Rachel felt like screaming. Her life had went to hell within the past two days. First, she got evicted, second, her boyfriend of 2 years dumped her for her sister, and last but not least, she got fired because she wouldn't be the bosses sex slave. He was short, heavy, balding and just plain creepy. Not her type at all.
She dreamed of her perfect lover as she drove. He would stand well over 6 feet, be lean but muscular, hung like a horse, tatted up and dangerous. Obviously she preferred bad boys.
A loud screeching woke her up from her thoughts. She groans loudly as her beat up toyota completely dies on her. She cruises over to the side of the dark and deserted highway. Yelling obscenities at her car and almost sobbing, she slams the door open and scrambles out. Thinking to herself, what the fuck do I do now? She had been headed down to a friends house to regroup and get back on her feet. She flips her cell open and screams in disgust. No service! Grabs her purse and locks up her car and starts to walk.
A couple miles later, she hears the loud purr of a harley coming up behind her. The sound actually makes her heart thud harder but when it pulls up beside her and stops, she almost gasps. A tall, well built man sat astride the powerful machine, his long black hair flowing freely, his eyes a beautiful shade of green, almost the color of pine. His full mouth grins crookedly as he looks her up and down slowly.
She had only threw on a thin white halter style summer dress as she left her apartment and the thin material hugged her full curves invitingly. Her long wavy auburn hair cascading around her chubby but angelic face. Her full pink lips curve up slowly and her blue eyes flash with desire.
"Well, hello sexy. You need some help, baby?" his voice sent chills down her spine.
"As a matter of fact, yes. Feel like helping a lady in need, stranger?" Rachel replies quickly.
He grins and motions for her to get on behind him. She hurriedly slides on and cuddles up to his broad back and holds him tightly around the waist.
"The names Rafe, sexy. Hold on tight!" he shouts back to her and tears out of the gravel like a bat out of hell.
Her dress had rode up to reveal smooth milky round thighs, now clenched around her dream lover. The vibrations from the beast beneath her made her smooth pussy throb and soak the thin silk panties she wore. She moaned loudly as the fire in her crotch grew hotter and faster. Sadly two minutes later, they pulled into a service station and he stopped near the door.
Rafe kicked the stand down and helped her dismount. His roughened hand reluctantly let her soft hand go free.
"Well, baby girl, catch you later!" he yells back to her as he speeds away.
Rachel watches him disappear, a little sad to see that hunk of possible sexual delight fade away. She enters the station and goes about telling the man at the counter where to send the tow truck. He points her to the hotel across the street so she can rest and come back in the morning.
The next morning she wakes up and realizes her plump pussy is very moist. Her dreams the night before had centered around Rafe, her bad boy hero. Obviously, they had been of a naughty nature. She laughs and hurries to take a shower and head back to the station.
Grateful that her car was ready and shocked it was already paid in full for the repairs. She wasn't one to look a gift horse in the mouth so she hit the highway quickly. Wondering if the man on the harley had paid.
She had only been driving for about 2 hours when she spotted a tattoo shop. She turned into the parking lot quickly, getting the urge to treat herself. She exits her car and glances at the air brushed sign. The name was Pain and Pleasure.
She walks into the air conditioned shop and browses the walls of designs, finally settling on a pair of red cherries. Smiling wickedly, deciding to put it just above her slit in her pussy. Suddenly she hears a very manly chuckle behind her.
"Hey, baby girl. Your looking damn good!" Rafe smiles.
"Oh my, we meet again, my sexy hero." Rachel's soft laughter filling the room.
He grins and leads her to a room in the back. "You gonna let me work my magic on that soft body, baby?" his rough voice asks.
"Oh, you can work anything you want on me, sexy." Rachel replies, almost purring.
