FEMALE BIKE RIDER STORIES : A FBR BECOME MY GIRLFRIEND

 READ PREVIOUS PARTS HERE 

PART 1 - MEETING A FEMALE BIKE RIDER

PART 2 - A LONG RIDE WITH FBR

NOW STORY CONT....



After that they both busy with their office work and despite their best efforts the intended next bike trip did not happen quickly. The reason was the usual suspect “work” as both, especially Rashmi, got extremely busy in their jobs. However they did manage to meet every so often in the city and were soon officially “dating”. Manish was on cloud nine, she was his first girlfriend and a stunner at that. His friends were all happy for him and envious too. During their dates they learnt more about each other, their families etc. Manish learnt that Rashmi was as multifaceted as they come. She was a national level volleyball player, state level footballer, cross country runner, black belt in karate besides being academically brilliant and a leader throughout her career. To Manish’s credit instead of developing an inferiority complex, he grew extremely proud of her achievements.

Rashmi too greatly supported Manish. She felt he had a good voice and encouraged the bathroom singer in him to step out. She pushed him into singing in some karaoke bars and while he was terrified he managed to perform due to her encouragement and even won applause. She also liked that he volunteered with educating street children when he found time.

One Saturday morning, Rashmi called Manish out of the blue.

“Hello darling.”

“Hi Rashmi, I thought you had completely forgotten me.”

 

“Sorry  babe, it’s just that work has been crazy, I have been stuck in this project and putting late nights and even some weekends .”

“Hmm. Excuses excuses.”

“Look babe I am sorry. Let me make it up to you. Pack your stuff up for a weekend trip; I shall pick you up in an hour’s time.”

“Rashmi, where are we going?”

“My colleague has a farm house near Matheran. He has agreed to let me spend the weekend there. Isn’t that awesome!”

 

“Week end? Rashmi, what do you mean, like an overnight trip?”

 

“Of course baby.”

“Rashmi, what if my mom or your mom find out?!” Manish was terrified.

Manish, how will they find out unless you tell them? Don’t worry just come on it will be fun.”

Ok you win.” Although nervous he was also equally excited.

As promised Rashmi was there in an hour’s time and started honking impatiently. Manish rushed down the stairs and scolded her, “Have some patience. People will think I am going out with a real goon .”

 

“A hot goon !” Rashmi winked at him. “Come on, I can’t wait to get going.”

He barely hopped on that Rashmi zoomed ahead.

“Rashmi slow down.”

“I am sorry, just really excited to be on the road again.”

However, that apology was quickly forgotten as she deftly and swiftly whizzed past the city traffic. Realizing that he couldn’t really change her old habit, Manish hung on tightly to her waist. The moment they were out of the city, Rashmi sped upto over 110 km/hr. Although he was enjoying the ride, he decided to scold her.

“Rashmi what do I have to do to make you slow down.”

“You sound like my mother!”

“Well your mother is correct!”

At this, Rashmi took both her arms off the handlebar and turned around and asked him “What?” pretending she had not heard anything. Meanwhile the Enfield roared on at over 100 km/hr.

“RASHMI……….!”

“What? I can’t hear.”

“RASHMIAA!”

“What? I can’t hear you?”

“RASHMIA, PLEASE STOP FOOLING AROUND!”

 

“Well under one condition. No back seat driving. Leave the driving to me. Ok?”

“OK OK, Please just drive.”

 


With a chuckle, Rashmi resumed control of the bike. At her speed, they reached the farm house in Neral in no time. Shortly before reaching, they stopped at a road side tea shop to ask for directions. Manish got off and went to speak to the shopkeeper. While the shopkeeper was giving him directions, Rashmi took off her helmet. That is when the shopkeeper realized that the bike was being driven by a girl and gaped at her in wonder. With some difficulty, Manish had to bring the shopkeeper back to reality and get the directions. Both Manish and Rashmi had a good laugh when he told her this.

The farmhouse was taken care of by an elderly care taker who lived nearby. He served them a good lunch and then left them alone.

“Wow this place is great! So what’s the plan now Rashmi?” asked Manish.

With a twinkle in her eye, Rashmi took out her bag and brought out some beer cans. Manish was shocked.

“What is this? I didn’t know you drink!”

“Well of course I do. This is just for fun. Come on, you do drink don’t you?”

“Yes…yes…I mean once in a while only” Manish lied.

“Cool.” She tossed him a can and opened hers. “Cheers!”

Manish gulped the beer but the pungent taste hit him hard. This was the first time he was drinking beer. He coughed.

“Easy now babe, drink slowly. You will enjoy it.” Rashmi patted his back.

As the evening wore on, the beer was gradually consumed. They watched a movie and had a good time.

The beer was making Manish really sleepy. Rashmi noticed this, “Manish don’t fall asleep!”

Manish smiled “I will try. Did I tell you are absolutely beautiful and amazing.”

Rashmi was pleasantly surprised. “Is that the beer talking?” but she put an arm around his shoulder and pulled him closer.

“No this is me talking in all honesty.”

“How sweet ?”

 

“Hmm, your embrace feels so warm and nice Rashmi.” Manish tucked into her.

“Manish,” Rashmi pulled his head slightly back so he could look up to her.

Before Manish could complete she bent down and kissed him on his lips. He was taken aback and involuntarily tried pulling his head back but her strong arm held him tight. He gradually gave in. She pulled back and looked into his eyes. Then she bent down again and kissed him again. This time he was more ready and they kissed passionately.

 

“So what is a nice boy like you doing in a place like this?” She teased him.

 

“Well a big bad girl kidnapped and brought me here!”

 

“Then I want my ransom!” She immediately started kissing him again.

 

In a moment of bravado, Manish reached out and grabbed her b00b . Rashmi gently but firmly put his hand aside.

 

“Easy now tiger, let me run this show ok?”

 

Manish was mortified that he had done something wrong but she put a finger on his lips and started kissing him again. They both fell asleep in some time in a cuddle. While Manish was disappointed that things didn’t progress further, he enjoyed every moment of their evening.

TO BE CONT ...........

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