Chapter 1

It was a beautiful spring night and the cool wind felt good on his face. His bike purred under him and the exhaust note sounded extra sweet. He had a very long, hard week and it felt good to be in the wind on an empty road. As he came around a turn he saw a car on the side of the toad and a figure standing behind it. She flagged him down as he approached and he slowed the bike to offer assistance. She was dressed in a short skirt and button down top and as he got closer he could see the outline of her body in his headlight. "This was one very hot lady", he thought as he stopped the bike and got off.

"Thanks for stopping", she said as he walked up to her. The road was dark but in the moonlight he could see that she was a little over middle age but very pretty. He asked her what was wrong. "I don't know what happened". "The motor just stopped". She seemed a little nervous and it was understandable since the road was dark and deserted and he was dressed in his usual "biker" garb. He gave her a reassuring smile and told her to pop the hood. As she got in the car and fumbled under the dashboard for the hood latch her skirt rode up and he got a good look at her long shapely legs. He looked away quickly so she didn't catch him. He didn't want her to think he was some kind of perve.

As he looked around the engine compartment she bent over the fender next to him. He could smell the soft scent of her perfume. It wasn't some cheap overpowering crap but a nice soft sexy fragrance. He inhaled deeply and savored it. She must have noticed and gave him a glance but didn't say anything. After giving everything a good look he told her to try to start it. She turned the key but the motor didn't turn over or even give a small sign of life. "Now what am I going to do", she moaned. "My cell phone is dead and I can't even call for a tow truck". "Do you have a cell" she asked? He told her he usually didn't bring one when he rode and she moaned again.

She glanced over at his bike and then back at him. "I've never been on one of those before" she said. "If it's not too much of an imposition maybe you can give me a lift". He looked her up and down then said, "You aren't dressed for a motorcycle ride but if you don't care neither do I". She smiled, "just let me get my purse. His eyes were glued to her firm, round ass as she bent into the car and reached for her purse. It almost seemed that she took a little extra time reaching across the seats and he thought to himself that maybe she was giving him time to get a good look. For a woman her age she had one very nice ass and her short, tight skirt was hugging it like a second skin. His eyes traveled down her ass to her bare legs. They were a perfect match to her fine rear end. He was so caught up in looking that he didn't notice she was looking back at him. "Are you enjoying yourself", she asked? He was startled and quickly looked away. "I'm sorry". "I didn't mean to stare", he stammered. Then he took a few steps away as she stood up.

She locked up her car and followed him to his bike. It was a real hardcore chopper with a rigid frame and not much of a passenger seat. He threw a leg over the bike and told her to get on. She walked back and forth around the back trying to figure out how to do it in a ladylike fashion. "Just throw a leg over and sit", he told her. She hiked her skirt up and got on behind him. "Where do I put my feet", she asked? He showed her the foot pegs and she laughed. "You're kidding". She hesitated then brought her feet up to the pegs. She had to pull her skirt up even higher to get her legs up that high and now her legs were bare almost to her ass. She wiggled and tried to pull it down but it was no use. "Don't worry," he laughed. "At this time of night there's nobody on the road to see you, and besides, it's dark."

He hit the starter and his machine roared to life. "Please don't go too fast". She was holding on to him for dear life and he could feel her body trembling against him. She told him where she lived and he punched the shifter down. When he popped the clutch the bike screamed onto the road. The faster he went the tighter she held him and her fingernails were digging into his sides. He could feel the heat of her body as it pressed against him. Up until now he hadn't payed much attention to her tits but now he could feel them pressed into his back. Between the eyeful he got on the side of the road and her big firm tits pressed against him it didn't take long for his cock to start getting hard.