Caught up

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ON THURSDAY, I TRIED not to stare at the phone and wait for it to ring, vibrate or make a move at any point. Instead, everyone besides Razor called me including my sister who wanted to check on Will. Then Shay and Lori called trying to make plans for this weekend. They damn near lost their minds when I told them that I might have plans with Razor, but I didn’t want to jinx it. Shay simply hung up on me and called back with Lori on the phone for a three-way.

“Now, spill everything. Did you guys fuck yet?” Shay asked.

“No, no. After you set me up and threw me under the bus when I was at his store, Will stayed with him and his son for the remainder of the day. So, when they returned, we talked and he thought it would be cool if they hung out while they were both in town. So, that’s what’s happening.”

“Wait, Razor thought it would be cool?” Lori said with disbelief evident in her voice. “Razor doesn’t think, he just does.”

“True, true,” Shay chimed in.

“Fine,” I snapped. “He told me that’s what we were doing.”

“Oh, honey. I love it. Won’t be long now,” Shay sang.

“Don’t get all excited. He hasn’t even called yet so it might have all been some sort of game.”

“It’s only a little after one. Give it some time,” Lori said trying to sound encouraging.

“I want to know every single detail. Every one,” Shay stated.

“Nope, don’t tell her nothing, Kylie. Don’t say one word until she reveals why and with whom she’s sneaking around with.” This was from Lori.

“What?!?” Shay exclaimed.

“Yeeesss, Lori. Good idea,” I agreed. “Nothing until you spill the beans.”

“You can’t do that!” Shay raised her voice.

“Watch me.” I laughed. “And Lori, don’t tell her nothing.”

“Oh my God,” Shay started to say until an incoming call buzzed on my cell phone.

It was unknown.

“Hold on, guys. Somebody is calling me.”

Switching over, I said, “Hello.”

There was no answer, just breathing.

“Hello,” I said again, hoping it was Razor being silly.

Then I remembered that Razor didn’t do silly.

“Okay, I’m hanging up now.”

More breathing could be heard through the phone. This was starting to become weird. It was the third call like that and the first two were on the house phone. I’d have to ask my mom if she had received any calls like this as well.

After I hung up with the girls, I made Will and I a sandwich and we waited until my mom came back from her doctor’s appointment. Will went off to play a game when she returned.

“How did the doctor’s appointment go?” I asked as I slid half of a sandwich in front of her.

She frowned and shook her head.

“The lump has not grown or shrunk, so about the same.”

“Mom, I think you are going to need additional help.” 

She turned her tired, yet sharp eyes on me. “No.”

“Mom, listen. Once I get a job, everything will have to change. You’re going to need help.”

“I’ll be fine. This thing won’t beat me.” Her stubbornness had kicked in.

“Mom,” I started.

“Don’t mom me. I’ll be fine. There’s no need to worry. Now about you. What’s up with you?” She picked at the bread on the sandwich. “Was that a man’s voice I heard last night?”

“Oh, yeah. Will has a new friend and his dad dropped him off last night.”

“Anyone I know?” Her eyes brightened.

“No, I doubt it.” I did not want to give her his name because she probably did know him and there really wasn’t anything to tell.

“Hmm, okay.” She narrowed her eyes on me. “I want more grandbabies.”

“Yeah, Mom. I’ll get right on that,” I said as I shook my head.

“Make sure that you do.” She put a piece of the bread in her mouth and stood up slowly. “Walk me upstairs.”

Once I tucked her in, I let her know I would be out this evening and that her nurse would be here. She nodded her head and was asleep almost instantly.

Around four o’clock, Will and I were at the Lancaster Mall when Razor finally called.

“Hello,” I answered.

“Where are you?” he asked.

“At the mall.”

“Didn’t we have plans to go to the movies?” he asked and if I wasn’t mistaken, there was a bit of sarcasm in his voice.

“You said something about that, but I never received confirmation nor a time to be ready.”

“Right, so you just up and decide to go forty-five minutes out of town the same day you have a date?”

“No. My date isn’t until next weekend. I don’t have a date today.” I pulled the phone away from my ear to muffle my laugh.

“Get your ass back in town, the movie starts at seven-thirty.” He hung up the phone.

Son of a bitch.

“Was that Mr. Willis?” Will asked me with wide eyes.

“Uh, yeah.”

“What time are we going to see the movies?” He was nearly jumping up and down.

“Seven-thirty,” I groaned out.

That motherfucker was lucky this wasn’t for me, but for Will. There would be no way that I’d go anywhere with him with all that demanding and hanging up.

