The following is a true story...
I was 19 and had recently bought a motorcycle. I decided to ride down to the beach; it was Spring Break and when you were a good-looking guy with bike that was just what you did! I rode around pretty much by myself that afternoon. But after mingling with friends that I had run into, and drinking for a few hours, I got bolder and, it seemed, so did the women. I gave rides to a few girls who had flirted with me but nothing came of it. Well, around 5:00 P.M., I was starting to think it was going to be another weekend up in smoke. And I was riding around wondering what to do when I heard, "I wanna ride."
I turned towards the soft sweet voice and saw a gorgeous blonde walking towards me. She wore a high cut one piece and filled it very well. Natural blonde hair hung just past her shoulders, with full breasts and nice hips. Gorgeous. I was trying to act all cool and thinking, “don't blow it, and say something stupid or come across too cocky.”
So I said, "Hi!"
"I wanna ride," she tells me again.
“Hop on,” I tell her and we take off.
She wraps her hands around my waist, which really starts my mind to wander.
She asked me who I was with and I told her some friends since I didn’t want to look like an orphaned, friendless dork! I asked her the same thing, and she told me that she’s with her brother and his girlfriend. “Perfect,” I thought to myself!
"So where do ya wanna go?” I asked her.
“Wherever you want,” she told me. “I she just want to get away from my brother and his girlfriend.”
Of course I had to ask where her boyfriend was to check the current social status of this babe. She told me that they broke up because all he ever wanted to do was fuck! Totally understandable! I was dying to admit to her, "Well sorry to break it to ya' but that's exactly what I was thinking", but I lent the sympathetic ear instead.
“Where are you staying?” I asked her.
“A condo,” she replied. “Do you mind taking me there to get changed?”.
“Sure,” I said, not wanting to sound too excited.
We arrived there and she got her clothes and went into the bathroom.
”Just a sec" she said to me.
Meanwhile I was trying to decide if I was a good Samaritan or a possibility. (I don’t understand this… do you mean, is she thinking that you are a possibility? Or that you are thinking of taking advantage of the possibilities?) She came out looking like she just stepped out of a Playboy shoot, wearing a short thin mini-dress and no bra. I knew because of the spaghetti straps. By this time I was dying to throw myself on her but managed to keep my composure.
