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Marianne Chapter 3
The Morning bike rides
By
Jan
In my never-ending fight with age and weight I am always exercising. My husband bought me an English ten speed bicycle with the gearshift levers on the ends of the handlebars.
I can never remember the name of the thing. So I get up early every morning and put on my black spandex ridding shorts with the inside of the thighs padded and me black sports bra. If it is cool I put on a Gore-Tex windbreaker. I like the French helmet called a hairnet because it is tubes of padded leather. My shoes have plastic clips that grip the steel tubular pedals. This allows me to get my foot free without the leather strap across my foot. The point of all this is to let you know I take my exercise seriously.
I head west every morning so that I am traveling slightly up hill. I ride hard for ten miles stop for a cup of coffee before heading home to shower and get ready to go to work. When I have the time like weekends I even ride all the way to the Stonewall Jackson Memorial.
This one morning I noticed a rider behind me for a few miles. When a traffic signal stopped me she pulled up along side of me. She told me she had seen me ridding this road several times and decided that she would join me. Her name was Linda. I really didn't mind the company. So we took off at a good pace and sweat was running down my back and into my shorts. She told me that she was a junior in college on a track scholarship. She could have run away from me anytime that she wanted to do so. But she paced herself to my pace. I learned a lot about her as we rode. When we stopped at my turnaround coffee shop. She offered to buy me a donut but I refused telling her that the sugar would destroy all the good work I had just done. So we drank our coffee as she ate a glassed donut. When we were done we turned around and headed home.
Going downhill makes it easier on the legs so the pace is faster. I was surprised that Linda chose to fall in behind me in a single file. I knew that that was the legal way to ride but I thought she should have lead. When I approached my home and I turned into the driveway she waved and went on her way.
The next morning as I pulled the bike out and rolled down the driveway Linda was there waiting for me. This morning she set the pace and I had to work hard to keep up with her. I was huffing and puffing when we stopped for coffee. She insisted that she would pay. Then we headed home. Again she led the way. For a couple of weeks it went like that. I did get stronger and soon was able to keep up with her pace. I knew that she was not pushing as hard as she could but I was getting a good workout keeping up with her.
Then I had a free weekend and the two of us decided to ride to Stonewall Jackson Memorial to have lunch. So I put a lunch together and put it in the bag on the front of my handlebars. Early in the morning we headed south. This was going to be about a forty-mile ride one way. We were not in a rush so we just set a comfortable pace.
When we got to the park we found a concert picnic bench. We had lunch and talked for an hour or so. I asked her why she let me lead so much. She shocked me by saying that she liked the view from behind. I had visions of her looking at the sweat dripping down my back and disappearing into my shorts. Was she telling me that she was into having sex with women? I let the subject die and went on to what her major was in school. She was a medical major and I found out that she was a middle distance runner.
We finally headed home and Linda fell in behind me and my pussy was getting wet from more than just sweat. I couldn't help think why would a young girl like her be interested in a woman old enough to be her mother. I sure did not have the body of a young athlete like her.
When I got home both my son's and husband's cars were gone. So I invited her in for a glass of iced tea. We put the bikes in the backyard and went in the back door. There was a note on the kitchen counter telling me that my son had taken his girlfriend to dinner and a movie. My husband had gone fishing with a couple of his buddies. So I knew that I would have the house to myself for hours. I poured us both tall glasses of tea and we sat down at the breakfast table to drink the tea.
We chatted comfortably for a while when I notices the sweat had dried on my bra and the salt was showing white and I knew that there must be a white streak down the crack of my ass.
I decided to find out if Linda was interested in women. I asked her if she wanted to take a shower to clean up. She told me that she would love a shower.
We went into the master bedroom and I stripped off all my clothes and headed for the shower. I stepped in after adjusting the temperature. I closed the door and started soaping my breasts. I didn't turn around when the door opened and a cool draft tickled my back.
When Linda reached under my arms to cup my breasts I almost climaxed from the thrill. I turned my head around and we kissed each other. Her right hand traveled down the middle of my body as she felt for my vagina. Her fingers went into my cunt and she masturbated me slowly. Then I turned around and put my soapy hand on the hair between her legs. She was about my height but her upper legs were very muscular. Her breasts were not large and they looked as hard as rocks. Her nipples were hard little bullets. I could not resist kissing them. We rushed our shower and dried each other off and went into my bedroom. She pulled me on top of her as we kissed.
Linda clamped her mouth onto my breasts as her hand felt my hips as she rubbed our pubic mounds against each other. I had to taste her and I knelt between her legs and opened up her legs her brown pubic hair parted to reveal a very youthful vagina. I clamed her clitoris with my mouth and sucked her as I put a finger in her cunt. She climaxed in my mouth and her hips jerked as she climaxed.
Linda soon wanted to return the favor and she guided me up on the bed so that I was on my knees with my head on the bed. She sucked my pussy at the same time her nose was rubbing my anus. She even licked it a little. As I came she spooned out the fluid with her tongue. We dressed and I gave her one of my fresh exercise outfits to ride home in. I kept her sweaty spandex shorts so that I could wash them. But I didn't wash them for days because I would take the out of the hamper so I could smell the crotch as I masturbate at night.
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