“Can we go now?” His blond hair was in his face. “Please, Auntie?”

“Yeah, let me just pay for this.” I threw some more panties in the shopping bag from Victoria’s Secret and headed to the register.

Don’t ask me why I was buying cute little underwear. I knew why, but I refused to admit it to myself. I would not admit that the purchase of underwear, the home wax kit nor the highlights for my hair were for a certain biker. I had booked a couple of gigs with Wiley, so for my own sanity, I tried to convince myself that is why I bought them.

When I arrived back in town, I quickly waxed, shaved and put on the matching lacy pink bra and panty set. The highlights would have to wait for another evening, as I’d probably get Lori to put them in for me.

Around seven o’clock, the doorbell rang. Will ran to the door and was greeted by Mace. Both boys were grinning from ear to ear about the Star Wars movie they were going to see. Once I stepped outside, I saw Razor leaning against his truck.

“Is there enough room to carry everyone?” I asked. “I can drive.”

“No, the boys are in the back and we’re in the front.”

“Yay!” both boys exclaimed.

I looked at the back of the truck bed. There was all types of things in there and room enough for people to sit, but not eleven-year-old boys.

“Aren’t they too young to do that?” I asked.

“They will be fine.” His tone was absolute.

He opened the door for me so I could climb in. The boys hopped in the back, and we headed toward our destination. On the way there, Razor didn’t say much, but kept his hand on my thigh, which he occasionally squeezed.

“So, where are you from?” I asked.

“Columbia,” he replied. “Born and raised.”

“Any siblings?” I continued to pepper him with questions.

“Yeah, two brothers. One older and one younger.”

“Your parents?” I left that question open, because I didn’t know if they were living or not.

“Mom still lives in Columbia and my father died a long time ago.”

“Sorry to hear that.”

“Don’t be.”

Okay.

“You close with your family?” I continued to ask questions.

“Yeah, close enough.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“My pops died while doing a job for his club. They were involved in some crazy shit so my mom hated all MC’s. Therefore, when I joined, the family disowned me.”

I wanted to know more, but he cut me off and said, “That’s all.”

Well, this was not informative at all. When we made it to the theater, Razor bought everybody popcorn, candy, and Slushies. I tried to pay for Will’s and my food, but he was not having it, and I did not want to have a showdown in front of the kids or in public.

Razor had the boys sitting several rows in front of us, while he had us sitting in the very back, directly under the projector.

“Why are we sitting back here?” I asked as he sat down.

He pulled me on his lap and wrapped his arm around my waist. “Because I’m about to see how naughty you really are.”

“What?” My torso twisted so I could see his face.

“You heard me, darling.”

Razor started moving me by my hips up and down on his crotch. He was thickening and my beast was about to come alive. Once the movie started, he unzipped my jeans, put two fingers in my panties and began to rub my clit.

“No yelling, screaming, or loud moaning,” he whispered in my ear.

“R-razor,” I stuttered as I fell under the spell of his magical hands.

“Shhh, the movie is on,” he whispered as he strummed my clit to the splendid tune of his own beat.

My body writhed and attempted to twirl from the pressure of it all, but in the end, I came with his fingers in my mouth to muffle my sounds.

Mother of Pearl.

“This time, I get a taste.”

Before I could object, his fingers moved further down and met my wetness at the opening of my drenched pussy. Once he pulled them out, he put both fingers in his mouth and moaned.

“Fuck!” he hissed. “I knew you would be sweet.”

“What about you?” I asked.

“What about me?” he asked me back.

I slid off of his lap, pushed the seat separator back and moved to unbutton his pants. He grabbed my hands and asked, “That’s not what this is.”

“Fine, but you shouldn’t be the only one allowed to have fun.” I smiled.

He let my hands go and said, “Just so we’re clear. You don’t have to.”

“I know.” I unzipped his pants and pulled down his briefs to reveal a very large, heavy, and hardened cock.

It was too dark to see it, but the silky feel of his privates had my nipples to pointed peaks. 

Before I realized what I was doing, I had turned around in the chair and lowered my mouth right on his member.

“Darling,” he hissed.

I lifted my head and said, “No yelling, screaming, or loud moaning.” I stroked his smooth cock with my hand, and then finished. “I’ll show you naughty.”

My mouth went down further and his entire body went stiff, as I opened my mouth to accommodate his length.

“Goddamn.” Razor wrapped my hair around his hands.

Oh God, yes! He pumped into my mouth a few times and then he held my head by my long blond locks as he pushed in deeper.

