As the days leading up to your vacation came closer, your anticipation began to build. Finally, the trip you've been waiting on was nearing. The months to days, the days to hours and the hours were now minutes. As you patiently waited for me to arrive and pick you up. Everything you would need for the trip was in just one bag. As I pulled into your driveway, reality finally set in. The hour drive would be no ordinary drive, it actually would be a ride. As we straped your bag on the bike and fastened our helmet, it was time to leave. As we pulled off, your grip on my waist was strong, but not from being scared. It was more of a relaxed squeeze. With the wind in our face, our conversation was filled with excitement. We decided to travel back roads to avoid heavy traffic and view areas we've never seen before. As we entered each town, we would pass through it with a blink of an eye.
As the sunshine became brighter and temperature heated up, we decided it was time to rest for a few minutes. Finally we pulled into an old rest area. While stretching, I realized again just how beautiful you are. With the heat building, you decided to change your clothes. Pulling off your skin tight jeans and t-shirt to put on shorts and halter top. The look in those eyes told me, your choice of attire wasn't just for the weather. After hitting the road again, it was obvious I was right about your reason for dressing so skimpy. I could feel your pointy nipples in my back as you pressed your breast against me. The grip on my waist was another clue. You held firm in just the right spot, not to high on my sides or to low near the waist. But the feel was enough to get my cock's attention. The teasing was now on. I rested my left hand and arm on your leg, teasing you as well. The skin was so soft, I couldn't wait to feel it on my face. Just as we were approaching another small town, the unexpected happened. As we rounded a curve, raindrops began falling. The dark clouds told us to find cover.