She revved it, but the rumbling purr petered out into an unhealthy chugging before finally going silent. Matt didn’t know anything about motorcycles...or engines, but even he could tell that this hollow clanking wasn’t normal. The woman leaned over to get a look at the exposed engine, cursing to herself.“Shit shit shit, fuck. Not now, not now!”She hopped off the bike and kneeled beside it, pulling off her helmet and placing it beside her on the dirt. She reached towards the metal and then cursed. We didn't have to go far, though. I doubt if it was five miles to the huge brick home out in the middle of a secluded, heavily wooded area. I didn't see any other building anywhere around us.We pulled up to a large, ornate, wrought iron gate and the chauffeur pushed a button on an overhead console. The gates opened and we drove through the trees, catching only glimpses of the large house until we were almost at the front door.He drove under a portico and parked by the door. He didn't get the. "What happened?" I asked."I…I…I slept with someone." Aaron admitted and looked down at the ground."You what?" I yelled out and jumped to my feet."I'm so sorry babe," Aaron said in a pleading voice "it was the biggest mistake I ever made and-" With who?" I cut him off. I was completely pissed and was not expecting that."Come on Naomi, why does it matter with who?" Aaron said giving me puppy dog eyes."With who?" I asked again aggressively, looking down at him."Natalie" Aaron said almost. "Well," she said, running one hand along his furry chest, "that might have something to do with it."He started to take her arm, to embrace her, but she pulled away and slid out of her robe. Her big firm tits were the same as he remembered them. She had long lovely legs and comely thighs. When he was in love with her it was the factthat herlegs wereso perfectlymolded, sculptured, that mystified him. Whether she wore heels or flats or went barefoot, Anne's legs were always attractive to Jerry..