Alice and I get up early and ready to hit the road. We drop the keys off at the front desk and arrange for their cleaning crew to put Paul's cabin back into shape.
We have a tearful goodbye with Suzy. She tries again to have us stay with her, but to no avail. She hugs me for a long time, not wanting to let go. Her goodbye kiss is more peck than passion, but her tongue does brush across my teeth.
Her goodbye to Alice is even more of a tear fest. Both of them draw apart with wet eyes. I go over and hug them both saying it is time to get going. Suzy and Alice have a long goodbye kiss, which causes the few people up and around to gawk. It's a good thing this is a biker resort where expressions like that are not too unusual.
I stand the bike up and hold it for Alice to climb on. Once she is on board, Suzy hands her a piece of paper with her address and phone number. We wave bye and head for the highway.
We are on our way to Chattanooga and North on I-81 from there. We have plans to visit Pennsylvania Amish country. We won't make it today, but I am in no hurry. In fact, I plan to intercept the Blue Ridge parkway as soon as I can and play tourist on our way North.
We turn off onto I-40 into Asheville. Alice wants to see the Biltmore Estate, so we plan to stay the night. We roll up to the visitor's center and purchase our tickets. It is a lovely ride through the estate to the parking area. We park and make our way to the main building.
The tour is nice and Alice is quite impressed. It is amazing how people lived back then. The opulence is astounding.
The nicest part of the tour is the converted dairy that now is a winery. We do a light tasting and pick up a couple of nice estate-bottled wines for tonight. We take our wine and catch lunch at the estate's restaurant.
After lunch we motor over to the B&B we'd arranged at the visitor's center and check ourselves in. A nice couple, Sam and Annie, who make us feel right at home, run the B&B. We move our stuff into the room, unhook the trailer, and set off to explore the town.
We ride into town and find a place to park. We take a walking tour of the town. Alice finds several antiques she loves, but they won't fit on a motorcycle. A comfy looking bar draws us in and we have a beer before walking around some more.
We are having such a good time wandering from shop to shop that we lose track of time. It suddenly dawns on both of us that it was past dinnertime and we are famished. We hunt up a restaurant and slake our hunger. Alice and I lose ourselves in conversation. She is very easy to talk to.
After dinner we ride back to the B&B and borrow a corkscrew from the owners. As the Inn is not very full they agree to share one of the bottles with us. I retrieve the bottle and meet them on the deck behind the inn.
They have a tray with four glasses and a corkscrew waiting for me when I arrive. I pop the cork and fill all four glasses. Sam, Annie, and Alice pick up their glasses. I pick up mine and propose a toast to their lovely establishment. We clink glasses and drink up. One bottle leads to two. Two lead to three and by the end of it we have been invited to share their private garden and hot tub. We retire back out to the camper and retrieve our suits, change, and join them.
Sam and Annie are in their early 50s. Sam has a few extra pounds, but Annie is in pretty good shape for her age. She fills out a two-piece swimsuit fairly well. A fourth bottle of wine is waiting for us when we drop into the water.
It is but a moment before I feel a hand moving up my leg. I look up to see a mischievous smile on Annie's face. Sam is leaning into Alice and not being very subtle about staring at her breasts. Alice slides closer to me.
We look at each other, mentally signaled we don't want what the owners are offering and look for a way out. I start by lifting Annie's hand off my leg. Alice drops down in the water to break Sam's staring.
We finish our wine, make our thanks, and wrap towels around ourselves as we make our way back to our room. We shower to rinse off the hot tub residue and turn in.
The next morning we pack our things and head into the dining room for breakfast. We are either early or late as we are the only ones. Breakfast is pancakes and link sausage with orange juice and coffee. Annie offers to make up a picnic lunch for us for the company last night, but we politely turned down her hospitality. We want to be on the road as soon a possible.
After breakfast, we suit up and mount up. We are on our way. We catch the Blue Ridge Parkway, and head north through beautiful blooming plants. Multicolored rhododendrons line our path. We ride on feeling the beauty of the mountains.
The Blue Ridge Parkway runs into the Skyline Drive and we stop at one of the many campgrounds for the night. We pull into a campsite away from others and give the camper its first try out. After a couple of wrong turns, we get it up the right way. It is much roomier than I thought it would be.
We set our sleeping bags to air and ride back out to the Parkway to buy gas and some groceries. We enquire about possible eating establishments. There is a nice one right there in the campground.
We motor back to our site and park the bike. The restaurant is only a short hike away. We are able to be seated right away and have a marvelous meal. We walk back to our campsite hand in hand and prepare a campfire with some wood we bought and some deadfall we find on the ground near our site.
Alice sits across the fire ring from me as I tend the fire. We laugh at Sam and Annie's plans for us last night. We agree that Annie was doable, but Sam would have been too much to take. We are sure they were quite disappointed. Alice laughs when she finds out that Annie was fondling my leg under the water.
"If you want to go back I'll wait here for you," she laughs uproariously.
"No thanks, she might be more than I can handle. "
That really sets her off. She practically rolls out of her chair and onto the ground. I mention that she might not want to get down on the ground, as there are ticks and chiggers in these woods. She shivers and pulls her chair around and next to mine.
The fire burns down to coals and we get ready for bed. Alice walks up to the restrooms and cleans up. I wait for her to return and then go up myself.
I climb into the camper and Alice is already into her sleeping bag. I strip down to my underwear and am about to crawl into my bag when she pops up out of hers and into my arms. She is naked.
She plants a big kiss on me and says, "It's a shame about those ticks and chiggers. I sure would like finding a soft spot and make love to you under the stars. Did you see how black it is out there?"
"Oh, I've made love under the stars. Its nice, but I like my comforts."
She looks at me in the darkness and says, "Come to think of it, so do I."
She pushes me down on my back and crawls on top of me. She fondles my cock erect, fits a condom on me, and positions herself over me. She lowers down onto me a bit at a time until she is fully ensconced on my cock.
She then rises up and down on me at a moderate tempo. I reach up and fondle her soft breasts and pinch her nipples. She makes cooing sounds. I reach one hand down and find her clit. I gently rub her clit and she draws in a sharp breath. She starts making sharp cries as she hits bottom and my finger pushes against her clit.
I start thrusting up into her as she drops down on me. She switches to a back and forth motion as her hands land on my shoulders. I thrust harder into her. She gasps each time she rocks back onto my hard cock.
Alice lowers herself so that her breasts rake across my chest. The feeling is marvelous. Her tempo increases and she slams harder onto my hip on each down stroke her cries become more strident.
I pinch her nipples and twist them slightly. She buries her cries by kissing me firm on the mouth. All at once she sets straight up and slams down hard on my cock. She reaches behind her and runs her nails across my balls. I don't need any more stimulation. I am cumming. I am cumming hard. So is Alice. She is not too quiet at that point. She slams into me and gasps out. I'm sure there are campers all over the campsite smiling.
She collapses on my chest and waits for her breathing to return to normal. She lifts up and kisses me.
"It might have been nicer to do that outside, but it was a lot more comfortable in here. Put your shoes on. Come on!"
Alice takes my hand and leads me to the zippered door to the camper. She unzips the fly and steps out, pulling me along. I steps out and a cool breeze wafts across my body.
