Iron Angel (4 page)

“Boys are so easily excited,” she thought to herself. But then she realized that she was practically dripping herself. “So are girls,” she added aloud as she lifted her leg over the gas tank and settled herself onto his stiff member.

It actually wasn’t as easy as that and took some bouncing around with Maddox lifting her into the air and positioning her properly before she could finally settle in place. All of this was recorded by the Japanese family and would probably be on the Japanese equivalent of YouTube before the day was up.

“Ready?” he asked, and she nodded her head. Maddox opened the throttle wide and screamed out of the lot toward town. A large crowd of Iron Eagles and Iron Eagle Mommas were standing outside the bar as they tore past. Despite the noise of the wind and the roar of the engine, Aimee could clearly hear them cheering as they passed by.

She clung tightly to Maddox’s chest as he began the climb toward Deadman’s Mine. The road was indeed twisting and bumpy. In college, she had once ridden a Sybian on a bet, and this reminded her a lot of that. Maddox prick bounced in and out of her slightly with each bump. The vibrations of the big engine were transferred up between her legs through the metal of the gas tank. As he leaned back and forth to go through the turns, his prick almost seemed to rotate within her like the accessories on that masturbation saddle.

The result was intense and predictable. They were much less than half-way to the mine when she had her first orgasm, and it was an intense one, perhaps in the top ten, maybe even the top five. The second orgasm happened only a few miles later, and the third just before they reached the mine.

There were, as expected, two flags hanging from the fence in front of the mine clubhouse. There were also several members and Mommas standing around on the clubhouse porch. One of the Mommas handed the two flags to Aimee. They didn’t have poles as such, but did have a short bar that held them stiff on the end as if they were on a pole. Aimee gripped the bars tightly and Maddox headed back into town.

The trip back was even more intense that the trip up. With the two flags in her hands, she could not hold on to Maddox and bounced and slipped much more than before. Furthermore, holding the flags up caused tension in her arms and in her abdomen, forcing her to tighten her cunt muscles and as a result intensify the sensations of the bouncing, wiggling prick within her.

She had four more orgasms on the trip back, one just as they were entering town. Perhaps it was the accumulation of the sensations of the whole trip that caused it, or perhaps it was because it was happening in front of the entire Iron Eagles club, but the last orgasm was not just in the top five. It was a new number one. Her screams as they passed the bar were matched by the hoots and cheers of the club members and Mommas gathered on the porch.

Finally they were back where the ride had begun, at the main clubhouse. “Let’s go inside,” Maddox said as he helped her off the bike. Once inside, the head Momma handed her the dress she had left in the parking lot when the ride began. She also handed her a black leather jacket. On the back were the skull and wings and the words, “Iron Angels MC, Iron Creek, Colorado.”

Maddox was standing behind her. He bent down and kissed her on the neck and said in almost a whisper, “Welcome to the club.”

One of the members stepped up to both of them and said, “Carol... I mean Dave wants to see you at the bar. They’re waiting for you up in Carol’s apartment.”

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Maddox parked his bike in front of the bar and he and Aimee walked back to the alley. As they went up the back steps to Carol’s apartment, he could see David’s bike parked beneath them and the memory of the hurt and anger of that night flashed through his mind. Surprisingly, there was no corresponding emotion. Those dreams and yearnings were dead. Now his only thought was that if this was a trap, how could he save Aimee?

Aimee wasn’t sure what to think. She was now wearing an Iron Angels jacket over her short dress. But that was all she was wearing. She was still barefoot and bare-assed. She knew that this could be a trap. She knew that they could be walking to their deaths. Somehow the thought of her body being found in the desert months from now with no panties on bothered her.
Dying doesn’t bother me,
she thought.
Having pictures and videos of myself riding naked through town doesn’t bother me. But being found dead and pantiless does. That is weird.
Maddox wondered why she was smiling so strangely as they entered the apartment.

David was wearing the Iron Angels jacket with heavy leather fringes on the sleeves, identifying him as the president of the club. Maddox had always thought that was a rather strange way to designate the leader, but when they were on the road riding, the many strands of leather would stream out from the president’s arms and look almost like wings as they flew down the road.

“Come in, come in,” David said.

Carol added, “Have a seat,” and pointed toward the kitchen table.

As the four of them sat down, she said, “I have a proposition for you.”

Aimee and Maddox remained silent. Carol continued. “Maddox, you don’t need to worry that I am going to clean out any threats to me and David. I may have to do that, but I don’t consider you a threat.”

She paused, looking back and forth between Maddox and Aimee. “I know, and you know, that you don’t have what it takes to be the president of the Angels.” Aimee looked slightly shocked. Maddox kept his face absolutely impassive.

“For one thing,” she continued, “You’re too honest. Even before you hooked up with Honest Aimee here, you had problems telling a lie.” She cocked an eyebrow and smiled at him. “Oh, you could do it, but it took effort. Not like David here who could lie to a priest in his death bed confession and still die with a clear heart.”

