I decided that tickling Sharon could wait until after the run. A little exercise was nice and knowing how caught up we could get into the tickling, we'd probably just create yet another mess that needed cleaning up afterwards. I got to my feet as Sharon came down the stairs, dressed in a bright red tank top and black shorts with some running trainers on, ready to go "Alright, something easy for today. Four mile jog around the town, the usual route. Ready to go?"
I nodded quietly, knowing that I'd need to save any bit of breath I could for this. I wasn't out of shape or anything but I didn't exactly exercise too so a four mile jog was going to be a bit rough. We stepped out of the house and Sharon led the stretches, her lean body getting my attention as she went one way, then the other as her arms and legs stretched to prevent pulling anything as we ran. When we were done, Sharon turned back to me with a bright smile and nodded "Well, time to go!" She said and then started off with a manageable jogging pace, myself quickly following her straight after.
Some time later and I was beginning to wish I'd just tickled Sharon from the start. We were roughly two and a half miles into the jog and I had long since run short of breath. I felt sweat across my brow and plastering my shirt to my body as the Sun beat down on us. I had a scowl of concentration locked on my face as I was determined not to stop because if I did, I doubted I could start again. Just ahead of me was Sharon who didn't seem any the worse for wear. In fact, she looked back to me as she jogged and stuck her tongue out "C'mon you big baby!" She called out "It's not that hard! Maybe I should give you some incentive!"
With that, she lifted up her tank top slightly to expose her midriff and although I couldn't see her belly, I saw Sharon bring a hand down to trace a finger around the edges "Want to tickle here? You gotta last until the end!"
My scowl got even larger at the little tease although it was in good humour. I knew I was going to get her good and proper when all this was done. Sharon was so caught up in encouraging me though that she wasn't looking ahead and so...
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