Harley Afternoon Delight
Harley Afternoon Delight
Series : Book
Heat Rating 3
Released 2010-09-24
Word Count 2522
Keywords 99 cents, 99 cent kindle book, 99 cent kindle romance books, 99 cent romance, Harley, Sherman, Carla, bikini, erotic romance, contemporary erotica, motorcycle sex, erotika romance, erotika for women, erotic romance, erotic, m/f, romance, lust, lovers
ISBN 978-1-926771-54-0
Disclaimer/Notice/Warning
Price :$0.99
Sherman's next-door-neighbor, Carla, is driving him insane, and he wants her as his woman.
Carla is beautiful, voluptuous, and her Italian heritage makes her twice as desirable. He's made every excuse he can to get close to her, but one day, as she's mowing grass, two guys in a pickup stop by. They ask for directions and hint at trouble. Sherman intercedes, but when Carla makes her appreciation obvious, is it because she only wants to thank him and is drawn to his kick-ass Harley Davidson-or is Carla really smitten with Sherman?
Sherman loved to watch his next-door neighbor mow grass in her tiny swimsuits. Today Carla wore a shiny, gold thong bikini. The glittering color looked fantastic against her olive skin. His attention wandered back and forth between her round ass and her boobs swaying heavily against the thin fabric of the cups.
She turned the mower to make another swipe across the lawn. Her tits made him think about things that would embarrass a prostitute. His cock grew hard from his overwhelming desire to fondle them. The bikini top strained to contain her boobs. Her trim waist enhanced the hourglass shape of her body. He knew Carla worked hard on a Bow Flex machine every morning to keep her fabulous figure. Sometimes he would stop by her place on the pretense of borrowing some coffee just so he could stare at her in her Spandex workout clothes.
He hungrily watched her gently swaying breasts, his hands itching to caress and squeeze them. For the thousandth time, Sherman wondered what it might be like to press his face between those two warm mounds.
When Carla saw him in the garage doorway, she waved, and then turned the mower the opposite direction again. Her dark hair, twisted into a tight coil, was secured at the back of her head with a big clip. A light sheen of perspiration along her neck glistened in the sunshine. Sherman licked his lips, wondering if her skin would taste salty.
As he started to return to the shade of the garage, where his Harley sat waiting for him to finish its tune-up, a pickup truck stopped in front of the house. The driver pointed at Carla, then said something to the passenger. The man leaned out the window and shouted at her. Carla shut off the mower.
"Can you tell me how close we are to the nearest town?" the guy said loudly.
"It's three miles," Carla answered.
The man opened the door, got out, and walked across the yard.
Sherman tensed.
"Sorry, I couldn't hear you from over there," the stranger replied.
From Sherman's standpoint, the guy's smile looked more like a leer. Carla appeared uncomfortable.
"Do we stay on this road all the way to town?" asked the man.
"Yes." Carla moved, putting the mower between them. "Exactly three miles."
"Well," the man glanced over at the truck, "my buddy and I were wondering..."
"Someone needing directions again, hon?" Sherman stepped out of the doorway. He strode across the yard to stand next to Carla.
The man moved back, his expression turning suspicious. "We got turned around on these country roads."
"Just drive straight into town from here." Sherman edged him gently toward the road as he casually draped his tattooed arm around Carla's shoulders. He met the stranger's gaze. "My wife and I have lived here for several years. You wouldn't believe how many people get lost so close to town."
"Well, thanks for your help." The guy made a hasty retreat.
A few seconds later, the man's irate words drifted to Sherman. "Fuck! She's married to that dickhead!"

- Erotika /
- Molly Diamond /
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