Becky cursed loudly as she slammed both fist against the steering wheel in frustration.
She had been driving faster than she should have in this torrential downpour on her way home, only to misjudge the back road in the blinding rain and run off into a flooded ditch. She tried her best to pull out, but there was just no way to get out. Becky realized that she was going to have to call her road service and get a tow truck to pull her out.
The beautiful 23-year-old redhead had spent the earlier part of the day at the lake, believing that the predicted storms were coming in much later than they ended up hitting. In her rush, Becky had ended up taking a wrong turn which led her to her current predicament.
Through the rain, she spotted a large picnic pavilion barely visible in the distance. Being somewhat concerned about the possible rising water in the ditch that he car was stuck in, and noting that the pavilion was on higher ground, Becky decided to take shelter there until the storm passed. She looked around her car, wishing that she had brought a jacket or hat, or an umbrella. But all she had was her wet bikini that she had removed before leaving the lake, and her small purse on the passenger seat.
Becky grabbed the purse and cautiously stepped out of the car. She immediately regretted not having a bra on after feeling the chilling rain causing her nipples to grow. She slammed the door and held the now open menu over her head and began running towards the pavilion.
Richard ignored the rain as he sat at the picnic table looking at the weather on his smart phone. "This is going to be a long one." He humbled aloud. The 35-year-old divorced man had been riding his Harley back from vacation when the rain began. He still had 300 miles to go and was hoping to put half of it behind him before stopping for the night, but that didn't look likely now. When he saw the pavilion he drove through the park grounds and up under the covering so that both he and his motorcycle would stay dry until the storm passed.
Richard was an average looking man with slightly long brown hair, that was beginning to show a hint of grey. He wore a well trimmed goatee and kept himself in shape.
Something caught his eye and he looked up from the phone and saw the red head running towards him. Even at this distance he could see her large breasts bouncing beneath her white blouse as she ran. He quickly clicked the camera button on his phone and set it to record before leveling it on the picnic table and began recording the sight of the girl's jiggling boobs as she came closer. He could not suppress his grin when he realized that the soaked shirt was providing a perfect wet t-shirt effect, making her tits almost fully visible. He made sure to capture every moment of this. Having not been with a woman for nearly a year, since his wife left him, the sight was enough to cause his dick to get hard.
Becky ran under the covering. The purse that she had been holding over her head was useless. She tossed it onto the table, shaking her long auburn hair, feeling completely drenched. She was startled when she spotted Richard sitting at the bench. She didn't even notice his motorcycle parked in the quarter.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know anyone was here," she began, "My name is Becky and car is stuck in a ditch so I wanted to wait her and call for someone to pull it out."
"Good luck getting someone out here anytime soon." Richard replied, still recording the beautiful girl while gawking at her rock hard nipples.
Becky reached for her phone, on,y to realize that she had left it in the car. "Shit!" She exclaimed, telling the stranger about it for no reason in particular.
Seeing Richard's eyes locked on her, she looked down and realized just how transparent her soaking wet, white shirt had become. "Oh my god!", she blurted out, quickly cupping her hands over her breasts. "I am sorry." She said, feeling her face burn in embarrassment.
"Don't apologize," Richard replied, "best thing I've seen all day."
Becky wasn't amused. Then she noticed his phone, "Oh my god, you're not taking pictures of me are you?"
"Actually it's video." Richard said, somewhat enjoying the girl's discomfort. The fact that Becky had the same name as his ex was not lost on him.
"What a fucking perv!" She accused. "What the fuck are you going to do with that?"
Richard hadn't really thought about that, he was just recording the view. He supposed that he might jack off looking at her tits later.
"Delete that video now or else." Becky demanded.
"Or else what?" Richard asked, still enjoying how she was cupping her tits to hide them from his view. "We are in public and you are wearing a see thru shirt, so I'm doing nothing wrong in videoing your bouncing tits as you ran up here. Maybe I'll post it on one of those voyeur websites or something."
"Don't you dare, I'm trying to start a career and if anyone sees that it could hurt my chances of getting a job."
Becky walked closer as she spoke, then tried to grab the phone out of the biker's hand. Richard quickly grabbed her arm and pinned her to the table. "That isn't nice, sweetheart."
"Let me go, mother fucker!" She shouted.
Richard had enough, he reached down to his backpack that was sitting beside him and pulled out several black zip ties. He wrestled Becky onto her belly and pulled her hands behind her back and quickly secured her wrists together.
"Untie me, asshole!" She demanded. As Becky struggled to her her hands free, Richard went to his bike and pulled a large role of duck tape and some bungee cords out of his saddlebag. He rushed back and pushed the girl onto her back and began using the zip ties and tape to bind her feet, spread eagle, against the legs of the table. Then he took the thickest bungee cord and looped it through her wrists and pulled it back to fasten it to the slats in the table. Now Becky was standing with her legs apart and her butt resting on the edge of the table and pulled back so that she was barely standing upright.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing? You'll pay for this!" She threatened.
Richard noticed that her denim skirt was hiked up revealing her bare pussy. Seeing the perfectly trimmed small triangle of red pubic hair he said "I see the carpet matches the drapes."
Becky fumed at the realization that this asshole could see her pussy. She had removed her bikini bottoms after putting on her skirt because she had not planned on stopping anywhere before going home.
Seeing the zipper on her skirt, Richard pulled it down and removed it. Then he pulled the wet blouse up and over Becky's head. Now the beautiful woman was completely exposed before him. Richard grabbed his phone and began taking detailed pictures of her as she objected.
The view was too much for him. His cock was throbbing as he ogled the young woman. He put the phone in his pocket and began fondling Becky's double D tits.