He was long and thick, so I gagged a little, but what I did not do was stop. Yes, we were in a movie theater and yes, the kids were ten rows away from us, but the thrill of it all had me wanting more. My hand cupped his balls while the other remained tightly clutched around his cock and he continued to take over and invade my mouth.

His sac tightened after a while and then he said close to my ear, “I'm about to cum.”

I rolled his balls again and opened my throat wider.

His grip tightened and then he hissed, “Fuck.”

Razor pushed in my mouth a few more times before I heard him groan as he pulled my hair harder. The pressure against my scalp made it so hot. Gravity was working against me, but I tried to swallow his hot release fast, but I missed some. He let me go and sagged back against the comfortable reclining chair while I licked him clean, balls and all.

I didn't want there to be a mess and he tasted better than I thought he would. It could have just been Razor that made everything seem better, but fuck if I didn't just enjoy that.

After tucking him back in and zipping him up. Razor eventually removed his head from against the wall and whispered, “Naughty fucking girl.”

By that time, I had turned around and was watching the movie like I gave a fuck that they were out in space and swinging lasers at each other. Razor must have not liked that because he surely snagged me out of my seat and sat me on his lap.

He didn't say anything, just wrapped his arm around me as I leaned on him. He caressed my stomach and occasionally would grab my breasts. Besides that, he kept me on him until the movie was over.

As we were leaving, Will and Mace were chatting incessantly about the movie that Razor and I had no clue about. I damn sure hadn't paid attention to the ending, so I guess he didn’t either. A tall woman with bleached blond hair and dark roots, heavy cheap makeup and wearing a tight skirt walked up to Razor and hugged him.

Uh.

That was disrespectful.

Quite disrespectful, since Razor had my hand in his and even when I tried to let go, he refused. Yet, she still went in for the hug.

“Razor,” she purred. “Fancy seeing you here.”

“Bonnie, my boy is with me,” Razor said through clenched teeth.

“Oh hey, Mace.” She acted like she just noticed there were other people with him.

Her eyes hit mine and then she peeked at our hands. The vixen had the nerve to smile with the bright red lipstick showing the cracks in her lips and said, “Oh, this must be Katie or was it Kathleen’s name, you murmured in bed last weekend?”

It took me a minute to figure out what that bitch just said, but when I did, my entire body stiffened. Razor growled, causing his entire body to vibrate and me to want to step away.

“Boys, meet us at the truck,” he was still talking through clenched teeth.

Mace picked up the tone and quickly patted Will on the back in a way that communicated, ‘let’s move it’.

I, too, tried to free my hand from Razor’s grasp, but he did not allow that.

“Fuck is wrong with you spewing your shit right here like that?” he growled and took a step toward her, pulling me with him.

His torso was leaning down into her face. “You think you just won something?”

“Oh, come on, Razor. It wasn’t a big deal. Are we still on for this weekend? You don’t mind, now. Do ya?” She turned her gaze toward me with a half-smile. 

Razor glared at her and then got in her face. “I hope you enjoyed last weekend. That’s the last time you’ll ever touch me. Bonnie, you’re too old for that shit, but I guess it has nothing to do with age. Hope you earned what you set out for.”

“Razor, wait.” She took a step toward him. “I didn’t mean nothing by it. You always come back home, so say all that shit in front of your little girl, but know sweetie...he always comes home to Bonnie.”

“You’re not home. You’re a cunt and a replaceable cunt at that. Don’t show your face around anymore and I mean that shit. Not at any of the Guardians’ locations. You’re not welcomed.”

“What?” she snapped back, displaying no more humor. “I’ve been with the Guardians for over twenty years. You can’t do that. I’ve been with them before you even stepped foot in here. You can’t ban me. For some young bitch who you’re fucking? Don’t be silly. Even Shark wouldn’t do that.”

What in the hell was she talking about and who was Shark? I tried to get my hand loose again, when Razor turned around quickly and yelled, “You’re not going anywhere.”

This time, it was my turn to jerk my head back, “Razor, I’m not sure who the fuck you are talking to, but you don’t need me here to deal with your club whore. Okay?”

I jerked my hand from his, only for him to capture me by the waist and pull me into him.

“Fuck is going on with you women?” he said more to himself. “Bonnie, it’s done. Don’t show your face or you’ll suffer the consequences.”

He grabbed me and pulled me towards the exit with Bonnie screaming behind us. The boys were leaning on the truck looking like a pair of future badasses.

Great.

That was all we women needed, miniature heart breakers. Like the one pulling me towards his truck. I had been down this road before. Shit, I’d walked in on that shit.

