Or maybe it was the stigma put on bikers being rebels or outlaws. Maybe I was attracted to the bad boys. I don't know but what ever the reason that ye...rning followed me through my teens into adulthood. I am a happily married woman when I had a chance encounter with that biker I have alway dreamed of. It happened on the way to a get away I was taking I had decided I needed a couple of days away just to relax. I had stopped for gas and right beside me pulled a lone rider. He. You're getting me hard. Is that what you want, Brandy? Because I'm looking for a team player, not a team slut."Brandy swallowed, trying not to show how excited she felt. It would be wrong to get involved with her married coach, but such a sexy fantasy was difficult not to entertain. Just the thought of being the team slut made Brandy feel naughty, and she wanted to hold on to that feeling. "I just want to swim, Sir. I'll do anything you ask."Her coach smiled again, giving her a sexual thrill.. Once inside, I gave her some instructions."Princess, I think I have figured out one of your big fantasies. The one you really use to get off."She looked worried, "What is it, Sir?"Well you've got the Dominating a girl thing laid out there. At first I thought it was Adrian you wanted to really have fully in your power, but it's not is it?"No Sir." The one you really get off to, is your Mother, isn't it?"She let out a big whoosh of breath, and finally said, "How did you know, Sir?"I pay attention. I sat down on the bed and she turned the TV on to watch just to ease the nerves. She came and sat down next to me and I was glancing back and forth between the TV and her, while trying to have a conversation not knowing how to proceed further. After a few mins, while staring at her, she moved in to kiss and I reciprocated and we kissed for some time, while exploring each other's bodies with our hands with mine squeezing her tits and nipples and her rubbing my cock through my pants. We.