She giggled and shook her head and walked towards me. “So this is your bike, huh?” “Yep and it just so happens I love giving strange women rides...” I said winking at her. “Dan, that would be great,” she said, “When?” “Whenever you want,” I replied. “I’m free tomorrow afternoon. Mike will have the kids and my schedule is very light,” she said. “Perfect, what time,” I asked. “We can meet at the coffee shop on Peaks Highway at ten, if that works for you,” she suggested. “I will see you tomorrow at. "Well?" Well, what?" Come on! I'm doing this for you. Didn't you come yet?" Uh, oh yeah. It was great." I had cum, but not right then. I didn't think it would be the best time to tell her it had happened in the pool watching her get out. She really was a sight to behold, and those legs... "But, but you're still hard. Why aren't you getting soft?" Oh, that." I didn't elaborate. I improvised. "Maybe it's just you." OK. I lied.She looked at me like she didn't want to believe me, but like she. His was a mix of alcohol and God alone knew what else. I didn't like to see him suffer, but I had no sympathy for him. Even worse I was going to have to tell him it was time to reset the relationship gauge to friendship. If he took it poorly, then the trip would disintegrate quickly.We rode the new improved bikes up the very slight inclines seemingly effortlessly. Sure we bled off a little speed, but we didn't get slow enough to pedal the bikes. Even so, the GPS told us we weren't going to make. Courtney was laying on my bed, naked and on her right side. She gave me a “come hither” motion with her finger and I felt myself pulled to her like a tractor beam. I dropped the towel from my body and then did the same from my hair. I climbed in bed and pulled the cover over us. The lights were still on and I was self conscious. We laid there naked, no more than an inch separating our bodies and faces. I couldn’t take it anymore. I wanted her lips. I wanted her body. I wanted it all. I.