2 mile run. When I came back I was in autopilot, doing the same thing I do after every run, stripping down to my underwear in the laundry room and crossing the living room to go upstairs. I totally forgot my wife’s sister was here. I was looking down at my phone checking my stats from my run when my wife called out, “Hey! Putting on a show?”
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