His Daughters Friend - SRP - Open for one female player.

[lucid_dreamweaver]

It was a nice sunny October morning as James towelled himself dry after his shower. He pulled on a black T-shirt and blue jeans as he headed to the front door. Grabbing his motorbike keys of the little wooden side table and slipped them into his pockets, before bending down to pull on his black work boots. There was a knock at the door as expected. His daughter's best friend Jenna wanting a lift to college. It was the fifth day running she had missed the bus to school and James was thinking it was on purpose now. He quickly pulled on his scuffed black leather jacket and opened the door. The short young lady with long black hair greeted him with a smile. "Missed the bus?" He said exiting his home and locking the door behind him. Her white teeth glistened as she widened her smile and nodded.

"Better get you a helmet then." Walking across the driveway to open the garage where his black Harley chopper sat ready. Releasing the spare helmet from the back of his bike. He handed the helmet to her and picked up his own from for the seat, pulled it on and tightened the strap. Quickly saddling the hog he kicked back the stand and straightened up the bike. Waiting for her to climb on behind him. He pushed the electric start button and the bike came to life, roaring as he twisted the accelerator. As she mounted the bike her hands slipped around his waist and held on. He revved up the engine a few times before pulling away and entering the road. He pondered whether that was why she was here. For the vibrations coming through the bike seat. He briefly imagined that Jenna was getting turned on by it and enjoyed the thought of this cute 20-year-old, sitting behind him moistening between her legs as he rode faster.

The 45-year-old had very short brown hair and short stubble. He didn't mind giving her a lift seeing as her college was on his route to work. It just meant he would be there a little early and his boss didn't mind him leaving his shift earlier as long as he got the work done. James took his time as he weaved through the traffic not wanting to rush the ride, hoping to give the girl a pleasurable ride that would have her hopefully thinking of him throughout the day.

His daughter lived with his ex-wife across town closer to her job, so he rarely ever saw either of them very often. Living on his own he very rarely had female company since the divorce. So really enjoyed this contact with her. Even if Jenna was only here for the bike. He smiled as she squeezed him as he revved up the bike, then out of the blue her hand slid down onto his thigh, she gently caressed the top of his leg, to his surprise. He felt sure it was a subconscious act but nevertheless it was making him tingle. Soon enough they have arrived at college and as he began to break she squeezed his thigh and the blood started to pump into his slowly swelling cock.

Swiftly she climbed off the bike smiling at him, "can you give me a lift back after classes today?" Then without waiting for a response turned and walked away, glancing back a couple of times to see if he was watching her.

OOC: I'm looking for a female role player to take the role of Jenna. I'm newish, was here years ago(If you are a lady from New Rochelle, NY , knew a British guy and still around Lit please PM me I'd love to know you are well, if nothing else)

 

[lucid_dreamweaver]

It was early in the afternoon and given she hadn't told him any time, he just had to guess and probably having to wait for her. James casually drove his bike in the direction of her college, not wanting to hang around too long. His day had been long, working hard, and he hoped that he wouldn't have to wait around too long. The thunderous sound of his motorcycle surrounded everybody, in and around the college car park, it was almost as if all eyes were on him.

He drew slowly around the car park looking for Jenna, moving from one area to the next, the sound of his bike giving out a steady deep sound. Until suddenly he saw her tiny frame and her massive smile beaming towards him like a beacon of light. James drove his Harley in her direction purposefully, slowly pulling over towards her.

He watched intently as she approached him and his bike. While his eyes were originally focused on her face this morning he hadn't noticed the rips on her jeans.

"You never said what time!" He said. He smiled back at her, not saying another word, just watching her brushing her fingers through her hair, moving her dark coloured hair away from her eyes. Not even noticing the moment she climbed aboard his motorcycle.

"Okay, home?" He said as she got on his ride. He twisted the accelerator making his bike roar loudly, Before releasing the clutch and quickly moving forward. Usually he drove right home to his place, where she would get off and walk back to her parents place.

 

[lucid_dreamweaver]

He had forgotten that he had her number and could have sent a text earlier, and she had his number. God knows why he didn't send her a message. Loudly moving away through the college car parks, he could barely catch what she said through the noise.

Home or? He never really meant an alternative. He meant a statement. He learned of what Jenna was going through, her parents, their divorce.

"Let's go the long way home!"

Turning off the street into the highway, he thrust his bike faster with the new speed limits, breaking them. He hadn't thought about this, planned this and didn't know what to do. He obviously fantasised and took the long circle around the town on the freeway, letting her enjoy the ride. Should he return to his place? It had been a long time since he had a lover.

Slowing his motorbike greatly he pulled over to the side. "I can't cook but fancy a Chinese takeaway or something? Anything you fancy?" The sound of his bike reverberating quietly as he asked. The thought of her holding him driving his desire. As she responded he wildly twisted the accelerator, revving his bike while stationary, very high.

 

[lucid_dreamweaver]

He listened and was briefly shocked by her swearing, as she was pressed tightly against him on the motorcycle. He considered what she had said and paused for a moment. Surely, Jenna didn't mean what he thought? His lust driving through him, seeing innuendo everywhere. Your place or mine? He said nothing just pondering, turning off the ignition of his bike and sliding around to face his daughter's friend. Surely his lust burning through his body was not seeing things clearly. He bought his hand to her face, gently removing her dark hair, back before her ear. He watched her reaction as he leaned towards her, his lips intent on kissing the younger woman. Wanting her so badly hoping to bring her to his bed.

 

[lucid_dreamweaver]

She greeted his kiss and while it wasn't exactly what he imagined, she kissed him again. He glanced around at their location. If he was honest, with his desire anywhere was perfect. James opened up his lips kissing her more passionately, knowing what he was more hungry for. His hands traced up and down the sides of her body he didn't want to stop kissing her, his tongue gently entering her open lips. Every urge in his body was pushing him forward. Almost breathlessly from kissing her he had to hold back from his desire,

"wait, wait, wait…"
He could feel every fibre in his being wanting her, lusting for her. It was a monumental act pulling back from the sublimely attractive younger woman.

Breathing deeply again...

Catching his breath and breathing uneasily, "let's get something to eat, grab a takeaway? "He wanted her so badly and had to fight every urge,, every desire that his body was signalling.

 

[lucid_dreamweaver]

He took another deep breath. His mind thinking God I want her. I want her right now.

He kissed her gently on the lips and while looking deeply into her eyes, "maybe I should just drop you home." It had been some time since he had been with a woman, he didn't want it to be just a one night stand.

"You have my number… Call me any time!" He whispered softly into her ear as he kissed her neck softly. Knowing she might not well knock on his door until Monday, after the weekend.

 

[lucid_dreamweaver]

His eyes connected with hers seeing the same longing. He could feel his heart rate rising and his erection swell within the tight confines of his pants. "I'm listening!" He said softly wondering what her idea might be. He surely didn't want to go home alone now. Everything around them went suddenly quiet as if nothing else existed outside of their little bubble.