The chance meeting. The forbidden fruit. Erotic fantasies that everyone has, and few experience. This could be your fantasy to share with that someone special.
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A long day of riding made Rick tired, and looking for a place to crash for the night. He started in South Texas late in the day, and had made it past Austin by dark. He avoided the Interstate, and kept to the secondary roads. Still, most small towns rolled up the sidewalks early, there wasn't much of a selection. He finally decided to just hit one of the roadside picnic areas and catch a few winks, before he continued to Oklahoma to visit relatives.
The roadside rest area wasn't far, and as he pulled up, he saw the little blue car at the far end with the hood raised. He slowed the Harley and pulled in several tables away. The bike idled smoothly for a few minutes, then he shut it off. The sudden silence was almost deafening. He took some snacks from his bags and sat on a table to eat. Lost in thought, he didn't hear her approach.
She was going to visit her family in Oklahoma, a fair drive from Florida. She had taken Interstates across to Texas, but got away from them near the big cities. She preferred the secondary roads, for the scenery, the lighter traffic, and the possibilities of finding food and gas easier. She hadn't counted on her car giving out in the middle of nowhere. She made it to the rest stop before it quit altogether. She tried to call her relatives, but her cell phone wouldn't pick up a signal.
She opened the hood and stared at the tightly packed compartment, not having a clue as to what she was seeing. 'Too much crap!' she thought to herself. 'I wish I had my dad's old Chevy.' She slumped in the seat, waiting for anyone to stop and maybe help her, at least get her to a phone.
The loud rumble of the approaching motorcycle startled her. She was hoping it would pull in, but she was also afraid of what its rider might be like. She had heard stories of "those people" and how they treated women, especially those that were alone in strange places. She watched the biker pull in and stop a ways back, get something from his side pack, and sit on the table. She gathered all her courage and walked over to him.
"Hey, there!" she called out. She jumped almost as much as he did.
"You startled me!" He replied, looking around to see who spoke. He saw a short little girl, about 5'2", in a close fitting denim dress. She had on some knee length boots with substantial heels. Her hair was medium length, and as she got closer he noticed that she was a stout little girl. A full figure, well proportioned for her height. She looked soft and inviting.
"Um .. My car's broke." She said quietly. "And my damn cell phone won't work here!" she added.
"What did it do?" He asked.
"It made some growling noises, then started to steam, so I pulled in as soon as I saw this spot. It quit right there!" She pointed to the blue car.
He got a light from the bike and walked over to her car. He looked at some things and guessed that the water pump was shot.
"Not much we can do here, at night." He told her.
"But ... I've got to get to a phone, or something! I'm supposed to be in Oklahoma by now!" She almost wailed the last bit, choking back a cry.
"Okay! Okay! None of that tears stuff!" He snapped. "I was going to sack out here for a while, but let me finish my snack and I'll take you into the next town. All right?"
"Oh, Yes! That would be great!" She bubbled. "Thank You!" She threw her arms around him and hugged him.
He enjoyed the feel of her soft body next to his. He could smell her hair and some kind of light perfume.
"If we are going to be this close, could I at least know your name?" He said.
She dropped her arms quickly, and got an embarrassed look on her face.
"Oh! I'm sorry. I .. I didn't mean to ... My name is Angel." She finally composed herself.
"I'm Rick." He answered, and walked away, back towards his bike.
Angel followed, sitting quietly next to him as he finished eating. She studied his body language as well as his body. He was about 5'7", might weigh 150 or so. Dark hair, glasses, and dressed in leather, head to toe. He packed up his stuff and got near the bike.
"You need any thing from your car?" he asked.
"Oh! Yes, let me get some things!" She ran back to her car. He watched her strong looking legs carry her back. She definitely had some nice features. He started the bike and pulled up next to her car. She got a small carry bag from the trunk and brought it to him. He got a strap from the bike and tied the bag to the luggage rack. He got back on and waited for her to mount.
"I .. I've never been on a bike, before." She said sheepishly.
Rick laughed. "Have you ever ridden a horse?"
"Yeah."
"Get on the same way. Put your foot on this peg, stand up straight, and swing your leg over."
She looked down at her snug fitting dress. Quickly unbuttoning the bottom three fasteners, she followed the instructions and mounted. She felt strangely comfortable as she wrapped her arms around his waist. He kicked the bike in gear, and headed out. A sudden warmth centered in her belly as she gripped his thighs with hers. She felt her kitty glowing with the heat and getting wet. The vibrating iron between her legs added to the sensations, and she was very close to cumming.
The night air was cool, and it felt good to have a warm body behind him. It had been a while since he packed a passenger, especially a pretty one.
She felt his hand on her thigh. It was a light touch, just resting on the top. His hand felt strong and warm where the wind had peeled back her dress. Lightly running his hand up and down that spot, he was stirring feelings in her belly.
