Terri was frustrated with her job again. She had taken her daughter Kaylee over to her mothers and was looking forward to just having a night off alone. Since our tryst a few weeks ago she had cranked up the flirting machine on high. She was also flirting with Dana. Unbeknownst to me the two ladies had some wild nights after drinking at parties. So to Terri this was not unusual.
I was wondering if she had spoken to Dana, because she was acting looser around me in regards to returning the flirting to Terri. We all seemed to just have fun parading around like a group of hormonal hippies brandishing our desires.
I dropped by to see Terri on my motorcycle. She was wearing one of her signature, two sizes, too small, blue jeans. That combined with a tight red t-shirt and a pair of knee high boots and she was again too gorgeous to ignore.
"Would you like to go for a ride?" I asked.
"Sure let me get a sweatshirt." She replied
When she returned to the bike she had her hair in pigtails and a zip-front sweatshirt that was grey on. She hiked a leg over the seat and got seated in behind me. She wrapped her arms around my waist and squeezed me tight. I revved the Harley and we took off.
"Where are we going?" She asked coyly.
I smirked and answered, "It's a surprise."
We rode for about 15 minutes and I noticed that she had slid a hand down and was massaging my flaccid cock and my balls. It was a little distracting but was nice all the same. I also noticed that she was rocking her hips against the seat. She gasped and moaned in my ear.
"Oh that was nice, I love motorcycles." She exclaimed.
I knew immediately what had happened. She was grinding her clit into the seat and the vibration had gotten her off. Dana had done this a number of times, especially in Daytona when she just wore a bikini. Hell, on one ride Dana had 14 orgasms on the way to a pig roast.
I informed Terri we would be where we were going in just a couple of minutes. She went back to massaging my, now half hard, cock through my jeans. In a short period of time we were at my cabin up in the mountains. I pulled in front of the cabin and we both dismounted the metal steed. As we made it to the front door she grabbed me by the arm and spun me. When I stopped I was inches from her face. She pulled me close and kissed me passionately.