The second in a series featuring Katrina the Hotwife.
It had been a good decision to get her bike out. The city's streets were never clear of traffic on a working day but there was a good cycle route all the way down to her office. On a day like this she could get her exercise and do her short commute all in one.
Kat felt the delicious little burn of using her muscles. She enjoyed going to the gym but sometimes a change to routine kept things fresh. Using the cycle-ways, with their sometimes uneven surface, meant she couldn't go too fast but it was still excellent aerobic exercise. There was a breeze coming off the sea that she was working against. It made her journey more of a work-out while keeping her cool from the heat of the sun.
The wheels of her bike juddered as she approached the junction and she felt her top blown against her body by the breeze. She glanced down and realised that even given the heat maybe just wearing the top hadn't been so good an idea. The combination of the touch of the material and the coolness of the air were making her nipples VERY obvious through the top's thin material.
Not so long ago she would have been nervously watching everyone she passed and hoping that they hadn't noticed. The last couple of months had rather banished such notions. Especially the incident at the local store. Going out back with an African-American stranger and ending up swallowing his cum. That sort of thing kind of shook the self-consciousness out of you!
Kat stopped at a light and glanced down again. It wasn't a particularly daring top - none of the revealing styles and slogans that her Twitter fans loved to see her wear. However the thin white material was doing absolutely nothing to hide her hard nipples. She wondered just how many men had noticed them as she rode by. Well, she was proud of her body. That was why there was a tiny camera mounted on her handle-bars and pointing back at her. A little editing to ensure that she remained anonymous and her Twitter fans would love that close up view when the cool breeze blew her top tight against her breasts. Then Kat would get to enjoy their reactions - she would take her own pleasure and satisfaction from their desire for her.
Kat's bike eased its way down the slope and past the long line of vehicles backed up. In this city that could be another advantage of getting the bike out. The lines of traffic were longer than usual today and she only found out why as she took the next corner.
"Oh sh-", Kat caught herself as she noticed the barriers up across the road. Weren't the city supposed to put notices up to warn people about this sort of thing? She did a quick mental calculation. If this road was blocked then it wouldn't be just a case of having to go around the block. She'd have to follow the traffic system round, part of it uphill. If she pushed it that would be twenty minutes at least.
Kat slowed her machine and brought it to a halt just in front of the barriers. No way through - what a pain! Her ears were assailed by the roar of a jack-hammer as a workman was breaking up the surface. He was a big man, muscles rippling as he worked with sweat already shining on his dark skin. Other men were taking away the rubble and moving more equipment around the small site. The sun was only starting to show its power and it promised to be a long day for these working men.
The jack-hammer stopped its roar as Kat noticed the sign-board. She felt the relief of it - concentrating against that noise was near impossible. Now she could read the sign. The work would be going on Thursday through Sunday. Well - it seemed the bike would be going back in the cupboard for a few days!
"Sorry about the inconvenience - we putting in the new power cables."
Kat hoped she hadn't jumped too much with surprise. He was indeed a big man - over six-foot tall and powerfully-built. He wore a sleeveless shirt that left his muscular arms exposed. He had taken one ear-protector off.
"It's a bit of a pain - I can almost see my office from here but going the long way round will be twenty minutes at least. Still I guess you guys have to get the work done."
The big man didn't move a muscle but Kat had a strong feeling that in that half-second his eyes had taken her all in. Appraised her and considered her.
"Well ma'am the rules are strict. We can't let anyone through while we're working. Just a little through-way over there for when we done for the day. So you'll have to go round. Unless of course," he paused and then shouted in a loud deep voice, "OK GUYS - ITS A FIVE MINUTE BREAK."
Like magic the noise of machinery cut off. The man gave Kat a little smile. "Benefits of being a foreman!" He pointed at the through-way he had indicated earlier. "Darnell - give this lady a hand by opening that gate there."
Another African-American worker moved across and unlocked the latch to let the small gate swing free. Even before getting there Kat could see a problem. It was really only a narrow walk-way between a building and the site's barriers. The handle-bars of her machine were too wide to fit through.
She gave out a little sigh - seemed she'd be going the long way round anyway. The foreman chuckled.
"In my line of work you got to be able to problem-solve. Let me help..."
