I awoke in a sweat last night. The sheets were soaked. My surroundings were unfamiliar. It took me a few minutes to clear my head. I thought, that’s right, I’m in a hotel. But, did it really happen? Was it real? Or was this just a dream? I lay naked, out of breath. My pussy was tingling.
Yesterday was a long grueling day. Meeting after meeting wore me out. Dealing with people in Washington is tiresome at best, so many are full of themselves. Too many bullshit artists for my liking. I was looking forward to returning to Florida. My last meeting ended around 5 p.m. I was ready for some dinner and a cocktail, then to bed. I spent the evening alone, finished eating, and went straight to my room. I was so tired I think I was asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.
Then, all of a sudden, it was dark out, and I found myself traveling alone on a rural road. I was in my Mercedes lost on some back road. I wasn’t sure how I got there. After just a few minutes of driving, I ran out of gas and was able to get the car to the side of the road. Of course, when something like this happened, I was in an area with no cell service. I decided to wait until daylight before I ventured out for help. Doors locked and my seat reclined, I tried to go to sleep.
The sun was rising. I was facing east and I had a clear view of the brilliant orange sky. In the distance, I could see a vehicle heading in my direction. Then another, and soon, I understood what I saw: about a half-dozen motorcycles speeding toward me. I exited the car to flag them down to see if they could help me.
They slowed to a stop. It was then that I realized that this was an outlaw motorcycle club; it was like a scene out of the television show ‘Sons of Anarchy.’
The lead rider approached me. He had a patch that said President; his name was Brendon. He seemed nice enough and offered me a ride to the next town. I was relieved and accepted. It was exciting; I hadn’t been on a motorcycle since I was a teenager. We traveled only several miles reaching a secluded picnic area. We pulled in, and the rest of the riders followed. For some reason, this didn’t frighten me.