Nefarious MC #1 - Nobody's Ol Lady (2 page)

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illie hid behind the curtain that led to the back of the store. She knew the bikers were coming and decided to keep out of the way. Let Roberta get her just rewards for insulting Joy. This was going to rock her older sister’s world and she would enjoy watching it.

Mad Jack led the way into the store and his brother’s followed, with Jersey and Joy in the rear. As they entered the store the owner, a blonde haired, tanned woman gasped. Her friends all gathered around her, stunned at the rowdy bunch of bikers entering the store. As Joy walked past, she grinned widely at the women.

Jack smirked, “Roberta, you got the rent yet? You’re three months behind and I’m here to collect it. I heard my cousin was in here and you were fucking rude to her. She wanted to get Kima something for the new baby. You know my sister had a little girl, right? So you are gonna make it all good, aren’t you?” His face was hard and he was nearly snarling.

Roberta looked like she swallowed something bitter, “No, I didn’t know she was your cousin, I didn’t think she belonged in my store. How would I know Kima had a baby?”

Jack looked at her with an evil grin. “Your store? Nah, I don’t think so; you haven’t been able to make the rent, have you? My dad owns this store not you. So do you think I belong in here?”

Jersey was staring at Roberta as if she was dog shit and told Joy to shop. The rest of the bikers were roaming around touching whatever they liked and the women were just staring at them in shock.

“I asked you a question Roberta; do you have an answer for me? Because if my cousin offends you, I guess me and my bro’s must be offending you too?”

“Of course not, I was mistaken, I had no idea she was related to you. What can I do to make this better?” Roberta had a visual of her store being overrun by dirty bikers trashing the place.   Just the thought of them touching all her beautiful baby items had her almost shaking.

Jack finally smiled. “I guess whatever we want for my sister is on the house, right? Remember the rent is past due and I will be telling my dad how you treat customers, he is all about making sure the customer is happy.”

Roberta swallowed. “Of course, whatever you want for Kima, is on the house.”

Black Dog, a Nefarious MC member, that Willie had been eying up walked up to Roberta. “You give good head? Got a big enough mouth on ya, don’t ya? Do you wanna go in the back room and show me?” He nodded to a curtained off area. “Oh, I’m not good enough for a bitch like you?” He laughed at the look on Roberta’s face.

The bikers all started to laugh at Roberta and she didn’t know what to do. The thought of the biker expecting her to give him a blowjob in her store in front of her friends had her near tears.

Willie took a deep breath and moved the curtain aside and walked up to the biker who was making fun of Roberta. “Would you give me a ride on your bike?” She began to tug on Black Dog’s arm and he looked down at the younger, prettier girl.

“You go for a ride with me sweet thing, I can’t promise I’ll bring you back to work.” Black Dog was busy making plans in his head. “What’s your name?”

“Wilhelmina but my friends call me Willie and I don’t have to come back here. I’m quitting, my sister is a pain in my ass to work for!”

“Let’s go Willie, I’ll give you a hell of ride and Roberta, I’d have let you suck me off, but Willie here is way younger and a lot prettier so you’re beat. Not that I figured those sour puss lips would do much for me, but I was willing to let ya try to get me off.” He laughed at the horrified look on her face and shook his head. “You don’t know what yur missing bitch. Willie, I think you and me are gonna get along real well. I can’t wait to meet the rest of your family.”

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ilhelmina, I forbid you to go anywhere with that criminal. You can’t just up and quit on me, either. What do you think our parents will say?” Roberta seemed to be in shock.

“I don’t care what they say and I want my pay in cash now. I’m sure you’ll call them right up and I don’t have to answer to you or them. I have my own apartment.” Willie wasn’t going to listen to her older sister. She wanted to go with the hot biker.

Black Dog snarled, “Pay her and we’ll be on our way. She’s just told you she quit and she sounds like she means it. Or do you want me to open that cash register and take what you owe her? I got no problem giving her a bonus too for having to put up with you.”

Roberta quickly opened the cash register and paid Wilhelmina what she owed her.

Willie just wanted to leave before she lost her courage and Roberta made more of a fool of herself by arguing with the bikers. She gave Roberta a big smile as she walked past her. Gone were the days of being at her sister’s disposal. Willie was going to have herself some fun.

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s 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.

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illie 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.”