I was really enjoying this whole no clothes attitude that we had adopted since mom returned from her trip. So far, I had spent almost two weeks with no clothing on, fucked both of my parents and started sleeping with them. I barely remembered what clothing felt like against my skin. This all ran through my head as I entered the kitchen to find mom fixing her power shake. She drinks several each day as part of her healthy diet. She had on running shorts and a small sports bra with bright blue running shoes.
“Are you about to go run?” asking the obvious.
“I thought I should considering I haven’t because of my trip and our wicked fun weekend” mom said. “Wanna come with me?”
I thought for a second and decided that I should since I was in the same boat. All I had done as far as exercise the past two weeks is fuck. “Sure, let me find something to wear.”
“You can borrow some of mine, if you want to, after all, we are about the same size” mom said as she looked me over. Actually we were the same size but I think she said that as a compliment for both of us.
I hurried to my room, dug through my drawers and didn’t really find what I wanted to wear. Frustrated, I went to mom’s dresser and found some brightly colored short shorts and a solid colored sports bra that accented the shorts. Without putting any panties on, I slipped into the shorts and turned to see how they fit in the mirror. My ass looked great in these shorts and you could see the outline of my pussy as they rode up, then I grabbed the bra and slipped it over my head. My nipples were hard as rocks and could be seen sticking out against the top.
As I took one final look in the mirror, I heard Robert ask “where are you headed?”
“Mom and I are off for a run” I told him as I pulled my hair back into a ponytail.
“Wow, your liable to cause an accident dressed like that” he said as he leaned up on one elbow smiling.
Challenge accepted I thought, smiled and turned to give him a kiss before leaving. “Thanks dad, that’s my goal” as I giggled and left the room.
When I returned to the kitchen, mom was putting her shake in the refrigerator so it would be cold when we got back. “Woah!” she said as she closed the fridge to find me standing there.
Her eyes looked me over and said “picture perfect image of me” and gave me a hug. I hugged her back and grabbed her ass like I’m prone to do only to find she wasn’t wearing panties either. Her ass was firm and well rounded, which temporarily distracted me from my thoughts of running.
“Let’s go” I said as I purposely broke our hug so I could concentrate on running.
We went out the front door to warm up in the yard and I realized this is the first time I had been out here in a long time. As we stretched to warm up, we talked about which direction we would run. After settling on a short run through our neighborhood, we took off.
Mom and I have ran several marathons so we knew all the right things to do, like pacing and breathing, to get the best out of our run. As some of our neighbors were loading into their cars for church and other outings, I noticed some of the men stopping to watch us run past. I heard a few unconsciously say “wow” as we pasted.