I'd been waiting for this day for weeks. I was meeting a group of friends to ride in a charity motorcycle ride. It was a cool Fall day, but it would be a beautiful day for a long ride through the countryside.
The meet-up point was a local restaurant. My group decided to meet early for breakfast that day. We were all sitting around waiting to order and I could not help but notice the blonde across the table. Turns out her name is Morgan. As we finished breakfast, she got up. She walked directly to the seat next to me and sat down. My heart skipped a beat, but she started talking to my friend.
It didn't take long for Steve and I to make eye contact. I think he got the hint. He finally introduced me to Morgan. I felt like an 8th grader, all tongue-tied trying to be coy but feeling giddy admiring her beauty. With deep blue eyes, blonde hair and a scorching hot body she was beautiful by every definition.
We had about 45 min to kill before we would load up the bikes for the day long ride. It was mostly small talk within the group. I was dying to engage with Morgan but she had her circle of friends giving her plenty of attention. As the time approached, Steve asked if anyone was riding with me. I was solo, but before I could say anything Steve yelled across the table "Hey Morgan, I found you a ride."
I had assumed she had her own motorcycle. She explained that she did, but her bike was in the shop. I offered that she could ride with me if she wanted. She smiled.
"Are you sure?" she asked. "I don't want to impose."
"Trust me, it's no problem at all. I would enjoy the company."
With that arranged, the group of us headed to the bikes. Morgan grabbed her helmet and gear from her car and met me at my bike. A few minutes later we were on the road.
Through the magic of bluetooth, Morgan and I were able to talk virtually the entire ride. We hit it off immediately. With every mile she seemed to lean in a little closer, and wrap her arms around me just a little tighter. Looking back, I have no idea what we actually talked about. It was mostly small talk, but it was one of the best rides of my life.
When we finally stopped, she took off her helmet and I simply gazed at her beauty. I was attracted to her when I saw her at the restaurant, but after spending two hours riding and talking, I was awestruck. The reality was that she was stunning. She was slightly shorter than me at 5'7" and had a wonderful body for being mid 40's. Turns out she has been divorced for several years with no real prospects for a boyfriend.
The charity event made for a fun day. I felt like a teenager at the carnival with my first girlfriend. Every interaction seemed natural, yet it felt so awkward. Was she feeling what I was feeling?
As the event was winding down I asked her if she had plans for the evening. Our small group was splitting up to head their separate ways. The easy option was to simply take Morgan back to the restaurant to get her car. But why not take a chance?
I asked if she had plans for tonight or would she be open for having dinner together. I explained that one of my favorites was not too far out of the way and if she was interested we could grab a drink there before I dropped her off. She agreed.
Fast forward, before we knew it the time was 8pm and it had been a long day. Being the gentleman that I am, I politely thanked her for sharing the day with me and I offered to take her to her car. She said she had really enjoyed the day and she was glad she decided to attend the breakfast even though she could not bring her bike.
With that, we jumped on the bike and headed for home, continuing the small talk and stories that had filled the day. We laughed, we smiled, we joked. It was refreshing to meet someone that shared similar views on life.
Just over half way back to her car we hit a red light. As I pulled to a stop I felt her pull herself even closer. I could swear we were about to kiss - damn helmets! To my surprise, she pulled me tight and asked if I wanted to follow her home. At first I politely declined explaining that I was not too keen on riding the motorcycle in the dark. She paused (I guess she was stunned at my answer) and then asked "are you sure?"
I think I had temporarily lost my mind. What had I done saying "no" to her?
I turned to her and asked "why not?"
"Great!" she said. "It's only a few minutes away!"
And with that, the giddy school boy was glowing. Or was I the gentlemen my mother raised me to be? It had been such a perfect day. Why not just arrange a second date?
My mind was racing when we pulled into the parking lot. She pointed me to her car. As she got off the bike I was debating if I could follow through with the plan, or just politely bail out. She gave me a big hug and said "I had a great day today. Are you going to follow me?"
I simply stared in her eyes and muttered "yes!"
"Perfect. It's about 10 minutes. It's really easy" she explained.
That was the longest 10 minutes of my life! But we made it and she invited me in. There was a note on the table from her son "Staying at Joey's tonight...see you tomorrow." it read. A quick text to Joey's mom confirmed the plan. We had the place to ourselves.
She offered me a drink and poured a glass of wine for herself. We ended up on the couch watching a movie. Honestly, I couldn't focus.
She finished her wine and offered to refresh my drink. Before she could get up I pulled her close and we kissed. And we kissed again, followed by a long hug. I told her how much I enjoyed the day. I felt lucky that she decided to show up.
I excused myself to go to the bathroom. She refreshed our drinks. As we finished round two, I offered to give her a refill. I headed to the kitchen. To my surprise, she followed me. She actually startled me. As I stood there with the wine bottle in my hand, she pinned me against the counter and the kissed me. I put the bottle down on the counter so I could focus on her. That's when I felt her hand rub across my jeans.
I paused long enough to look deep in her eyes. We simply gazed at one another for what seemed like an eternity. We kissed again, but this time she leaned in and whispered "come with me!"
She took me by the hand and led me out of the kitchen. She led me up the stairs to her bedroom. Stopping next to her bed, she pulled me close to her and we kissed deeply and passionately. I wanted to grope every part of her body, but I was afraid of being too aggressive.
We both wanted the same thing, but I was hesitant. My pause seemed like an eternity. My hands moved to her ass and I kissed her again. This time, she pushed me down on the bed. She chuckled and said "I'll be right back."
She headed to the bathroom. I decided to get more comfortable on the bed. She walked out wearing nothing but a night gown. She closed the bedroom door and turned down the lights. As she climbed on top of me I whispered in her ear "you look amazing!'
For the next 10 minutes we kissed long and deeply as she removed my clothes and dropped her nightgown. I immediately started to play with her 36C tits which seemed to be so perfect. I licked at her ears. I nibbled at her neck. I swear I was 18 again. She reached for my cock only to discover my raging hard on. I sucked on her tits. She rubbed my cock. Our hands were all over each other.
My cock was hard and throbbing as I reached for her pussy. She looked me deep in the eyes, kissed me, then kissed my chest, and then moved her head to my crotch. All I could think to myself was "oh my god!"
She positioned herself on all fours as she grabbed my cock and put it to her lips. I froze. Now what? Well, she knew what to do. She flicked her tongue across the head of my cock. I reached for her ass and started to massage her butt cheeks. With each flick of her tongue, I manipulated my fingers deeper into her crotch. I flicked a finger across her pussy lips. She was already wet and anxious for more. She spread her legs ever so slightly as if to invite me into her sex.
While I was doing my best to finger her, she stroked my cock in between flicks. It was so gentle and soothing. It was amazing. With each stroke, I massaged her pussy even more. First one finger, then two. She moaned as I penetrated her.
As I pulled my fingers out, she paused and looked up at me. As if it was some sort of dare, I put them in my mouth. "Mmmmm!"