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After lunch, Dom takes me out to the garage to teach me about motorcycles. Not to toot my own horn or anything, but if you can get through medical school, learning how a combustion engine mounted on two wheels works isn’t rocket-science.
He’s happy that I’m picking up on everything so quickly.
When he is sure I know how the bike works, he put me on the seat and sits behind me, guiding my movements.
The tingling sensation flutters through my body again…it was hot having a monstrous brute being so gentle and patient and teaching me.
“Now, remember, by the pure nature of physics, this machinewantsto move forward, so don’t be scared about falling over sideways or anything like that. You’d have totryto make that happen. Once you’re in motion…the bikewants to move forward.”
“Okay.”
“What does the bike want to do?”
I turn around on the seat of his old, backup Yamaha bike and laugh, “It wants to move forward.” It’s like he’s teaching a preschooler!
“That’s right,” he forces down a smile. “Start her up.”
I turn the key and despite the age of this beauty, she growls to life instantly, “Wow, you really take care of this thing.”
“Did you expect anything else?”
“I suppose not.”
Dom puts his strong hands over mine to guide my actions, “Okay, clutch in, put her in first and go slow on the throttle.”
I do as I’m told and the bike lurches, “Oops!”
He chuckles, “That’s fine. We’re moving. It’s hard to stall a bike.”
We are indeed moving…and I notice that Dom is using his feet to keep us steady.
“Now throttle up slow to give us a little gallop.”
I do…and I’m fast reaching the end of the parking lot! “There’s a turn coming!”
“That’s alright, I’ve got it,” Dom says gently. “Nice and easy,” he negotiates the turn with ease and then we straighten up. “See that? It’s just about your weight distribution and the bike almost straightens up by itself. Why?”
I’m more serious this time when I answer, “Because it wants to go forward.”
“Exactly,” he takes his hands off mine.
“Hey! What are you doing?”
“It’s okay you’ve got it, I’m right here.” His hands go to my waist and stay there.
Christ! My vagina is strapped to a gasoline powered vibrator and he’s holding me like I’m his girlfriend! Is he trying to make a move on me or do I just have sex on the brain because I’ve been sharing myself with three different studs for weeks?”
“We’re on a straight road now, this is perfect for you to learn. Once you’re in motion you can gear up without using the clutch and up the throttle.”
“Where are we going?”
“Town and back. That ought to give you a good feel for her.”
“Okay,” I do what he says and then close the visor on my helmet. I speed up and Dom holds me closer.
I don’t know if he really needs to or my sex brain is convinced he’s coming on to me.
I try to focus on the road and take the gentle curves with some small amount of grace.
