As I pulled up the leather leggings I could almost feel the breeze blowing in my face. I wanted to chase the office off me and feel the throbbing of the Harley's engine between my legs. The leather thong and vest completed my outfit. Keeping the buttons from popping might be a trick, once I get going I'll just undo them and let the wind tickle my nipples.
I had been yearning for it to be Saturday, I had planned to hop on my hog and drive through the countryside. Let the wind burn against my soft skin. To feel the hogs throbbing motor stimulates my clit.
I had driven the back roads before and I knew they were not heavily travel, my chances of coming across someone would be slim. I wanted to open her up maybe do a wheely or two. I was not expecting what happened next.
I had been driving for about an hour when I crested a hill, there at the base of the hill was a sheriffs car parked blocking the road. The officer was standing next tot he vehicle and as I approached the officer directed me to drive down the lane of a farm. Not wanting trouble I turned down the lane and watched in my mirror as the officer got in the car and followed me.