On a peaceful bicycle ride down a north Georgia country road in late summer with humidity and the heat in the high range a vehicle passes on the left destined to tool on down the road. The driver screams out at the passing bicyclist to, "Get the HELL off the road!" At the same time, she swerves into the oncoming lane just to yank her SUV too far to the right causing her to venture off the road a bit. She finally rights the vehicle continuing on down the road. The ride is exhilarating as the rider steps up the speed to the highest possible resulting in a downhill speed of 35+ MPH while still pumping the pedals hard.
At the end of the hill heading to the next uphill the SUV is pulled off the road blocking the way awkwardly and at a strange angle. A person is out by the passenger side slightly hidden by the SUV and the bicyclist slows to check on the person to be sure everything is alright. While approaching sobbing is heard as he gets off the bike to see what the issue can be with this person that was so adamantly screaming earlier. Rounding the car, he sees a woman that is perched on the side runner of the SUV crying in a big way.
He says, "Hi, are you OK? Can I help you?"
She screams, "Not unless you have a gun and feel like killing someone for me! I want that cheating bastard to die a horrible death!"
With the knowledge garnered from numerous similar times with previous wives he states, "I know how you feel. Did you just find out or catch him in the act? I have been through both and not so long ago that I've forgotten. My name is Charles, what is yours?"
The young lady stops crying as hard and sobs, "Sharon. Have you really truly been there. I can't believe he's done this to me. So soon after we moved here and he knows I am trying to get pregnant!"
Charles relates, "Yes, with my first two wives. They both started fooling around while I was busy taking care of the children, first mine then with the second hers. I even offered to share her in the second case, she and her boyfriend refused so I divorced her." He continues, "So, here I am now with a wife who doesn't like sex anymore which is a different situation. I guess at least she's not stepping out but still people have needs."
"Wow, I guess it could be worse huh?" Sharon says with a sobbing chuckle. "You really are kind of funny. Sorry I yelled at you back there but I was crying so hard I almost hit you and then almost ran into that truck. I pulled over because I scared myself half to death and don't feel like dying because of that jerk."
Charles says, "It would be far safer if you pull down this road to your right to the end, about ½ a mile, and pull into the forest clearing. I'll follow you down there if you like and we can talk. This way we're both out of traffic and not at as much risk as sitting here. Besides, if a cop came by he'd ticket you for parking on the side of the road.
"OK", as she slows down the sobbing and wipes her eyes. "I don't want to hold you up or anything as I'm sure you have better things to do then talk to me this afternoon."
He says, "No, I'm fine as I still have a few miles to go and no one is at home right now anyway. I'd be happy to talk to you as I always have time for a damsel in distress." He smiles a large smile and winks at Sharon. She stands up and her form comes into view, she is about 5'5", average size, dish water blonde hair cut short in today's style, green eyes, very curvy in all the right places with large free-floating breasts that beckon to the maleness of Charles especially when he sees there are lovely brown nipples showing under the white T-shirt she is wearing. She looks to be about low thirties with puffy eyes from crying and as she turns he notices a beautiful round behind that is asking to be squeezed and touched. Above all else Charles sees a pair of lovely hands as she pushes down the back of her shorts.
They both head down the side road with Charles following behind but he has to tell her to speed up as she is trying to keep slow for his sake. He rides up alongside the SUV and says, "You can speed up a bit as I usually can maintain 20+ on a slight downhill." With a big smile that is finally returned by her which shows a mouth of lovely white teeth.
Arriving at the clearing she parks her SUV and I lean my bike up against the rear of the vehicle, take off my helmet and gloves putting them on the handlebars. She comes to the back and admires the bike and looks closer at Charles thinking, 'Hmm nice ass, spandex makes it nice and tight, older (not always my taste but who knows), little bit of a belly, peaceful clean-shaven face, and a really nice calm smile. This could be interesting, he said he was married but in a sexless marriage so there could be a nice bit of non-committed playing around. It would serve my damn boyfriend right! He smells really good, like a man should after riding many miles, I love a manly smell!'
Charles says, "There are a few benches over there by the river let's go sit on one of those. Don't worry there are very few people around here on the weekdays as it's mostly a weekend place."