Park Run
By Crossmanx at - crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - comments and ideas welcome.
Nobody wants their exercise time in the park disturbed!


Park Run

The retired old man had got up early, as he normally did, he'd had his morning
cup of tea sat by the window looking out and then got his coat for his usual
walk out to the shop to get his paper. Then it would be a quiet sit down in
the park as he watched the world go by. Well that had been the plan, a bit of
quality time by himself, but this wife had decided to come with his today, so
it wasn't going to be as tranquil as it would normally be!

After getting his paper the old man just liked to sit on his favourite bench
and enjoy the sound and sights of another day coming to life in the park. He
would sit there and see the men from that fitness place doing their morning
exercises, he could remember way back when he was that fit. Then there were
the early commuters rushing through the park as they headed towards the
railway station, rushing about and not taking a second to enjoy the delights
of the scenic park. There were the school kids making there was slowly off for
another 'boring day' of lessons, he always chuckled to himself about that. But
all this was now spoilt by the constant chatter of his wife sat next to him on
the bench, 'why couldn't she have stayed at home, why was she ruining his one
quiet moment of the day?'

The sound of the morning birds, the nose of the children on their way to
school in the distance, the low murmurings from the fitness instructor
'encouraging' his group with their exercise session. All these could not drown
out the constant nattering form the man's wife sat next to him! The nipping
morning chill was not the only thing that was biting into him, as he stared
out into the park before him thinking 'what is she talking about?'

The man couldn't be bother to concentrate on his wife's words he just wished
that ... ... "Oh that's better!'

THUP! THUP! THUP! There was a new sound, and as he's head turned towards it a
new sight for him to take in 'Oh much better!' The sound was that of running
feet, and as it got closer and louder it made a pleasant change from the
droning sound his wife was making. But what was even more delightful was not
this sound of running feet and the sight of who was making that sound.

Up the path and heading his way was not one but two quite stunning women who
were taking part in their early morning run. The old man smiled as his wife,
unaware that his attention had wondered, carried on with her irritating
chatter. The two women where noticeable to say the least, not only because of
the way they were dressed but also how eye catchingly attractive both were. As
the pair, side by side, jogged up the path the old man took in the delightful
sight.

On the left was a lovely looking blond woman, she looked tallish, not too
tall, but obviously above average height, her short blond hair bounced up and
down and her attractive face had all the signs of a woman who was enjoying her
morning run. She was dressed in bright pink trainers, a pair of tight black
leggings with a pink crop top, the blond had a firm, athletic body, a body
that anyone would love to dive into. But it was also a body that was strong
enough to deter any unwanted admiration. Another 'eye catching' feature of
this woman was that, maybe, the chill in the morning air had taken effect,
there were noticeable signs that the 'chill' was having its effect on her
ample chest! Cindy, the blond, might have been a 'little' excited, who
wouldn't be when you're on a run with your 'best friend!'

Next to Cindy was her best friend, a tall strong black woman, a woman of some
note here in the city, a woman who some might mistake for a powerful amazon,
but that would be ridiculous. She was no amazon, she was no powerhouse, well
not quite, she was just Jasmin Johnson, or JJ to her friends and enemies, a
strong woman you underestimated, ignored, upset at you peril! JJ was dressed
in a pair of quite bright yellow trainers, with a tight pair of white leggings
and a multi-coloured crop top. This allowed her toned, muscular body to be
full appreciated by one and all. Her long dark hair was tied back in a
ponytail and the obvious chill of the morning had also affected her
well-endowed chest as well!

The old man had noticed all of this the tall, strong black woman and her
athletic blond friend. He's also noticed, how could he not, the way they were
both dressed, their devolved chests and their noticeable protruding nipples.
His hand shook a little as he watched the pair, each pair bounce up and down
the path towards him. It might have been the chill in the air or it might have
been the fact that when the two women finished their run and got back to JJ's
private gym over in the Merryfield estates, they had a few tasty young
'treats' waiting for them, to enjoy! (Reader may wish to read the previous
story - JJ's Mistake, JJ meets a Racist, JJ Works out with a Friend, The Rent
Man 1 & 2, JJ Deal with a Bully, JJ's Weekend Break, The Challenge, An
Accidental Meeting, JJ Take on a Job, JJ's Quiet Night Out, JJ Helps a Friend,
JJ's Reward, JJ's Rescue, JJ's Task & Maid To Order, also City Take Over, Gym
Visit, When Rivals Clash, Valentines Surprise).

