I have always wanted to date a man that rode a motorcycle Don’t ask me why maybe it is because I was always told I would be in major trouble from my family, if I ever was caught on a motorcycle. Don’t get me wrong I have ridden on motorbikes, just never been caught on one, and never dated the driver. The freedom I felt on the back of those bikes I just couldn’t believe it. Or maybe it was the stigma put on bikers being rebels or outlaws. Maybe I was attracted to the bad boys. I don’t know but what ever the reason that yearning followed me through my teens into adulthood. I am a happily married woman when I had a chance encounter with that biker I have alway dreamed of. It happened on the way to a get away I was taking I had decided I needed a Fikirtepe escort couple of days away just to relax. I had stopped for gas and right beside me pulled a lone rider. He also was filling up; as he took off his helmet I glanced into the most amazing baby blues. I could have looked into those eyes for a week and it would have felt like minutes. He smiled, nodded and headed into pay for his gas. When I went in to pay for my gas I found out it had been paid for and the lady behind the counter wouldn’t tell me who had paid for it except the fact it was all paid and that I didn’t owe a thing. I headed off on the next leg of my trip; while I drove I had two things on my mind the biker with those amazing Sancaktepe escort bayan eyes and who had paid for my gas. Could they be one in the same? I have a rule that I try to stop every hour or so to stretch, bathroom break and get the blood flowing again. After about an hour I pulled over into the rest stop and I couldn’t believe my eyes there was a lone biker, leaning on his bike, and I was sure it was the same one from the gas station. I slipped my feet back into my sandals and stepped out of my car. I headed over to the washrooms and went in to do my business and freshen up a bit. When I stepped out I glanced over towards where the biker had been, the bike was there but the biker wasn’t there. Escort üsküdar I was only a few feet from the door when a voice from behind me startled me. “Good morning, enjoying your trip?” he said I turned around to see those baby blue eyes smiling back at me, and below a smile that could melt hearts. “Yes, I am thanks.” “Great I will see you later” he said and he walked away, put on his helmet and drove off. See me later, what was he talking about? I had know, idea who he was and wasn’t planning on seeing him again so why would he say that. Not that I wouldn’t want to see him again, I was already getting a little excited with the thought I might see him again. I might not know him but I wouldn’t mind knowing him. I climbed back in my car and check my map next rest stop was actually about an hour and a half away. Turned up my music made sure I had my refreshments handy, slipped on my sandals and headed off. I preferred to be as close to naked as possible when trailing; I wear as little as possible.