The chopper sat cooling, the engine giving off little ticks. It leaned almost contentedly on its sidestand, a faithful horse left to graze on its own. The orange rays of the sinking sun washed across it, and across the faces of the couple standing a few feet away. Their eyes were drawn to the sunset, as it painted the western sky, a palette of reds, golds, oranges and purples. Both were smiling, the slightly tired smiles of people who had experienced something, yet, there was still an eagerness as well. In his hand, he held a pack. Her gaze turned towards the lake below them, where waves made the colors dance across its surface. His gaze followed hers, and then he turned toward her, his face shadowed by the last rays of the sun.
She could see his eyes, looking into her own, deep blue and full of desire, and something more, something she wasn't yet sure of. He reached his hand toward her, and she took it without hesitation, and he started to turn away. Seeming to think better of it he turned back, his head tliting down slightly, lips turned in a half smile, almost sardonic. He pulled her firmly, yet with a gentleness, toward him. Something in the pack shattered with a sound of tinkling glass as it hit the ground. His hand reached toward her cheek, caressing it with his fingertips and brushing at the stray strands of hair. He leaned forward, and his lips met hers. The kiss wasn't tentative, as she had come to expect, it was soft, but almost bold. It was also lingering and she drew in breath sharply as he nipped lightly at her lower lip. Her arms went around his neck, and she lifted her chin, tilting towards him, as he continued the kiss. Their lips met again and again, growing more passionate with each contact. His arms around her, pulling her against him, until her mouth yeilded to his, and thier tongues met, dancing lightly together for a moment...and he pulled away. Their eyes were still locked together, both a little shaken by the intensity of attraction between them. She....
Ok, so who wants to help me finish the story?
You need to be attractive, and height/weight porportionate. You need to be tired of being bored. I tend to prefer petite women, but, anyone that I find attractive will be considered. If you want something like that story up there...you need to email me immediately if not sooner.
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