She was a woman on a mission, determined to hunt down an old flame for a sensuous rendezvous, the passion long dormant buried deep inside, was once again ignited. She was riding hard along Skyline Drive on her Harley, the wind blew through her long blonde hair as she sped along the winding roads on a crisp autumn day; the fair skin of her face was touched by a few freckles, that enhanced the light blue eyes she kept focused on the road ahead. She guided herself through the tight hair pin turns at almost reckless speed, as fast as she could control without flying off the side of the cliffs, she felt the rush that you get from pushing the limits. The air was cool and clear, a deep blue sky that stretched above her, as a bluish haze formed a silhouette of the ridges of the Smokey’s off in the distance.
Brilliant reds and yellows decorated the panoramic view as if carefully positioned by the meticulous brush strokes of an impressionist painter, a tranquil background that contrasted with the adrenaline-fueled excitement that was leading her down this road.
Months had passed since they last met, and distance now separated them as much as her pursuit of her new job; a career move that would position her to become one of the youngest women ever to make partner at a big four accounting firm. This ride toward her upcoming rendezvous granted her the solitude she lacked from the constant demands on her time during the work week and the opportunity for her to be alone with her own thoughts and get away. With her driven personality, she made sure she played as hard as she worked, she was not content idly sitting around. Once they met, he would be her partner in the escape from her everyday life. Now was her time, and she could just say “fuck it, this is mine.”
She thought about the man she was to meet. He was not her normal rugged macho-man military type; but still, a very good-looking man with clean-cut almost pretty-boy looks, a lean-muscular body that complemented his sharp mind and keen understanding of how to satisfy her carnal desires. His strong presence exuded masculinity as well as a confidence that naturally followed a deep understanding of women. She found him fascinating, from the entrancing resonant sound of his voice, to the piercing blue eyes that seemed to gaze into her soul and instantaneously awaken feelings of lust and nervous excitement.
As she thought about their innate chemistry, a desire pulsed through her veins with each beat of her heart and in every breath that she took now, whenever she found herself thinking of him.
Butterflies flickered in the pit of her stomach while the vibrations of the motorcycle hummed through her leather chaps to tantalize her freshly shaven smooth pussy into a warm moist caldron of lust that ached for his thick manhood to penetrate deep inside her. She felt all of the tension that had built these last couple months flood to the surface now.
Her anticipation swelled as she could almost feel him now, inside of her, and her thoughts drifted to their first time on that snowy winter day when he fucked her with such carnal intensity and red hot passion that had taken her to depths of pleasure far beyond anything she had ever experienced and somehow each encounter seemed more intense than the last…
She drew close to their meeting spot as she came upon the innocuous trail that faintly meandered into the woods from the road. She slowed the Harley down and got off, the vibrations from the motorcycle still resonating through her body. She walked purposefully through the woods, and the leaves crunched underfoot from her leather boots- a break in the near silence of the forest only gently interrupted by the leaves that rustled in the wind and fell to the ground. Blood pulsed through her eager body, a little nervous and intensely excited at the same time. She could almost conjure up exactly how his skilled tongue would gently tease its way down her belly toward her clit. The velvet warmth of his tongue’s caress and the powerful waves of pleasure he could send through her, allowing her to surrender to the impending tryst. She unzipped her jacket, allowing her plentiful cleavage to show from underneath the matching black tank top. She knew the effect the sight of her would have upon him, how much he loved her breasts, loved the powerful bad girl side of her which was so different from all of those plain vanilla women he was used to and found so easily. Unlike other women he could overwhelm with his calculating rakish charm, she had always been an active participant in this seduction, seducing him just as much as she was seducing her. In her mind she was already envisioning how she could get that look of desire back on his face, using the power of her sensuality, her lips and tongue.
As she noticed a fork in the trail, she chose left and turned up the hill, the trees thinned as she entered the rockier area. Large boulders surrounded her but framed a clear view for miles behind them. She climbed onto one of the boulders and stood back to enjoy the view. Then she saw him. His reddish blonde hair caught some of the late afternoon sun as the breeze gently swept through his strands.
His lean muscular body was outlined by the tight black t-shirt beneath his unzipped black leather jacket. She gazed impishly into his blue eyes as she walked right toward him. Without a word he cupped his hands along her cheeks and kissed her full pouting lips, sending a twinge of electricity shooting through her body. She felt weak in the knees as her body melted into him, yet the softness and warmth made her feel safe at the same time. The softness and the warmth made her feel safe and yet weak in the knees as her body melted into his firm arms. As they kissed, his hands hungrily roamed over her body, deliberately pulling back her black leather jacket to expose her fair cleavage which was practically bursting out of the constraints of her top. The contrast of the cold zipper dragged across her breasts and the warm texture of the dark leather lightly titillated her pale skin as it slid over her breasts and off her shoulders fueled the excitement for them as they continued to kiss.
Her hands explored his body too, as she felt his defined arms and strong chest-. As the two became more turned on their light touches became more frantic to remove each other's clothing. She reached for his shirt, as he cupped each breast in his hand, sucking on her taut nipples, pulling them between his teeth, eager for more, passionately kissing her breasts and on down over her soft belly as she shivered with delight…