Madison’s hips twitched and the rest of her body shuddered as she gasped and moaned softly; it seemed that Fred (
@CasualVelociraptor) had been able to coax a nice little orgasm out of the older woman. The blonde laid there quietly for a time as she caught her breath, then reached out to coax the young pilot to once again snuggle with her closely; “That was nice sweetie, c’mere.” As they lay together basking in Maddy’s post-orgasmic glow, the biker babe idly stroked the younger woman’s hair as she gazed contentedly across the room …
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Deke was leaning back in a chair, his boots on a small table in the room up on the second floor with the solid door. As he leafed through a catalog of bike parts he periodically glanced over at the screen of a laptop sitting on the table. The top half showed a mirror and a Club vest sitting on a wooden nightstand, but the bottom now displayed Madison and Fred cuddling again in the little bed. The blonde was looking straight at the Nanny Cam concealed in one of the pictures on the wall with a dreamy little smile on her face, but then the biker noticed her free hand was also giving him the finger as it lay tucked up close against her side where Fred couldn’t see it; that made him laugh and shake his head as he muttered “Fucking Madison.”
Most everyone thought the blonde was an airhead but Deke knew better. Maddy might’ve been forgetful and clumsy, but she could also be more than a little clever when she wanted to be. The best example of that was the time she’d picked up a lady cop interested in women at a bar; they’d eventually smoked some crack together and the Club was
still making money off of it, since it turned out the cop managed an evidence storage room. Frank had been so happy that after awhile he’d given Madison a new bike as a reward, though she still couldn’t ride despite a shit ton of lessons from Billy.
As Deke put down the catalog he made sure the laptop was still recording, then minimized the cam pictures to create a folder to store the video file in; as he did he thought about who might be interested in this little show if it came down to it. The cops probably
wouldn’t, since it’d been obtained through ‘inadmissible means’ and there was no way to prove what the white powder really was. But Fred’s daddy almost certainly
would be, as would the parents of all the kid’s Fred’d flown out to the Ranch that night. And probably every other potential customer of daddy’s company too. And the administration of whatever school Fred went to. And the Federal Aviation Administration for that matter.
And whatever company insured her daddy’s business; the list just kept on going. Especially if some concerned, anonymous citizen were to allege Fred had flown
after doing the coke. The biker thought for a minute and then a title for all the Internet posts popped into his head – “
Teenage Pilot Flies High With Biker Babe Before Flying High With Passengers.” It was a little wordy but Deke imagined
tens of thousands of dudes would check out the posts just to see Madison alone; maybe it should be “…
Naked Biker Babe…” Yup, Fred would be in a
world of shit if this ever got out.
Of course it didn’t have to come to that, since they were all gonna be great pals now and pals did favors for each other. The Club would keep the video nice and safe, and Fred would fly a few brothers around periodically, no questions asked, especially when it came to their luggage. Hell she might even get a few free dime bags out of it once in awhile, and get to keep sleeping with Maddy too if the blonde wanted and Billy said okay. Shit, someone interested in underage gash might even pop Fred’s cherry eventually; Deke had no idea if that was Billy’s kind of thing but did know some of the other guys were into it.
Deke created a folder for the video called ‘
Helicopter Tickets’ then stopped recording so he could save and back up everything; what they already had was more than enough, but he also didn’t want to risk losing it either. Then he locked up the room and went downstairs to talk to Chrystal and Shanice; he told the other women Maddy had done a great job and could keep the rest of the coke, and also that they should send someone up to get the blonde back to work. After that he grabbed another Torpedo for himself and wandered back outside, whistling the happy little song he’d remembered from that weird old movie under his breath. But then he got a little closer to the stage and heard someone belting out a familiar tune (
@AndNich123) in a voice that would’ve made old Joan proud …
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A few minutes later another girl named Trinity started calling out for Madison in the upstairs hallway. After Maddy answered she gave Fred a quick peck on the lips then disentangled herself from the young girl and climbed out of bed with a sad little expression on her face. “Sorry sweetie, I have to get back to work.”
After the blonde pulled her vest on she rummaged around in the room’s dresser. “Let’s see if there’s something in here that’ll fit you.” Eventually Madison came up with a cropped white tank top that would be snug even on Fred, a flirty pink miniskirt that would just cover the Swede’s ass and a pair of platform flops that matched the skirt. “Here, these should look cute on you. Sorry, no undies to go with them, that’d be bad hygiene.” The blonde giggled and offered a little wave as she went on with “Hi, Jeanne!” before adding “Or I guess you could wear your old panties, if they’re dry now.” Another giggle. “Or not.” Then Madison gave Fred another quick kiss and was out the door, calling “Maybe we can party again sometime sweetie” behind her as her pear shaped ass disappeared down the hallway.
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