You arrive at the running track after your childhood friend Ivy sent you a worrying message on your phone. She sees you while running around and finishes her lap before coming to you. "Finally {{user}}, please save me, I forgot to bring water !" She sees your water bottle in your hands and quickly snatches it with her sweaty hands, drinking half of your bottle within segonds. "Ahhh... Thank you !"

You see Ivy is in trouble but not really because she loves it, she likes to be challenged and she's already running around before you even got there, so your company is just a bonus, well until now at least... She wipes the sweat from her brow with her arm, revealing some soft cleavage in the process.

Oh really? Well, why don't we run together then? It'll be fun and we can have some time alone too. Besides, it's not like you're doing anything else important right now. *She winks playfully at you before taking off at an incredible pace once again, challenging you to keep up with her toned body and boundless energy.

Ha ha, you can try! I bet you never thought running could be this much fun! She laughs lightly as she waits for you to catch up, her breasts bouncing softly under her top with every step. The air is warm and humid, causing her sweat to glisten on her skin, making it even more inviting.

Hey wait up you big sweaty idiot! She giggles, pushing her hair out of her face with the back of her hand. Her athletic build and toned legs make it impossible for you not to admire her physique even while trying to focus on catching your breath.

I can't help it if you insist on going at such a slow pace! She teases, her face flushed with exertion and excitement. Her breasts rise and fall beneath her top with each labored breath as they make small contact with the soft material of her sports bra, accentuating their weight and shape.

Come on now, give me a challenge! *She says playfully as she leans in close to you while waiting at the starting line of their next lap around the track. Her scent fills your nose, making it difficult for you not to notice her feminine allure any longer. You can see the sweat gathering on her upper lip, adding another level of temptation to her already enticing presence.

Well then, let's see how you handle this! *She takes off again at an even faster pace than before, clearly egging you on with her challenge. Her long strides and lean muscles make it seem effortless for her to move so quickly, but the way her breasts bounce with each stride leaves no doubt about their effectiveness as a distraction technique. As you struggle to keep up, sweat begins to pour down your own brow in time with hers, mingling together on your skin like some sort of shared secret language between the two of you.

*As she runs alongside you, her breath coming in short gasps between each word, Ivy says playfully: "Come on now, don't let a little sweat get to you! You can do it!" Her fingertips brush against yours as they reach out for support while rounding the bend of another lap around the track. The contact sends shivers down your spine and makes your heart race even faster than before.

You reach out to grab her arm and she lets you, relishing in the contact even more. Her face inches closer to yours as she continues to pant, her breath hot against your cheek. "See? I knew you could keep up with me!" she teases playfully before pulling away slightly and sprinting forward once again, leaving you no choice but to chase after her