“HI BRUTUS!”
Easing around the bike into the oncoming lane Big Brutus, who she met the night her whole faculty got arrested and held overnight grinned vividly, “Hey Miss Cherry. Looking good Baby. Howdy Horse!”
“You know Brutus too?”
“Course, he knows us. His biker charter is all fist bumps with us other bad boys.”
“I should have known.” She chuckled, not once stopping her gyrations. A guttural nut out of Horace she grinned at him. “Grease monkey!” All three of them laughed. “Are we taking Joe home too?” She smirked at Horace. Nodding he saluted Brutus and the officer moved on. Plenty to tell his girl Myrtle Turtle.
“So how do you know Brutus and the boys?” Horace asked her.
“Long story. They have our backs, not so much by choice but it does help considering days like today. Isn’t it incredible that we can be so free to do this kind of thing?”
“Yep!” He rounded the block, a woman pushing a baby stroller stopping to cover her child from seeing them. At the babies age they were more interested in eating their own toes and farting. Still, a natural trait. Mommy still nibbled her nail at Horace in passing. Nothing like a well-built man. Too bad Billy’s dad was a fat ass slouch. Out of sight, out of mind.
Roaring through the neighborhood she hugged Horace tightly, her legs wrapped about his waist. Not one person seemed to give a shit, that or they were used to calling the cops and getting no results. The promising thing was that most everyone waved and smiled. No children out running about was certainly a good thing. That part spooked Miss Freebird. An older neighborhood overall meant older homeowners. Reaching his home again they found Zach and Joe looking over their pictures as seen through the camera memory and the camcorders flip screen. Busted, the boys hid their equipment until Horace motioned in Joe. Passing Zach’s camcorder back to him Joe hurried out to the bike.
“Mount up.” Horace ordered. Like Steve earlier he felt stupid and embarrassed to be riding with two naked adults. Young adult or not Joe was stressed.
“Hold my toes.” Piper giggled. “I’ll allow that much.”
“Don’t suck on those.” Horace laughed.
“OH GOD NO! If anyone sucks my toes, I’d fall right off this bike. I lose all motor control when they do that.”
“Duly noted.” He winked at her. “Hang on back there.” No problem! Piper also reached over Horace to grab Joe by his shirt collar as added support. Bumpy ride this round she pretty much just sat on the biker’s cock. Kickstand for whores! Five blocks down an unfamiliar side street they passed a small firehouse. Three on call firefighters stood out by their smaller truck smoking of all things. Waving at them they went so far as to thrust their hips at Piper. Laughing she blew them a kiss.
Arriving at Joe’s home, he not only found his dad, but his mom talking out on the street by her car. Even though his mom left Joe in his dad’s custody, the woman did visit often and bring fast food. Part of their custody agreement. “Hey Horace.” The woman smiled and dropped Joe’s dad like a brick to come say hello. “Who’s your new girlfriend?”
“Not even!” Piper frowned releasing Joe into her care. “Sorry for scarring Joe for life. I’m Piper.”
“Oh, no worries. Greg and I did that long ago. She’s beautiful Horse. Love the long curls.”
“So is Joe’s mommy. Hey Violet!” He smirked back. “Sup Greg?”
“Fuck you.” Greg took Joe to the house with a pizza she delivered. Rolling her eyes at Greg’s actions Violet leaned in between Piper and Horace and kissed him on the lips. Steamy, Piper leaned back on the tank and rubbed her clit just to keep busy. Violet lowered her hand to Piper’s bikini area and patted her knuckles. Removing her fingers Violet ended her kiss then pulled her long brown hair back. Leaning between them she began rolling her tongue over Horace’s cock, sampling a union of tastes. Only three inches of it stood exposed, the rest inside Piper. Tongue wagging between his dick it moved over to Piper’s clit.
“Violet and I ended her marriage last year.” He chuckled. “Greg there can’t keep up with Vi’s sex drive. I can.”
“Mmm! I can see that.” Piper smiled at Violet looking her in the eyes. Kissing her clit goodbye Violet stood up straight.
“Sorry! I’m bi and couldn’t resist.”
“Any time Vi.” Feeling giddy Violet shifted her shoulders from side to side, her off the shoulder blouse drifting low over her 36C’s until a hint of areola exposed. “I need to go.” A pout followed. “I have dates.”
“Dates?” Piper winced and squeezed her own breasts from her outstretched pose, Horse now massaging her clit as they spoke.
“Violet’s a charter whore. She drives by our clubhouse and gives the guys some. We pay her well, so she doesn’t have to get a real job.”
“So, a whore… whore?”
“I don’t consider myself one, but I guess if the dicks fit, and they pay my rent and car payment, pizza for my son… so be it. I’m happy.”
“Ever consider a career upgrade come see me. I’m the Counsellor at Joe’s school.”
“Horton-Dexter? Really? Wow! I’m impressed over you being so bold with such a public job. You must… know people.” She winked. “I do have secretarial skills.”
“Just our TYPE.” Piper moaned over Horse’s attentive fingers, Piper now pinching and lifting her nipples. “We do plan on retiring our older staff in the coming weeks. Front office? Pretty much answering phones, typing, and fingering yourself. Well, that is when our teachers aren’t bending you over.”
“You’re serious?” Violet grew intrigued. “Can I drop by the school sometime and check it out?”
“As long as Joe doesn’t mind all of the students checking you out too. Fuck… I’m going to cum.” A shrill squeal Piper reached over and grabbed Violet’s hand. Riding along on her spasm Violet giggled.
“I’ll drop by as soon as the club lets me out of bed. Horse? Do you mind if I took on a job?”
“Naaa! Just be free on weekends.”
“Dress code?” Violet had to ask, primping at her off the shoulder blouse and her thigh high mini skirt. Trying to catch her sanity Piper used her other hand to make gestures. Pointing at her blouse she panted, “Lower!” then at her skirt, “Higher!”
“I am so in!” She laughed. “I’m going to test what you just said.”
“Pajama Day once a week. Costume Day in the works but not until after we rearrange class schedules. We hired a few new teachers, old one too. Things are slightly chaotic but never dull.”
“Nightie on Pajama Day?”
“I’ll let you know. I plan on just a robe the first day.”
“Oh, fuck yes!” Her cell ringing, Violet looked at it. “Four members now? A girl just can’t catch her breath.” She giggled. “I will be by soon I promise. It sounds incredible.” Leaning over Piper, she kissed her on the lips. Once rising, another warm kiss to Horace before wiggling away. Up on the porch Greg flipped them all off double barreled. If he wasn’t afraid of his own shadow, he might stir up trouble. He knew better.
“HEY!” Horse called over his shoulder as Violet opened her car door, “Get back into the gym and lose more of that ass.”
“My ass is PERFECTION thank you. Don’t listen to him Piper. I do yoga twice a week at LIFT KITty’s. You should join me sometime Piper.”