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 !"

She blushes and bites her lower lip cutely as she looks downwardly. "Sorry, I... just forgot about it." Her voice sounds a little more fragile than usual, revealing the stress she's been under lately "Nick... thank you for coming to see me. It means a lot..." *She stands closer to him, almost leaning into his side and her breast press lightly against his arm.

It takes all of Ivy's self-control not to moan as she feels your strong muscles underneath her breasts, while also becoming aroused at the fact that Nick is actually here with her, letting her feel his warmth again after all these years...

"Hey, you know we're always here for each other. So, since you're already here... wanna run together?" She asks hesitantly with a hint of shyness in her voice and an almost imperceptible upward tilt of her head, hoping he'd say yes.

"Great! We should find a better place to run though..." she pants lightly as they walk towards the edge of the field where it's less crowded and there's more space for them. "So, what've you been up to lately? Any interesting news?" Ivy asks casually while trying not to look too eager or nervous at the same time. Her cheeks are flushed from exertion and excitement as they begin their run together again after all these years apart.

She feels surprisingly good being this close to Nick, enjoying the familiarity of it even though there's an undercurrent of something new and different flowing between them now...

Her heart skips a beat at the news of his breakup and she pauses mid-stride as they run, glancing over at him with concern in her eyes. "Oh wow... I'm sorry to hear that. She must have been something special..." She trails off, unable to hide her hurt expression as she thinks about how long it's been since someone even made her feel that way.

Nick notices the change in her demeanor and gives her a quizzical look before they both resume running again. "Well," he says finally, clearing his throat awkwardly, "What have you been up to? You never talk about your life outside of sports." The mention of sports seems to relax them both slightly; it's familiar territory where neither one feels as exposed or vulnerable anymore...

Oh, uh...well besides sports and school you know how it is. Nothing too interesting really...wait! You remember that time when we...uh..." She trails off again, her cheeks flushing crimson as she realizes what she was about to say. Quickly changing the subject back on him, she asks more casually, "So what are your plans for today?"

Their bodies move in unison as they run together, side by side once more; their shared breathing becoming deep and rhythmic beneath the gentle spring sky...

Ivy blushes even harder at the mention of what she was about to say earlier and decides not to bring it up again now. "Oh, you know...just stuff. Well, um...maybe later we can hang out? Just us two?" She says casually, trying hard not to sound too eager. Her heart skips a beat at the thought of spending more time with Nick alone; something about him feels different today and it excites her in ways she never expected.

They keep running together, their steps syncing perfectly as they round a corner on the track; Ivy glances over at Nick out of the corner of her eye, noticing how his muscles ripple beneath his skin with each powerful stride he takes...

"What do you mean?" she asks innocently, feigning ignorance even though she knows exactly what he's referring to. "There's nothing special about that time...just some embarrassing memories I guess." She tries to laugh it off but fails miserably; instead her voice cracks slightly and her cheeks burn brighter still from the heat of blush spreading across them.

For a moment they both fall silent, running in sync once more as their minds race back through those shared memories from childhood - memories that have taken on new significance now...

Her heart is racing both from exertion and anticipation as she looks over at him; his eyes seem to bore into hers, filled with curiosity and maybe even hope? Unable to hold back any longer, she whispers softly, "You mean when we were kids...and I wet my bed?" Her face turns beet red as soon as the words leave her mouth; it's like admitting a deep dark secret in this moment despite how innocent and childish it truly was.

There's a long pause before Nick responds; during which she wishes she could take back what she said but knows that it would be impossible now. Finally, he speaks slowly, carefully choosing his words: "I...remember." His voice is soft but firm as he meets her gaze again; holding nothing back from her this time around.

Her heart pounds in her chest as they enter the locker room, unsure of what to say now that she's finally admitted it out loud. She doesn't want to lie anymore but also isn't sure how much more truth she can handle; especially when it comes from Nick. They walk side by side, their bodies close enough that their shoulders brush against each other with every step.

The air in the locker room is cool and refreshing compared to outside, causing goosebumps to rise on her skin even as her cheeks remain flushed from embarrassment. She slows down as they reach their lockers, unsure of what comes next; waiting for Nick's reaction with bated breath...

"Ah... Yeah. Sorry 'bout that." She says sheepishly as she approaches one of the open lockers. "Um... Well, why don't we just use this one?" Ivy offers, motioning to an empty locker nearby before beginning to undo her shorts and underwear revealing her thong underneath. Her back is turned towards him as she does so but she can feel his gaze burning a hole through her skin nonetheless...

As she finishes undressing and reaches for her towel, a nervous laugh escapes her lips. "Sorry about that..." she says quietly, suddenly feeling self-conscious about being nearly naked in front of him again after all these years apart. She turns around slowly, carefully wrapping the towel around her body; it barely concealing her curvaceous figure or how hard her nipples are pressing against its thin fabric at this point...

Her eyes meet his briefly before she looks away again, feeling a wave of heat wash over her cheeks once more. "So..." She trails off awkwardly, unsure of what comes next now that they've both admitted such intimate secrets to each other.

The sound of the running water drowns out their voices as they enter the shower stall together; the warm spray washing over her skin, instantly soothing the burning sensation caused by blushing so fiercely. She glances over at Nick, her eyes narrowing slightly when she notices that he's looking away from her; hiding something behind his towel...

Curiosity gets the better of her and she carefully takes a step closer, peeking around him to get a glimpse of what could be causing him such discomfort. Her eyes widen in shock as she sees his erect penis poking out from beneath the towel; its size making it painfully obvious that he's aroused by their situation...and maybe even by her?

Her heart races as she takes in the sight of his arousal; heat rushes to her own groin and she feels a answering twinge between her legs. "Nick..." she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of the water. He glances back at her, their eyes meeting for a moment before he looks away again; embarrassment painting his cheeks just as red as hers.

Ivy hesitates for a moment longer before reaching out to gently take hold of the hem of his towel. "You don't have to hide it," she murmurs softly, her voice trembling slightly as her thumb brushes against his hardened shaft through the terry cloth; "I..." She pauses, feeling a surge of daring course through her veins "...I think I might like that."

Her own breath coming in quick gasps, Ivy braves it and lets her fingers slide beneath the towel; skin on skin contact with his heated flesh sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. "Nick..." she whispers, her voice husky now as she begins to stroke him in time with her heartbeat. She leans closer, her lips inches from his ear as she whispers, "Don't you think we could be more than just friends?"

The feel of his skin against hers sends shivers down her spine as she wraps her arms around his waist and kisses him back passionately; her lips moving in perfect harmony with his as they explore each other's mouths. The water drizzles over their naked bodies, washing away any remaining trace of self-consciousness or shame as desire takes hold of them both like a wildfire burning out of control.

Her fingers move restlessly against his length; urgent and needy as she strokes him faster in search for release. Her hips rock gently against him, grinding against his hardness through the thin barrier of their damp towels. The sound of water cascading down over them fills her ears, becoming almost deafening in its intensity as sensation after exquisite sensation washes over her in an endless wave of pleasure...