Seeking_You write: Awaken on a warm Spring day, the birds whistling and chirping away, the breeze and the smell of Spring whisking through open windows...
Last night's "she" sleeping next to me, her body only partially covered by a top sheet. A kiss on her belly, a stroke of her hair, she moves only slightly eyes still closed, rising satisfaction within me for last night's love affaire.
Coffee and meat, some music while polishing the bike. Once more I'm in with my lover, her eyes open, smiling bright. Fire up the Harley, shudder the walls around me - WAKE UP WORLD, WAKE UP!!
Click, first gear, adjust the throttle for the ride. Down the first stretch, the smell of warm Spring air comes alive. 'Round mountains and valleys, 'cross meadows and streams, off the bike and we're swimming a lake, wearing nothing under our jeans.
Laying in the meadow, Zeppelin on the tunes, her head on my chest, we're snoozing at noon...
Seeking_You write: Awaken on a warm Spring day, the birds whistling and chirping away, the breeze and the smell of Spring whisking through open windows...
Last night's "she" sleeping next to me, her body only partially covered by a top sheet. A kiss on her belly, a stroke of her hair, she moves only slightly eyes still closed, rising satisfaction within me for last night's love affaire.
Coffee and meat, some music while polishing the bike. Once more I'm in with my lover, her eyes open, smiling bright. Fire up the Harley, shudder the walls around me - WAKE UP WORLD, WAKE UP!!
Click, first gear, adjust the throttle for the ride. Down the first stretch, the smell of warm Spring air comes alive. 'Round mountains and valleys, 'cross meadows and streams, off the bike and we're swimming a lake, wearing nothing under our jeans.
Laying in the meadow, Zeppelin on the tunes, her head on my chest, we're snoozing at noon...
My perfect day would start with fresh tires on the bike, ready to be scrubbed in. After 100 miles or so, really get into removing the chicken strips on some awesome backroads. Lunch would come at some out of the way place, a nice mom and pop restaurant with real home cooking.
The afternoon would be taking it easy on the way home, enjoying the smells of the flowers, and the sights that the country brings.
A stop at the local market to pick up a couple fresh steaks and fixings on the way home.
Then after a nice meal, settle down in the back yard to a nice campfire, listening to the frogs on the lake, and the night creatures as they make their way out to the darkness.
Hey! other than the scrubbing in of the tires, it sounds like a typical Saturday, here in the middle of nowhere. Now to just find someone to share it...
Looking forward to experiencing it again in the future!
I just happen to know someone with an Electria glide who would also enjoy a ride just like yours.
Let me dream on and see it it ever happens . LOL
More power to you Thunder! Wish my damn CRS hadn't kept me from remembering about the BK meets in Myrtle Beach. Would have liked to have met you. Hope you had a good time down there. I sure did!
A perfect day...
Up at dawn...coffee on my deck..listening to the birds & life wake up.
Taking Thunder out of the garage and pack him up w/stuff for a day's ride..water, cheese, crackers, fruit etc (oxygen of course) and heading out..blues skies and sunshine..
Sticking to country roads to who knows where..
Come across a river, lake, etc to have a late lunch at..laying back w/my hands under my head naming clouds.
Climbing back on Thunder and riding..stopping only to gas up.
Home as night falls...unpack and wipe Thunder down, sit on deck, have a drink, twist one up and reflect upon the day.
NOW...if there is a man in this scenario it is a bonus. (A WELCOMED BONUS) The night would rock on until dawn...LOL
If no man, well thank goodness I enjoy my own company.
I'm getting closer to being able to post this..I started it and have yet to add to it.
Since I have completed my mc endorsement I came here again to post. Almost had it..but not quite. I'll be back again..
My perfect day would start with waking up next to the man I love, breakfast of eggs & bacon, then 2-up on the Electra Glide to head for the mountains. 70 degrees & sunny. We would fly through the twisties with the wind in our hair, sharing the sights along the way, giving him hugs and kisses, him patting my leg, then stopping to rest and neck at the scenic overlooks. Lunch & dinner at small biker-friendly places in the mountains, watching the sun set over a scenic lake, then a leisurely ride back home under the full moon to a night of passionate lovemaking. Finally, going full-circle, snuggling up and falling asleep next to him.
Looking forward to experiencing it again in the future!
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