Page 2 of Nobody's Ol Lady (Nefarious MC)

As the door of the Baby Boutique slammed behind her, Willie finally felt free to laugh and did so loudly. Did this biker named Black Dog really just ask her prissy sister Roberta to give him a blowjob? She looked closer at Black Dog, admiring his black hair, scruffy beard, and green eyes. He had huge tattooed arms and not an ounce of fat on him. She hoped he would agree to let her draw him some day, nude would be perfect. He had a body like no man’s she had ever seen before. He stood there laughing with her.

“Willie, you’re gonna need to change if you wanna hang out with me, those cute shorts are no protection from road rash. Where do you live?” Black Dog was impatient, wanting to get the hell away from the Baby Boutique and the sister that called him a criminal. What a nasty snobby bitch she was while Willie looked so sweet and innocent. He loved girls like Willie, corrupt them, and pass them on to his bro’s. He was a legend in the club for making chicks into club sluts.

“I live in a garage apartment, over on Bay Lane, do you know where that is? Number 31; take the side driveway to the back.” Willie looked wide-eyed at him chewing on her bottom lip.

Damn, thought Black Dog. That was fucking sexy as hell and those eyes of hers; a light almost amber brown with all those soft light brown curls hanging down her back turned him on. His fucking cock was getting hard already. “I know Bay Lane; poke me when we get close to your place. You ever rode before?”

“No, I haven’t, but I’m ready to learn.”

Black Dog grinned, Willie was cute, and she was going to be learning quite a few new things before he was done with her. “I’ll start the bike up, I named her Roxanne, and you get on behind me. Just put on this helmet and hold on tight to me. Lean when I do and you’ll do just fine.” He got on his Harley, Roxanne, which he had painted a glossy black with red swirls on the tank and started her up. He put on his sunglasses, helmet and tossed Willie his extra brain bucket. Willie climbed behind him, got the helmet on, wiggled her cute ass until she was comfortable and put her arms around him and they roared down the road.

Willie poked Black Dog when they got near her driveway and he slowed down as he hit the crushed shell driveway. Nice area he thought, there was a beach on the property and no neighbors either. It would be a damn good place for the Nefarious MC to party. He pulled up to the garage apartment and Willie got off the bike. She didn’t wait for him to follow her; she was already unlocking the door as Black Dog walked up the stairs. He opened the door and removed his sunglasses as he looked around the apartment. There was color everywhere on the walls. He saw the most interesting art and wondered if Willie was an artist. If so, she was damn good. He wandered on to an enclosed porch that seemed to be an art studio. He was amazed at the nudes on canvas, some not yet finished. He didn’t hear Willie come behind him until she touched his shoulder. He turned suddenly, a grim look on his face until he saw her. She pulled back seeing the look on his face. Black Dog was a mean ass biker who wasn’t used to being touched without knowing who it was. Seeing her flinch, he smiled a bit.

“You’re an artist and painted all of these?” He motioned to the paintings that were all over the room.

“I am the art teacher for Saint Rose’s Catholic High School. That was why I was working for Roberta, these oil paints and my supplies kind of keep me broke in the summer. I do this cool art glass jewelry too. I am making these fairy wing pendants now—they’re really pretty. One day I plan to sell my jewelry or maybe have a store and sell everything I make. I’ve got big dreams and empty pockets.” Willie looked around sadly. “I hated working there and now I’ll need to pick up a job somewhere for a few weeks. I have a horse to support too.”

Black Dog grinned, “Got any of those Catholic girl uniforms? Think you could dance?”

Willie thought about it and walked into her bedroom, Back Dog was right behind her. She opened her closet and found one of the skirts she used to wear and a blouse from her school days at Saint Rose’s High School. “You mean this?” She held out the hangers and he nodded. “I suppose they still fit and of course I can dance, can you?”

“I don’t mean us dancing Babe, I mean you dancing for money,” Black Dog was enjoying the look on Willie’s face. “Better put on some fancy underwear and toss on some jeans. You got boots?” He began to root through the closet coming up with the clothes he thought Willie should wear. In the back of the closet, he found a pair of never worn high-heeled, knee high, black leather boots, which he grabbed out of the shoebox. “These will work just fine; now let’s see your underwear drawer.”