The old man didn't know that JJ and her close companion, Cindy, had a
well-deserved reputation in the city and beyond, all he saw was two quite
stunning women, scantily dressed running in the park. All that was spoiling
this moment was the constant yapping of his wife, which he tried to block out
as all he was seeing was the slow motion bouncing up and own off ... ... And
all of a sudden, the women had run past him 'Shit!'

Now the old man was sat there looking a two perfectly formed arses in tight
clinging legging, his hand was still shaking and he felt a flutter all over
him. At his age, he was glade there was a hospital nearby, just in case it all
became too much for him!

For JJ and her bubbly friend, it was just another day, another day to get out
there and enjoy life, to the full and another day to see what comes her way
and how, sometimes, she has to overcome and putdown what comes her way! As the
pair of them had pounded the pavements and roads around the city, a chance to
run through the quiet and scenic park was a nice change. The women now pounded
the pathways of the park and as they came around a corner, JJ spotted the old
couple sat on the park bench, the couple looked quite content in the twilight
part of their lives. The little old woman sat there talking whilst her devoted
husband sat quietly and listened to her, he even made time to smile at the two
women as they ran past 'that was nice of him.'

The women where now coming down a long straight piece of path, in the distance
was the junction and an old fashion signpost, the two women looked at each
other, grinned and the race was on. Their feet thundered down the path, their
strides and pace increased as each woman speed up and within a second or two
they were sprinting against each other towards the signpost.

The sound of their feet driving them forward as their trainers drove into the
pathway beneath them filled the air. The old man leaned forward so he could
look around his still talking wife and watch the well-formed, firm, arses on
each of the women as they sprinted away. There was a sigh form the old man, if
only he was 40, 50, 60 years younger, he still wouldn't be able to catch
either of those women!

The signpost got closer and closer and the women raced towards it, then as
they got close, both of them reached out and OOOWWWHHH! UUUHHHHHH! They both
stretched, they both jumped at the post, their competitive instinct wouldn't
let them do anything else, they both touched the post at the same time and
they both tripped, stumbled and fell at the same time. Cindy and JJ, tumbled
over and fell onto the grass, into and on top of each other, laughing as they
did so, and enjoying their little competition.

The two women now lay on the grass laughing at their antics, while back down
the path the old man was pushing himself up off the bench to try and get a
better look at the two 'fun loving female joggers.' At this moment, a group of
men where jogging on by where the ladies had fallen. This was a group of eight
or so men, and was led by a formidable 'task master' called Wayne. He was the
chief instructor, as he liked to be known as, at one of these all new singing
and dancing fitness centres that where springing up around the city.

The group, who'd already done a couple of laps around the park, where from the
nearby 'Leader Fitness & Leisure Group Centre' a new brand of upmarket,
bespoke fitness establishments, set up by an entrepreneur Kelvin Leader. He
already had a dozen or so establishments further up country and was now moving
into the city. He's philosophy was fitness through hard work, modern support
and methods, and he employed an army of hard nose fitness 'experts' to bully
his clients into getting the results they first set out to achieve. And so
far, it was a profitable business to be in, after all everyone wants to be fit
and have that great body, they just needed the 'right kind of 'encouragement'
to achieve it!

This group of men out for their morning run, were from the local Leader
fitness centre, but more importantly they were all part of the centres boxing
club. It was 'mandatory' for each member to belong to a minimum of three
different clubs. As this gave the client 'the best opportunity to fully
develop their potential in all fitness and sporting activities, to enhance
maximum performance and reach end goals in a sustained, positive and
beneficial manner.' Or that's what it said on the group's website!

