Camming down the rabbit hole Ch5

I watched him move away as he continued on his run, I was a little taken back, not just because he had clearly been checking me out but with the business card in my hand, it felt like he’d kind of asked me out too. And then there was this over confident guy who got all flustered when he realised I had caught him looking at my body. I had never had that effect on anyone before, certainly never in my guy clothes, I mean, I guess my viewers might feel like that, but that was so abstracted, they weren’t right in-front of me.
I felt a strange rush of pride, all my hard work over the last months had paid off, I didn’t have all my makeup on and my clothes could have been more flattering, yet I still had that effect on someone else. The more I thought about it the more energised I felt, today was going to be a great day once that delivery arrived, I felt more confident than ever before.

I shook my leg a little and it didn’t feel too uncomfortable, I started walking before resuming a much steadier job with only the tiniest bit of discomfort. By the time I got to the exit of the park the cramp had eased completely and I was able to run all the way back home.

Entering my flat I peeled out of the sports bra and leggings and hopped straight into the shower, I had worked up quite a sweat, and was still buzzing from the run and the encounter with Marc. As I soaped up my body I took stock of how much it had changed, the exercises had really shaped my waist and legs, and given me a nicely toned midriff. My soaped up hands running up and down my body felt great, as my mind drifted to the outfits about to arrive.

There was so much riding on this next phase of shows. I wasn’t far off making enough money to not have to worry about getting my job back. But it was the consistency that needed improving, so I wasn’t only relying on a few shows and contributors. The thought of the new lingerie and doing a show dressed in something sexy immediately engorged my cock and my hand began to idly rub. I thought back to my jogging encounter, and wondered if like my cam show viewers, Marc was now back at his gym shower, stroking himself thinking of my body. It was oddly satisfying to think I could have that effect on someone in the real world not just the virtual.