My wife and I have always had a good relationship, and before we married, she said she didn't want to tie me down, and if I was to do "anything", she didn't want to know about it, and not to catch "anything". I have never acted on that, and I think she knows that.
So a week ago she tells me I need to take our neighbor, Kay on a motorcycle ride. Kay is a 68 year old widow who still looks great for her age. She has ample breasts that I often get a peek at when she's wearing a loose fitting top. She was a blonde, but now mostly gray medium length hair.
She was over at Kay's house visiting and Kay tells her that one item on her bucket list is to go for a motorcycle ride. Now I have a on/off road bike, and it has knobby tires on it. The rider and passenger get more vibration on it due to the aggressive tires. It is not a touring bike and has a seat that is long enough for a rider and passenger, but you are riding with the passenger pressed up against your back. My wife can only take about a half hour ride and it always ends up with some amazing sex afterwards. The vibrations really get her juices flowing.
I said, "Do you think that would be a problem for her? You know how the ride gets you going."
She said, "Take her for a ride to the cabin. You two can look at the fall leaves on the way, check on the place, and if she gets too turned on, give her a good fucking. Lord knows she could use it, being all alone, since Ned died."
I think my jaw must have hit the floor. "You're kidding, right?"
"No. I'm okay with whatever might happen. If it happens, it happens, if it doesn't, it doesn't."
I still couldn't believe she was serious, but she sent me over to set up the date for her bucket list ride. Next Wednesday it was. The weather forecast was looking good, and during the week, the traffic should be low. I told her to wear jeans and a long sleeve shirt, and I had a jacket and boots and a helmet for her to wear. We will depart around 9:00am.
The days leading up to Wednesday has me getting excited at the possibilities, and my wife and I have some great sex in the days prior. I can't stop thinking about the chance of getting into her pants.
Wednesday has finally arrived and the weather looks great. I have the bike ready to go and go next door to get her. I help her with the boots, coat and helmet. My wife comes out to see us off. She gives Kay some tips like don't lean opposite of how I lean, to hold on around my waist, and to relax and have fun. They wave goodbye as I pull out.
Taking the back roads at a leisurely pace, it takes about 90 minutes to get to the cabin. I have sandwiches packed and the plan is to enjoy the scenery and have a light lunch and be home the same day. The first few miles, I can feel she's really stiff and has a death grip around my waist. She eventually starts to relax a little and eases off on her grip a little allowing me to breathe easier.
After about 15 minutes into the ride, I can feel her start to move around a little behind me. I'm wondering if maybe she is starting to get a little excited. This makes me start to get excited and my cock starts to grow. After a few more minutes, I am fully erect and I have to reach down and adjust the position of my hard on. The farther we go, the more she is squirming around. Her hands are around my waist, and as she is squirming around, her hands are brushing against my cock through my pants. I wonder if she can feel it. At about the halfway point to the cabin, I pull over and ask her if she needs to get off and stretch her legs.
Her face looks a little flush. I ask if she is doing okay. She said "I just need a little break. This is more exciting than I expected."
I helped her off and we walked around a little bit to get the blood circulating again. With her jeans on, it was hard to tell, but I think I saw a hint of wetness in her crotch. I know my bulge had to be visible, and wondered if she noticed. She asked how much farther, and I said about 40 minutes. She said she was ready, so I helped her back on to the bike. As I did I placed my hands around her waist to help balance her. As she went to sit down, I let my hands slide down and cupped her ass for a second. I could hear her inhale as I touched her ass.