Kat got off her bike at his signal and the man leaned over and picked the machine up to heft it onto his shoulder. It was a good bike and the man did it with nonchalant ease. He carried it across the site as Kat walked alongside him outside of the barriers.
"This is very kind of you," she said.
"Its a pleasure and the guys were due five minutes anyway. You do this route every day?"
"I was planning to."
"Well you just ask for me, I'm Jalen or Jay or the Boss, or look out for Darnell over there." He pointed at his colleague. "We'll look after ya - that's right ain't it Darnell."
Darnell wasn't as big as Jalen but he was clearly another man who earned his keep with the sweat of his brow. "Damn sure," he said, his eyes remaining firmly anchored on the front of Kat's top.
Jalen set Kat's bike down safely on the other side of their work. "We'll keep an eye out for you later."
Kat hoped back onto her machine. "Thanks guys - I really appreciate it."
"Ain't nothing," said Jalen. He turned back to his men and gave a signal.
Kat had only gone a few yards before she heard Darnell's excited voice. "Damn you see her - she's as..." then his comment was drowned out as the jack-hammers resumed.
***
Kat didn't have to call out for the guys on her way home. They were already at the barrier talking to two young men on bicycles, almost certainly college students by their outfits and their distinctly grim facial hair.
"Well I'm sorry but that's how it is. If I could help you out..." Jalen gave the young men a dismissive shrug.
"Man this if fucking ridiculous. Of course you can let us through - you just have to move your lazy Black butts and shift that barrier."
It seemed this particular young man was lacking in judgement. His choice of words just underlined the initial impression made by that patchy ginger neck-beard of his.
Jalen didn't answer him - he just gave him a look. It was quite a look. Kat could almost see the bluster and self-assurance drain out of the young man's face. His friend tugged at his sleeve.
"Ah shit - fuck you! We'll go round AND we'll fucking report your lazy nigger asses!"
Darnell took a step forward and the two young men almost leapt onto their bikes and peddled quickly away in the other direction.
Jalen watched them go and finally just let out an expressive, 'Huh!"
"Will they report you?" Kat asked.
"Like I could give a shit," replied Jalen. "Ain't like we don't hear that all day every day." He ran one hand over the top of his close-cropped scalp. "Water off this ol' duck's back."
He seemed to ponder for a moment and then smiled. "Ready to go back?"
Kat returned his smile. "Yeah, but we'd best take some weight off first." She opened her cooler newly strapped on the back of the bike and handed over six bottles of ice-cold water. "I've been looking out of the office all day at that hot sun and just knew you men could use this."
"DRINK BREAK," shouted Darnell and his four co-workers came over. It had clearly been a long hot day and the men were showing it. They gratefully took the water and gulped it down.
Jalen took a huge swig of water from his bottle and savoured the feel in his mouth before swallowing it down. "That hits the spot - thank you err..." For the first time Jalen showed a little less confidence - realising he didn't know her name and wasn't sure she'd appreciate his asking for it. She was, after all, a white woman and a REAL classy high-end white girl at that.
"I'm Kat," she responded with a smile. "Is water OK or do you prefer..."
"Cold beer would be better, " broke in Darnell, "but the motha-fuckers D/D test us so..."
"Water's perfect," smoothly cut in Jalen, "just be Darnell's luck if his sorry-self got fired for a can of beer! Now..." He smoothly picked up Kat's bike and began helping her past the site and on her way home.
***
The vibration of the bike had moved the camera but not too much and Kat soon edited a few choice pieces of footage to be posted up. She thought about it and then added a caption. "I got some attention." The last few seconds of the posted clip featured Jalen and Darnell, though Kat was very careful to ensure nothing shown could ever identify them.
As she prepared the evening meal and then watched TV with her husband she kept wondering what her followers' reaction would be. Well, let's be honest, she wasn't wondering. She had a very good idea what the reaction would be and she was very much looking forward to seeing it.
***
Friday went much as Thursday had - with the exception that a big part of Kat spent her time just looking forward to seeing Jalen. He had a look and demeanour that Kat found intensely attractive. He wasn't arrogant but he was in charge. He was the Boss for sure!
Kat was an attractive woman and she wasn't a naive teenager. She had experienced her share of male appreciation and attention. She had experience enough to know what she liked and Jalen ticked ALL the right boxes.
