What Happens on the Road ... (Closed)

Biker_Faerie

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Van life was Mark's idea but it definitely wouldn't have happened without Alice, or Covid for that matter.

Alice had grown up in New York, the daughter of second generation Polish immigrants. Her parents, rather stereotypically, ran the family Deli', which her dad had taken over from his parents. Fortunately Alice's brother, Stefan was going to inherit that responsibility when the time came and Alice couldn't have been more relieved about that. Alice had always wanted a more exciting life.

She'd gone to college to study Sports' Science and had qualified as a Personal Trainer and Sports Masseuse. She had a lithe, petite figure and a pretty face that guys (and some girls) seemed to like. She'd had no problem getting a job in one of the High Class Manhattan gym's, where she became a personal trainer and part of the team that took group exercise and Yoga classes. Life was good. She was young, pretty and had a job that she loved.

She'd met Mark in a bar one evening, when she'd been out with friends. He was nothing like the privileged males she saw in the gym each day. For a start, he didn't need to go to the gym. He was already ripped. It was lust at first sight for Alice and within three months they were living together.

Mark wasn't a New Yorker, but from West Virginia. He'd come to the city for work and had a job in construction, keeping all the plant and equipment working. If a machine broke on site, Mark fixed it. He was an excellent mechanic and it paid well.

Then came Covid and everything began to unravel, or so it seemed at first. They both lost their jobs and had to give up the apartment they rented. Mark moved back to West Virginia to stay with his parents on their small holding, while Alice moved back in with her parents in Brooklyn.

Being apart was difficult for the two of them but that was when the idea of living in a van started. Mark had time on his hands and money in his pocket, since he was living at his parents' house rent free. Converting a van began as a way of giving him his own space but the idea grew and pretty soon Mark had bought an old school bus and was busy converting it.

Meanwhile, Alice was was in Brooklyn helping out at her parents deli. Soon after being let go she received an email from an old client at the gym who told her how one of the subscription based exercise bike companies was looking to expand its online tuition classes because of the pandemic. They wanted young, good looking people to motivate subscribers to exercise at home and her ex client had thought she would be ideal for the job. Alice interviewed and got it and pretty soon she was an on-line hit.

After the first winter of Covid Mark moved back to New York to work again. He and Alice spent an idyllic summer together and things were getting more serious between them. Alice was working hard for the on-line studio and had even started her own pay to view exercise channel, which she advertised through social media. Alice wasn't stupid, she knew that people wanted to see pretty young girls in Lycra, even the women, and so that was what she gave them. Pretty soon she had quite a sizeable following.

When the second Covid winter hit, Mark lost his job again but Alice was too emotionally attached to him by now. So they moved back to West Virginia and finished off the van together. Alice liked adding her touches to the decor, making curtains and cushions and the like. Things Mark would never do. It gave her a feeling of having a stake in the project.

She kept up the on-line classes and realised that she could make a living of sorts from them. The on-line studio let her continue to do Yoga classes which she tried to do outdoors in nature, although West Virginia winters were very cold. A surprising number of male subscribers logged in for these sessions though. It was at this point that Alice started a pay to view site showing pictures and videos of her in Lycra. Nothing rude but definitely sexy (although there were always requests for more revealing shots). Mark would sometime help her take the pictures and video. He seemed to get a kick out of it, which pleased Alice. Plenty of people signed up and it gave her another revenue stream to help Mark out with the van.

They were both living in the completed van by the time spring had ended in 2021, With the threat of Covid receding and realising that Alice's on-line earnings could support them, they decided to take to the road.
 
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Every day, Mark found something new to love about Alice. From the moment he saw her, he was drawn to her obvious beauty, and although they were certainly different, he soon learned how well their personalities fit together- he found it easy to get interested in projects, and dream of the future, but Alice new how to get things done. He admired how she was able to turn her degree into a successful career at the gym, then pivot to online classes, when the world and economy turned to shit. He was happy to keep their van home running, and took odd jobs as they travelled, to help make ends meet.

He didn't consider himself overly protective, but was concerned for her safety- as he covered the 'back end' of her online business, he kept an eye out for any comments that seemed dangerous, but rarely saw anything of the sort.Although he cringed to think of the young men who left comments on her site (who he imagined drooling in front of their screens, dicks in hand), if he was honest it turned him on to know he had a woman so many men... and several women... lusted after, and gave him confidence to know that she was his.

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It was a mild spring mountain morning in West Virginia, and as he worked on the bus's engine, he could hear Alice through the open bus window, teaching a class. Every so often, he looked over the hood to see her shapely, Spandex-clad ass stick up in the air, and he found his mind wandering with excitement. "What those pervs wouldn't give," he thought, "to see a little more of my girl. Hell, some of them might even pay to see me." At the time, it was a joke. A stretch brought Alice's eyes in contact with his through the window, and he smiled. He knew not to interrupt her sessions, and tried to keep the noise down as he worked on the van, but when he could hear her stream had stopped, he made his way up the bus stairs.

"Hey babe," he smiled and kissed her, as she wound down from her session. He crossed to the 'kitchen' in their small space, and started filling the kettle. "Want some tea?"
 
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