I was good.

On the ride home, it was silent. Razor kept his hand on my thigh like he did when we drove up, but I didn’t touch it. I didn’t say shit. There was nothing to say. The radio played soft rock in the background, and I watched the stars do their twinkling in the sky.

When we finally arrived at the house, Razor left the vehicle to open my door, but I was already out and instructing Will to say good night to Mace. Scorching eyes were on me because I could feel the heat from them burning the side of my face. My heart was beating faster than normal and my panties, yes, they were dry. The new panties that I just bought and all of a sudden felt awfully stupid for spending my money on them. I wonder if it would be in good taste to return the ones that I would never wear again.

Well, I could wear them again, just not with biker boy. Better yet, not for a man-whore who fucked women whores.

The things she said kept playing over in my mind. She was with him last weekend. He called out another woman’s name. Same time next week.

What the fuck?

My anger surged and I knew I was a few shades pinker and about to slide into the red zone. He needed to leave and I needed to be alone.

Quick.

Mace and Will said their goodbyes and then said they would see each other tomorrow for the carnival.

Goddammit to hell. The motherfucking carnival.

“Okay, thanks for the ride. Good night you guys.” I was holding on to Will’s shoulders to keep him as a buffer or just a physical barrier.

“Night, Will. Gotta speak to your aunt,” Razor said as he slowly followed me to the door.

“Okay, bye Mr. Willis. Thanks for letting us tag along.” Will nodded his head and tried to turn, but I held on.

“Look, it’s late and I have some early morning appointments tomorrow, so we’ll talk later,” I said as I gripped Will’s shoulders even harder which made him start to squirm.

“Won’t take long,” he said as he reached for my arm.

I didn’t react fast enough, so he had my wrist and I was forced to let Will go.

“Night, Will,” he repeated. “Get in the front of the truck, Mace. I’ll be there in a minute.”

“Okay Dad.”

Both boys disappeared, so it was just Razor and me on the front lawn.

“We good?” he asked.

“Yup,” I answered rather quickly.

He pulled me closer since he still had my wrist. I went to him so this could be over and I could move on.

“That bitch just spewed some fucked up shit. Say what you got to say.”

“I’m good, Razor. You’re the president of a motorcycle club. I don’t expect different. I may be younger than you, but I’m far from naïve.” He continued to stare. “What?”

“You want me to believe this shit is cool with you. I’m forty-four, sweetheart, and this ain’t my first rodeo. I know that shit ain’t cool, because it wouldn’t be cool with me.”

Oh, he wanted me to be jealous and say how hurt I was. Well, fuck him and the horse he rode in on.

“I have no claim on you or your cock, Razor. Who you fuck is not my business.” I jerked my wrist from his hand. “Same goes for me. We fooled around a bit. That was all.”

I shrugged my shoulders at him. His eyes were blazing into the deep depths of my soul.

“The fuck you mean by that,” he growled.

“What I said, Razor.” I raised an eyebrow. “You want to fuck Bonnie, by all means, do so. What time is your appointment this weekend, so you’ll be free for that? No need to be around a cranky man.”

“Kylie,” he hissed. “Stop.”

My hands found my hips, and I kept going, “Is it after the game on Saturday? I can watch Mace like you’ve watched Will. The boys will love that.”

Razor’s hand ran through his hair with a groan to match, displaying his frustration with my words. He probably didn’t expect me to be that open. But, I’d be sure to be accommodating.

“Are you at least clean?” I asked. “Because at the movie theater, I swallowed.”

I guess Razor had had enough of my mouth, because he growled, “This is why I didn’t want to fuck with your young ass. Play too many motherfucking games and I’m too old for this bullshit.”

My head went back, almost as if he’d slapped me in the face. I’m sure he saw the change in my facial expression, because there was a slight hint of regret, but it was too late. The damage had been done and the coffin was sealed.

“Razor,” I got in his face. “Let me assure you of this, old man. You’ll never touch my young ass again. I’m sure you know how to stay the fuck away from me, because I damn sure will be doing the same.”

I lowered myself back to the ground, ran up the steps and slammed the door. That slam was hard and loud. Will came running down the stairs, “You alright, Auntie?”

“Yes, I’m good,” I said. “Get some sleep.”

“Okay.” He headed back upstairs.

Why the fuck was I so stupid and being a stupid whore at that? Technically, not a whore, but swallowing a non-boyfriend’s cum. A bit too much, too soon.

Fucking bastard.

I got caught up.

Fuck.