“Black Dog, I don’t think you should be going through my private drawers and do you have a real name?” Willie was beginning to think maybe Roberta had been correct in thinking the bikers were a bunch of perverts and criminals. Then he smiled at her and she melted inside and showed him her underwear drawer.

“Ah, candy apple red! My favorite color; Roxanne has swirls of it, did you notice her tanks? I love black and red together, so wear these red lacy things, and do whatever girly shit ya gotta do. There’s a party I wanna take you to.” He winked at her and Willie took the bra and panties in her hand and walked toward the bathroom.

“Oh hell, just change in front of me; I won’t bite you, yet. You paint nudes so it isn’t like you’re shy, are you? I don’t have time to be wasting on shy, awkward chicks.” Black Dog folded his arms across his chest and looked at Willie as if to demand she get naked. “Either you wanna be with me and party or you don’t, make up your mind.” His boot began tapping on the wood floor as he waited for her to reply.

Willie slowly began to pull her shirt off and as she heard his tapping boot, she moved faster until she was in her pink bra and panties. She shivered as his green eyes roamed up and down her body. “I want to party with you, I’m a bit shy but I can get over that. What’s your real name, your parent’s didn’t name you Black Dog, I hope.”

“None of your fucking business, all you need to know is Black Dog, and don’t ask questions. You may not like the answers. Good girls don’t hang out with bikers. Are you a good girl, Willie? Or are you a bad girl who wants to get dirty?” He licked at the corner of his lip. “I think you want to be a very bad girl, don’t you? And be with the big bad biker. Maybe piss your parents and sister off while you have some fun?”

Willie looked at him before giving him a slight nod. She slipped the straps of her bra down her arms and turned to let him unsnap the back. As his fingers touched her skin, Willie trembled. He was an expert at unhooking her bra though; Black Dog used only one hand. He leaned in and nibbled on her earlobe, his breath was hot in her ear. Very slowly, he turned her to face him. He looked straight into her eyes.

“Willie, I dig ya, Babe, but I’m a rambling man, no angel here, I aint gonna be your boyfriend, understand? This is just a weekend for us, nothing more.” His voice was gritty and he never took his eyes off of hers.

“I didn’t ask you for more than a ride, BD, I can handle your weekend. But do you think one day I could paint you? Like a souvenir; if you’re really that good and worth my time.” Willie was blunt and no angel herself at the moment.

“BD, huh, you shortened my name? I like it but only you get to call me that in private. Your weekend will be one you’re never gonna forget. Yeah, you can paint me, I like being naked. Get that ass in gear, we’ve got to see about you dancing and there is a party in the back room of Dirty Deeds, ever hear of it?”

Willie took a deep breath, yes she knew of the notorious bar that the president of the Nefarious MC owned. Roberta had gone out there with friends and bragged about how hot the owner was but he had shot her down and his girlfriend was a dancer who had made Roberta very uncomfortable. Willie leaned in and whispered “One kiss BD, before I get dressed, please?” Black Dog pulled her closer and his lips brushed hers as she exhaled. His tongue was touching hers and her tongue darted out to meet his. He kissed her deeply and she was quite enjoying it until he slapped her ass.

“Red undies, Babe, jeans and that red tank top, better bring a jacket for tonight; it might get chilly later on and wear those boots.” He grinned at her and looked so sexy that Willie found she was obeying his commands without even thinking.

Black Dog admired Willie’s tits and ass as she removed her underwear, too bad they had no time to fuck now but he was in a hurry. Shopping for Mad Jack’s niece was not something he’d planned on but he walked away with the best present in the store, Willie. She began to dress and he walked around the apartment. In the kitchen on the fridge was a list of things Willie planned to do over the summer. He read and began to laugh to himself.

1) Meet a sexy man

2) Stick up for myself with Roberta

3) Do something wild and exciting

4) Go out to a place I’ve never been

5) Get a tattoo

Well, well little Miss prim and proper Willie was going to get her list all taken care of this weekend and by him. She already had told Roberta off and met him; he was sexy and knew it. He’d pose for her and make sure she got her tattoo. Too bad he wasn’t looking for an ol lady, Willie would make a fine one and she even worked a real job. One of his brothers might take her though. All of a sudden, he wasn’t sure if he’d like seeing her with another man. He pushed that thought right out of his head. He was not ready to have an ol lady, not for a long time.

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