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sobbed more apologies into his shirt collar. When
she was spent, she lay quietly in her husband s
arms.
 I think, Daric said,  that tomorrow we ll bypass
the casino and spend the day by the pool. What do
you think?
 You always know just what I need. Marce said.
She really was a very lucky woman.
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A Ride in the Country
Cass felt warmth between her legs. There was a
slow vibration spreading outward and down the
length of her thighs. She pressed her knees toward
each other in an effort to steady the quivering that
was running through that most sensitive area where
her inner thighs stopped and her womanly parts
began.
She reached out and clasped firm male
shoulders for stability. She feared that her grip
might be so tight that it caused pain to her partner,
but he gave no indication that he felt anything but
exhilaration.
Although she d never ridden a motorcycle
before, Cass was starting to feel pretty comfortable.
She continued to clasp Chase s shoulders and
pressed her knees into his thighs. Even without the
excitement of riding the motorcycle, she was
enjoying the opportunity to press herself close to
the man she loved.
Admittedly, Cass had not been enthusiastic
when Chase first broached the subject of buying a
motorcycle. She knew that he d had one years ago,
and she had often marveled at the glow that came
into his eyes whenever he talked about the solo trip
that he took across the country back then. That was
back when all of his belongings fit into a duffel bag
that he was able to strap to the back of his seat.
And when his back could tolerate nights spent in a
sleeping bag in a small tent pitched in an open field.
No sleep number bed, back then.
At the time that he mentioned his desire to buy
another bike, Cass had wisely kept her thoughts to
herself. She could see that he was excited---almost
boyish in his enthusiasm---and she hated to crush
his dream. Far be it for her to mention the fact that
he was a forty-something father of four, a respected
businessman in the community, and a deacon in the
church. If a few thousand dollars for a motorcycle
could put the spring back in his step, then she was
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all for it.
As she glanced into the small mirror on the
handlebar and saw the gleam in her husband s eye
as they leaned into a particularly tight curve, Cass
knew that she had done the right thing in
encouraging him to go ahead with the purchase.
Chase had kept his motorcycle license current,
 just in case , for as long as she d known him. For a
man who was not prone to frivolity, maintaining the
license was a sign that he intended to reclaim the
man on the bike someday. Someday arrived just
two months earlier.
It was red. And shiny. And the grin on his face
the day that he brought it home from the dealership
was unlike anything that Cass had seen in the
fourteen years that she d known Chase.
She had wanted to go for a ride that day, but he
put her off saying that he needed to get familiar
with the bike himself before he felt comfortable with
a passenger. Cass had never given much thought to
the physics involved in riding a motorcycle---
something about weight and speed---but she
deferred to him and sent him off on solo rides until
he felt ready to take her along.
Cass really couldn t complain. In the last two
months he d volunteered to do every errand that
needed to be done just so he could ride the bike. A
last minute trip to the grocery for milk and bread
which would have put Cass into a foul mood, turned
into an opportunity for Chase to rip around town on
his shiny red motorcycle. He returned invigorated.
Their sex life had picked up steam dramatically.
Yes, all in all, Cass felt that the bike was a good
investment.
She was so caught up in her thoughts that she
hadn t even noticed that they d left the main road
and were bumping along on a narrow path that
looked like an old mining road. The path got more
and more narrow until it nearly disappeared. She
ducked in close behind Chase as a low branch
nearly hit her helmet.
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They slowed and stopped in a small clearing.
Cass got herself off of the bike and removed her
helmet. As she looked around, she realized that
they weren t alone. Under a large oak tree she saw
a red and white picnic blanket that was set up for
lunch. She saw wine chilling in a bucket and long
stemmed glasses next to the china plates. There
was a nice wedge of cheese, French bread, and a
large bowl of fruit.
Cass scanned the area looking for the other
couple. She felt a little uncomfortable, like they
were interrupting someone s tryst. She looked at
Chase and was about to suggest that they allow the
missing couple to have their picnic in private when
she noticed that he was heading straight for the red
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