The River Bank

Oh my oh my, what can one say about my baby Jade? Wall Street broker, majorly successful man complete with the trophy wife made of ice. A man who longs to feel the wind in his hair and run wild and free with no restraints and no sense of obligations to anyone but himself. When I met Jade he was what we call a 'newbie', very new to America Online and very hungry for positive attention and respect from a woman who could shower him with the attention he so desperately longed for.  At first he was shy, The River Bank was a 'tease' story I wrote for him, and the story following "The River Bank" entitled "Jades Song" is his full fledged fantasy.

Jade walked nonchalantly down the river bank. His mind was on other things, he sought only the release of being in the wild. Meditation outdoors was something that he used to help him kick back and relax. Jade had been swamped with business and personal problems and he just needed a few hours alone......some peace and quiet, so he could sort things out in his head. His Hog was parked a few feet away, as he descended the river bank. Clad in his traditional biker leathers, long hair flowing over his broad shoulders, the man was truly an impressive sight as he stood on the banks of the river. A gentle breeze blew across the river, causing ripples in the current and Jades hair blew in time to the breeze. He smiled softly to himself, as he squatted down putting his elbows on his knees. The cool breezes caressed the tanned skin of his face, and he closed his eyes in silent meditation ......becoming one with his surroundings. He opened his eyes when he heard the familiar rumble of a Sporty, probably an 883....he looked around, but saw nothing. At ease with the fact that he was alone, he sat himself down by a tree trunk, leaned against it, and fell fast asleep. The sound of a breaking twig was what finally disturbed him. He jolted awake suddenly, and glanced around his unfamiliar surroundings. A sudden glint of chrome in the warm afternoon sunlight caught his attention, and he turned his head in that direction.

Off in the distance, he could see a Harley sitting back away from the river, it appeared to be a nice little scoot, but from this distance he could not tell for sure. It was then that his attention was caught by a body at the river bank. She was a tall drink of water. She slid her helmut off and long cascaded of dark cocoa colored hair fell over her shoulders. She effortlessly tossed the helmut aside, and threw her hair back away so she could unzip her leather jacket. Jade had already came to the conclusion that she had not seen him....at first he thought that he should make his presence known, but then again.....why should he. He watched with marked curiosity as the woman casually slid the black leather down her shoulders. She did not flinch as the jacket hit the ground, but rather reached to the sky and stretched like a contented cat before reaching to her sides to unfasten her chaps. He was already amazed by the fact that the woman wore nothing other than a black lace demi bra under the jacket.......what was she doing he thought to himself.

She undid the chaps and dropped them at her feet with the jacket. The she sat down on the ground and proceeded to pull off her boots. When she finished with this, her lithe hands went to the fly of her skin tight Levi's......Jade knew he was about to see something good. This biker babe was about to go skinny dipping in the river.....and was he ever glad that he had decided on this spot for today. She shimmied out of her jeans, and stood on the river bank now clad in only the black lace demi bra, and a matching black lace thong panty. Jade licked his lips at the sight of this amazing female. She was tall, quite muscular, and yet a voluptuous creature that just exuded sensuality from every pore of her body. She reached back and unfastened the bra, slipping it down her arms, Jade was now able to see the most perfect pair of breasts he had ever seen. He found it difficult to believe that breasts that large could be so high and firm....he longed to reach out and touch them. Her thumbs reached down over her full hips and rolled the thong down her long tanned legs.....as a general rule, Jade had not been attracted to women of large proportions....but this one, was making him so wild with desire that his body was reacting to her, and he hadn't even realized it until now.

The woman slid her hands up her legs now...pausing briefly at one thigh to brush away a leaf that had fluttered down from a tree and stuck to her sweaty thigh. Her hands rose to her waist, and up under her breasts which she cupped and lifted for a moment before dropping them. She looked around before she descended the river bank and slowly waded into the swiftly running current. Her wicked hands dipped in and out of the water and she splashed the water up her arms, over her breasts.....and then dove in. Jade was beyond aroused.....he watched with unerred excitement as she stood up, and brushed her hair back away from her face....wiping the water off her eyes.... He could tell, the water must be cold.....her nipples were taunt, and standing high and proud. He wanted her..... He ached for her.... He needed her touch.