The boxing club group where out for a 'squad run' and then some training in
the park, the benefits of outdoor exercise and all that. All eight of the men
were running in pairs one behind the other, with the 'instructor' barking out
'orders', sometimes referred to as encouragement, and keeping the timming. A
casual onlooker might have mistaken this for a squad of soldiers, and the
instructor for some sergeant-major, but there wasn't a barracks for miles. But
someone who knew the instructor, Wayne, might have put this done to a bit of
pent up frustration on the 'instructors' part, as many years ago, he'd been
rejected for service due to his lack of fitness!

But now he was a bigger, stronger man and he was in charge of this group,
"keep in line, and keep up with me you bunch of slackers", yes, he was in
charge. As the group ran past the two laughing women who were now getting back
to their feet after they 'little competition.' "Keep your eyes to the front,
don't look at them, they're only women, they're not boxers, fighters, like
you!" 'A bit of extra motivation for his clients was always a good thing!'

As the group rushed by and all the men tried for a sneaky look at the two
stunning women both JJ and Cindy felt a 'bit' annoyed by this throwaway
comment. Their laughter stopped as got to their feet and looked at the group
of men carrying on with their run in the park. One of those at the back tried
a craft look back at the women but was loudly and harsh rebuked by the
eagle-eyed Wayne. Which was a pity as he looked like the youngest and cutest
out of these 'men!' So for the lad to be told off for looking and admiring
them was just another 'annoying' thing, for JJ and Cindy to think about. The
women abhorred gawping, drooling men looking at then, but cute, adorable boys
and lads admiring and staring in awe was something completely different, and
always encouraged.

The two women watched as the men went along for a bit further then came around
and headed towards the centre of the park where all the main paths meet. In
the middle, here was a large circular area with trees by the side of this
gravelled area and there the group stopped. The instructor, Wayne, now started
his outdoor lesson, pairing the men off and going through a number of
different exercise and training moves.

As the men went about their exercise and Wayne moved in-between them dishing
out his orders and barking out words of 'encouragement.' The two women decided
it was time to stop running and now time to take a stroll. Surprisingly their
route, for this gentle walk, would take then straight through the middle of
the park! In the group the youngest of the men, a lad named Michael, who was
only here as he was trying to improve his chances of passing his sport science
college course, was the only one who'd noticed the woman slowly walking
towards the group.

Well that was apart from the old man who was back sat on the bench watching
what was going on, he had an idea that this group of burly men for the local
gym had 'upset' the delightful two female joggers! And something told him that
if he watched, more would happen!

When the two women got up close to the lesson in the park, the men were
practising their sparring techniques and movement of their bodies as they
swayed one way then the other as their partner throws a slow punch their way.
To an outsider this might have all looked very proficient, as if the men had
some talent and the instructor knew what they were doing. But to someone like
JJ or Cindy this was all very 'amateurish', a bit childish and the sort of
training you might have seen in one of those boxing films, that ended in a I,
II, III or IV !

The two women now walked up to and around the four pairs of men 'training',
the women looked, watched and pointed out, to each other, where each man was
going wrong. All the time and the youth Michael was finding it difficult to
concentrate on the training, he was more interested in keeping an eye on the
attractive blond and the gorgeous black woman, than his sparring partner, and
then WHACK! The so called 'slow motion' punch he was meant to dodge out of the
way of, landed on him.

This amused Michael's sparring partner "teach you to keep your concentration
lad." He chuckled to himself as the distracted lad shock his head, it wasn't a
hard blow, just caught him off guard a bit SMACK! But that open-handed slap
across his face did hurt a bit more, the man opposite Michael, a much older
man called Marco, again laughed as he caught the lad out a second time. A
couple of laughs from the two closest men to this, caught JJ's and Cindy's
attention, as they now watched the man, Marco, opposite the cute Michael fade
a low blow to get the stunned lad to move. Michael ducked, swayed
instinctively to the side which allowed Marco, to bring in his other fist and
to WALLOP! OOOWWWWW!

