'Tis The Time Of The Season

I want to grab hold of her, push her buttons and ride into Spring, pent up from a long cold winter of four wheels and walkin' places. 

Winter is a bore and slow on four wheels with the windows up. It has its place at the drive in when we can take advantage of tight spaces and privacy but it lacks woodsyness and campfires, outdoor smells and hayfever. 

Fever, that's what spring brings. TIme to get hot all over again, see the new bikes on our old bikes, rinse off the hibernation, grab a cup of joe, give her a once over and hit it!

I put on my tunes and first up is the Zombies "Time of the Season" and I sing along, 

It's the time of the season 

When the love runs high 
In this time, give it to me easy 
And let me try 
With pleasured hands 

I get excited as I walk outside, pulling on my Aerostich jacket, arm through the helmet face hole, glasses reminding me I am the incarnation of James Dean as I catch myself in the outside window reflection. I made my plans, got agreement with my incredible wife. All is very, very good.

I set my gear down, uncover her slowly, checking every detail of her body to make sure I attend to any needs before we roll around. Her winter blanket comes off, she exposed to the elements, naked and ready, and I sing aloud, 

"To take you and the sun to 
Promised lands 
To show you every one 
It's the time of the season for loving"

Ahh yes. It is clear we are both ready, that it has been too long since she carried my weight and enjoyed my controlling nature. Play time is upon us.

"What's your name? Who's your daddy? Is he rich like me?"

Yes Indeed, I am rich beyond belief. I lack nothing. Gas in the tank, road under her wheels and time to burn flashes through my mind as I put on the gloves. I have one desire and that is to be with her today.

"Has he taken any time to show you what you need to live?" 

I am he. I must show her what she was made for. I sing under my breath as I straddle her saddle and pull my feet to her pegs. 

Flip the switch and press that fine little button that makes her roar....

"tell it to me slowly, I really want to know, It's the time and the season for loving." She speaks to me and I listen carefully. She vibrates up through my legs, rattles my bum and shakes my spine. Tingling is in my fingers and toes, my attention is on her and I have to go!

Ride sexy everybody. It's spring!