The Ride
The Ride. It was a perfect morning for a bike ride. A little hazy cloud to take out the full brightness of the sun. Early enough in the year, for it not to be too hot, in full leathers. As he pulled on his own leathers the sensation of the leather on his skin and the thought of what she would look like in hers was enough to make his manhood grow slightly. The sensation was enhanced when is trousers were done up increasing the pressure on his lazily growing dick and restricting its movements. He got the Urban Tiger Honda Fireblade out of the garage and rode over to her place. He didn’t need to knock as she had been watching for him and came out as he pulled up. She had told him …