This time it was a harder, sharper blow, and with no gloves on, Marco's
knuckles drove into the side of Michael's jaw and hurt him. The lad staggered
to the side and this time there was a bust of laughter from more of the other
surrounding men. Michael was by far the youngest in the boxing club and had
always been the butt of the other older men's jokes since he joined, so this
was nothing new to him. But today something was going to change, "OK break it
up back to your training and Michael ... ... " SMACK! there was a sharp
'playful' slap around the back of the youth's head from his instructor, " ...
... pay attention, or you'll get hurt, again!"

Wayne had turned and seemed to be walking away, but as the lad wasn't looking
at him and to reinforce his last comment the instructor came back to give
Michael another 'playful' slap but this time he was stopped. A strong black
arm seemed to come out of nowhere and grab onto Wayne's wrist as he was about
to humiliate the lad again. The strong hand stopped this and held the
instructors arm there in mid-air, preventing the lad from being hit again and
now embarrassing the instructor, for a change. "I wouldn't do that if I was
you!" JJ's words where calm, clear and precise and from the stony look on her
face there was no mistaking the message she was sending Wayne.

Unfortunately, Wayne hadn't noticed the look, he was just annoyed, even angry
that someone had stepped in a stopped him bullying ... ... interacting, with
one of his group. And by a woman, this was unheard of, anyway this was a men's
boxing club and it was the normal thing, it was traditional, that the youngest
in the group got treated the worse, it was expected. After all Michael was
just some young college lad so why shouldn't he get a slap every now and
again, it was how things where done!

But somehow this woman, that had stopped him, obviously didn't understand
that, after all what do women know about boxing? For a moment or two the woman
held the man's arm, up high, Michael had realised what was going on and moved
out the way and the rest of the men from the club all stopped and now stared.
Wayne pulled his arm free of the woman's grip, or that's what he tried to do,
but she held onto him, he tried again, but still she held him. A few more
moments when by as Wayne tried, unsuccessfully, to break free, as the woman
still held him, her hold was firm, too firm for him to break it.

The boxing club men all watched as their instructors shaking arm could clearly
been seen as he tried to free himself, but this woman just held onto him.
Eventually JJ let got and thrusted the man away from her, having made her
point and pleased that she had shown him up in front of his group, 'how did he
like being made fun of?' JJ turned her back on the Wayne, and caught Michael
looking at her with eyes wide with shock and awe, which she liked.

But Wayne knew he'd been made to look silly, stupid, small in front of his
group and he wasn't going to have that, no one makes him looks bad, no one!
His annoyance, anger built up inside him and now he went forward, reached out,
went for the tall, arrogant, black woman, he was going to ... ... WHACK!
OOOHHHHH!

With the black woman's back to him and just as he was about to grab her and
see how she liked it, out of nowhere and boot, no a trainer came thundering
into the side of his head. Wayne was struck, stunned and now staggering around
due to the powerful blow. In all this he'd lost sight of the blond woman, who,
for someone so attractive, had not been seen, as she kicked out, fast and high
and sent her foot into the man as he went for her friend.

The high kick was a good one, the way it struck Wayne and how he cried out in
pain and now staggered around, stunned everyone. It shocked the men, that a
woman had done this, to their instructor, a few seconds ticked by and this
fact now dawned fully on the group watching. One man, then a second stepped
forward, towards the blond woman, anger in their eyes. They were furious at
her, that she'd done this and they were going to ... ... WHACK! SMACK!
OOOOHHHH! OOOWWWW!

Now it was JJ's turn as she lashed out at the two advancing men, two
well-aimed fists landed and two men went staggering backwards, a good result.
This was quickly followed up by both woman reaching out and grabbing onto a
hurt man each. JJ and Cindy moved quickly, they had hold of their stunned men,
the woman pulled the men to them, then turned and THUD! THUD! The men went
flying, one flew over JJ's hip as she twisted around, the other over Cindy's
shoulder as she spun around. But whichever way, the result was the same, both
men ended up in the gravel pathway and on the floor.