It was David’s turn to look slightly shocked. Carol again looked at Aimee and then back to Maddox. “And you don’t have the heart to do what sometimes has to be done. It bothered you when Burke died. For me, it was unfortunate, but just a part of getting things done.”

Maddox thought, but didn’t say,
You’re one cold-hearted bitch.

“You might still have been a threat that had to be removed, except you have fallen madly in love with our newest Mamma, and she’s madly in love with you.

“It isn’t love,” Aimee said, somewhat angrily. “It’s just sex.”

“Ah, yes,” Carol replied. “You also cannot tell a lie... except to yourself. You tell everyone else the truth, but lie to yourself. That’s the difference between us. I may lie to people regularly, but I always tell myself the truth. You’re both very much in love with each other and everybody can see it except you two.”

She paused. “Oh well. I will leave you two to work that out for yourselves.” Another pause. “In the meantime, I have a proposition for you. Maddox, you’re a manager. You know how to get things done and how to get people to do things. Aimee, you’re a lawyer who’s very skilled in corporate law. I want the two of you to buy and run legitimate businesses for the Iron Angels.”

She looked directly at Aimee. “You know how to set it up so that it’s totally and absolutely separate from the club, but at the same time remains under the club’s control. I think the best way to do that is probably to set up a retirement fund under Colorado law, but I’m not the lawyer.”

Turning to Maddox, she explained, “And everything will be
totally
legit. All money will be totally and absolutely clean before it gets invested by the club. I don’t want any part in the actual operation of these businesses. I am trusting you to make sure they are 100% clean and honest. We could start with some marketing off Iron Angels merchandise. No jackets or anything like that, but the tourists want to spend money and people are already selling knock-offs of our emblem and we don’t get a dime out of it.”

She could see the confusion on Maddox and Aimee’s faces. “You’re wondering why I am doing this, aren’t you? It’s simple. The club is involved in a lot of things that violate federal law, and the biggest weapon that the feds are using these days is asset seizure. This is our insurance policy. We transfer assets into something untouchable so that if the ATF or the DEA or the FBI or whoever tries to shut us down, there’s an absolutely untouchable reserve fund to take care of the future.”

She laughed. “Besides, it will drive them nuts trying to figure out what we’re hiding and how your companies are involved in Club business. The time they waste trying to find something on you is time they can’t use against our other sources of income.” Her voice became very stern and direct. “So I am counting on you to keep it absolutely spotless. Do we have a deal?”

“I assume the alternative is for my body to be found pantiless in the desert,” answered Aimee.

Carol again laughed. “I do like your honesty. ... Not quite, honey. If the club leaves something in the desert, it has been thoroughly washed down with bleach and antiseptic and there’s nothing left with it, including clothing.”

She watched the color drain from Aimee’s face and then asked, “So? Do we have a deal?”

“I need a job,” answered Maddox. “So does she.” He looked over at David for a moment, but returned his eyes to Carol. Regardless of who wore the fringes, she was the one calling the shots. “Do we have to move to the city, or can we stay in Iron Creek?”

“Live wherever you like,” Carol answered. “It will look even more legit once you two are married and settle down.”

“I told you we don’t love each other. It’s just honest sex,” said Aimee.

“Sure it is,” said Carol with a slight laugh. “Sure it is.”

“We have a deal,” said Maddox.

“Yes,” added Aimee. “I will start looking into Colorado law in the morning and let you know the best way to proceed.”

“Salary starts as of today,” replied Carol. “Once things are up and running we cut you loose and switch you over to getting all your income from the companies.”

She stood up. “If that’s settled, you’d best be on your way. David and I have a few things to discuss that two honest business people shouldn’t know anything about.” She motioned toward the door and said, “If you don’t know, you don’t have to lie in court.”

David also stood up and opened the door to the stairway. He stood holding it for them like a doorman while they left. When they reached the bottom of the stairs, Aimee turned to look at Maddox. She held his wrists with her hands and looked up into his face. “Do you love me?” she asked.

Maddox stared down into her eyes. “I can’t lie to you any longer,” he answered. “Yes, I love you very dearly and have since I first met you.”

Then he pulled his wrists loose from her hands and took her hands in his own. “Do you love me as much as I love you?” he asked.

Aimee took several deep breaths and stared silently back into his eyes. “I can’t lie to myself any longer,” she finally said as her tears began to overflow. “Yes, I love you as much as you love me.” She rested her face against his shoulder and said, “Maybe even more.”

As they walked down the alley side by side, Maddox reached his hand under her short dress and cupped her buttocks. Then he looked down at her and said, “Let’s go inside and see if our booth is empty. We have some planning to do... business
and
personal. And eventually, we have to plan a wedding.”

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