All actors are presumed to be over the age of consent and are willing participants.
Day 1.
Just a little about my wife and I. We met early on in our small town public school quickly becoming friends and eventually boyfriend girlfriend. I'm your typical farm boy who worked on the farm during the summer, played fall sports in high school, but weighing in about 170 and 6 foot tall, and not being a stand out sports player, I really just didn't stand out in a group.
Tammy though, was the all American teen sweetheart. Standing just over 5 feet tall, with her petite build and long blond hair that went to the middle of her back, she would always catch the eyes of every red blooded male when she walked out in public. But she always had her eyes on me and we married soon after graduating from high school.
We both got jobs and quickly found ourselves getting into a routine of work, eat, and sleep, leaving us having sex once in a while. Now don't get me wrong. I liked sex. I would even say I loved sex. And Tammy was beautiful. Seeing her nude body would always give me an instant erection. Her small breasts tipped with tiny red nipples jutting out from her chest. Her flat stomach leading down to her little belly button and then the light blond hair leading down to her blond covered vagina was enough to make me about lose my load without even touching her. even her little round butt covered by a light layer of blond hair was mesmerizing. With all that going for her, was enough to make me a real quick lover.
I found my self wanting to bring something to our marriage, I found and bought an older Honda Goldwing motorcycle earlier this spring. Tammy was at first a bit nervous about it, but after taking every opportunity to take her out for rides around the area, she quickly found it enjoyable. The bike seemed to be pretty reliable and we always seem to run into lots of great people who keep bringing up the Sturgis South Dakota bike rally. The rally peaks out interests and we soon find ourselves researching it finding lots of videos and pictures and soon start planning out 1000 mile trip.
The day arrives for us to leave. We load up the bike with a tent, bedding, and clothes and quickly met up with some of the earlier mentioned friends. We fire up the bikes and excitedly make our way to South Dakota.
I make no claims to say that it was easy. We quickly found the ride to be long and even painful. At first, the excitement must have masked how uncomfortable the seat was, and even how hot it got while riding across the country, but we persevered with the encouragement of out friends and eventually, we found the area that we going to stay.
Reality hits when I see hundreds, if not thousands of bikes and people spread out across a large field. We all stay together and find an open area quickly making our claim to it setting up our tents. Once set up, I sit down on the ground and look around looking at all the people milling around. it amazed me how so many people from all areas of the country, of different races, different political beliefs, have come together. The only thing that make me feel conscientious was that it looked like everyone else had Harley Davidson motorcycles. In fact, I didn't see hardly any other types of bikes.
I also noticed that many of the women were also scantily dressed as they walked around the field. Many even were walking around topless not caring who could see them. Some had tiny shorts on that revealed the cheeks of their butts, and in the front, the shorts were so tight, that I could see the outline of their vaginas. I quickly reverted my eyes when I felt Tammy hit my shoulder.
"You like what you see?" She asks while staring into my eyes.
I knew I had been caught and just looked at the ground answering "Nnnoo. Not really."