This attack on the instructor and now the two men that came to his assistance
only enraged the remaining 5 men, who all now moved towards the woman. All
except, Michael, he'd taken a step backwards, he was only here to get fit and
improved his chance at college, he wasn't going to fight women, especially
ones that looked this good. The other men quick got hold of their fallen
colleagues and help them up, and now with all the men back on their feet the
woman where surrounded, two against eight. The instructor and his seven,
loyal, men, were ready, he'd seen Michael step away, the coward, he'd be dealt
with later. But for now, it was Wayne and his men against these two women!

Wayne nodded to his men, his secret code to tell him, him, him and Marco to
take the blond, while he and the other three took the black woman, 'there, all
sorted.' All amusing and quite obvious to JJ and Cindy which meant they were
more than prepared and as the men now came rushing in, WHACK! SMACK! WALLOP!
THUD! Fists went flying, knees came in hard and strong kicks where dished out,
one after the other the men were knocked, punched, smashed and hit. One by one
they went in and one by one they were struck and sent flying back out.

In a few seconds, all the men were on the floor and the women were laughing,
Michael was still out the way and now felt a bit embarrassed that he'd not
helped his 'friends' out. But then again 'why should he?' and anyway he
couldn't hit a woman. Not by the looks of it, that he would have stood a
chance at hitting either of them, these women were good!

Undeterred the men pulled themselves together and scrambled back to their
feet, ready for another attempt and this time they wouldn't let these 'women'
get the better of them. Back over on his bench the old man had a good view of
all this and still ignoring his wife's chatter he carried on watching, somehow
sure in the knowledge that the good-looking women could take care of
themselves.

There was another organised rush at the woman, round two so to speak! A tall
black man went for Cindy, his arms up, fists clenched ready to get in a bit
closer, and use his long reach to good effect, WHACK! But the blond just moved
too quick, she went in hard and fast, low and tight, using her speed and
lightning strike to drop herself down, and throw her fist forward, straight
into the man's groin! She stopped him instantly, he doubled over, so she shot
upwards and drove the top of her head into the bottom of his jaw CRACK! The
blow sent the man flying backwards and out cold, one down.

JJ also had her first man of round two a stocky, beefy man, big black beard
and growling through it as he came for her, but he was big and slow and she
easily spun around out his way. She came around and out of her spin at the
rear on the man, behind him she now brought her hands down onto his back, her
strong fingers dug into his back ARRRRHHHHH!. She dragged her hands down,
ripping his t-shirt and raking her nails down his back, the man cried out in
pain and jolted as she ripped his back away, then, in the perfect potion
behind the man CRUNCH! Now her powerful clenched fist hammered into the back
of the man's head, the blow send him down to his knees then to the floor, not
to get up for a very long time.

Cindy was on her second man, he'd come in quickly after the first one and had
manged to grab onto the woman, almost as if he was rugby tackling her, boxing
was obviously not his first sport. He was bend over with his arms around the
blond and pushing her backwards, soon they would topple over and would be on
the floor, but not before SMASH! UUUUHHHH! Cindy brought her elbow down
sharply into the middle of the man's shoulders, THUD! Then again and now the
man let go, gripped with pain and still doubled over the blond easily now
throw her knee up into his face CRUNCH! There was a muffled cry, blood
splattered out as his nose broken then he toppled over, face first into the
floor, and another one was out the way.

JJ's fist shot out and smashed the face of the man who who'd tried to rush
her, but as he got in close to her, he'd obviously then thought 'what do I do
now?' He had that surprise look on his face, that he'd got this far, but then
seeing that big, black fist heading his way, there was now a shocked look on
his face. He dropped to the floor instantly and now JJ spun around, she knew
there was one of them behind her, her arm went out, but this time it wasn't a
clenched fist, this time she reached out and grabbed the man by his throat. It
was a tight grip and there was another scared look on a man's face, she was
liking this. JJ spun the man around, her arm shot around his already hurt neck
and she had him. She flexed her muscle and that big, black, strong arm gripped
firmly around his throat, squeezing him tight. He didn't last long and his
limp body was soon realised and allowed to fall to the floor, numbers two and
three for JJ.

Cindy's high kicks made for a quick destruction of her number three, one blow
to his gut, two to his upper body and another two to his head and the man was
tilting and about to fall. The blond finished him off with a run, jump and
kick out that shot into his jaw. Sending the man flying off his feet, spinning
him around in the air and dropping him in a heap near to his already fallen
colleagues. Now there was only two left!

JJ was going to have Wayne which left Marco for Cindy. As Wayne squared up to
the strong black woman, Marco did a leger and ran, but Cindy was after him,
determined to run him down. Wayne went for it he'd seen what this woman had
done, but surly she couldn't do it to him WHACK! SMACK! WALLOP! Or could she?

Cindy closed in on the scared running Marco, she was almost on top of him, in
fact all she had to do was throw herself up into the air and THUD! The
athletic blond came down on the man, dropping and driving him into the ground,
into the grass and dirt. She was on him, pushing her knee into the back of his
head so he was now eating the mud and smacking the side of his head with her
fists until his body stopped jolting and jerking around. As the blood ran from
his temple, and he'd stopped shuddering and shaking the blond knew her fourth
man was dealt with, her work was done here!

Back with JJ and Wayne was regretting everything he'd done today, 'why had
he'd ever come into this park?' SMASH! The boxing instructor was no match for
this woman, her powerful fist came into him one after the other, pounding him,
hurting him, breaking him THUD! WHACK! Wayne could do nothing as the first few
blows had caught him hard, fast and stunned him SMACK! WALLOP! JJ's next dozen
or so blows, had hurt him and began to confuse and drain him of his energy and
will to fight back SMASH! THUD! The tall black woman's last few blows broke
him and put him down onto his knees.

JJ looked down into the bloody and battered face of Wayne as he knelt there in
front of her, he looked like a broken, beaten man, which is just how JJ wanted
him to look. She stepped in closer, her strong body towering over him, her
hand grabbed his jaw and forced him to look up at her, her other arm went up,
high, she clenched her fist and, for a moment she held this position so it
would be etched in his memory for a long, long time. Then SMACK! OOOOOHHHHH!
JJ's fist came thundering down into Wayne's face, breaking both it and the
man, it was all over.

Cindy came over to her friend as they surveyed the broken, defeated men around
them. Then the two women turned to where Michael was still stood watching in
total disbelief and stunned silence. The look of shock and amazement on his
cute face was quite appealing to the woman. They looked at each other and then
back at the lad, JJ called out to him "If you can catch us we'll show you a
much better time than what these have had!" Cindy smiled "how about it lover
boy, fancy your chances with both of us, we haven't had breakfast yet and you
look good enough to eat!"

With that the two women turned and started to run off, Michael stood there for
a second or two 'Did, they just ... ... ?' He quickly started to run after
them, he wasn't sure what they meant, just hoped, and wasn't going to miss out
on a chance like this.

It was true the women hadn't had breakfast yet, yes, they had a couple of
treats back at JJ's place waiting for them, a couple of youthful things still
asleep and recovering from last nights, 'activities!' But Michael was too cute
an opportunity to turn down, after all they would need 'something' to enjoy
when they had their after run shower! But he had to ern it, he had to catch
them first.

The two women, much to the old man's delight, were running towards the bench
where he and his still nattering wife were sat, as they got close Cindy went
one way around the bench and JJ the other way. A moment or two later and this
was followed by Michael, he went staring down the middle jumping over the
bench and between the old man and his wife. He might not have been much of a
boxer, but Michael was a county cross country champion and he could run, he
could and would chase these women!

The old man looked back over the bench to the two women in the distance and
the young lad running after them. Now, for the first time the old man's wife
said something that he actually heard. "He seems to be in quite a hurry after
those two young women, I wonder why that is ... ... ?"