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found a less crowded place."
Ryan remained mute.
"How about my place. You can follow me."
"Sounds better," he said.
Ryan left a twenty on the table, along with the receipt. The two of them left the cafe. Kim put her helmet on and mounted her Honda Shadow. She released the kickstand and started it up.
Ryan followed her back to her apartment. He told her to go in first, as he didn't want to be seen entering an apartment with a woman.
Kim went in first and waited. They talked for quite some time. Then one thing led to another and they ended up in bed together. This wouldn't be the last time it would happen.
Kim became Ryan's outlet for his frustrations. He told her that his wife was strictly a 'vanilla' , missionary position woman in bed and he needed more. He justified it by saying men did it all the time in the Old Testament of the Bible.
Kim was able to rationalize it in her own mind as well. Those old men in the Bible were still looked up to. The people of that time must have been okay with it all. She didn't mind getting pounded by Ryan Savage and doing things most women wouldn't. She had found him sexy since day one. There was something about the guy that got her juices flowing.
He never spent the night, as he always had to go home to his wife. As much as she would have enjoyed cuddling with the man, Ryan Savage was not the cuddling type. In fact he didn't want to look at her much when they had sex together. You couldn't call it making love by any stretch. It was raw, animalistic sex. Come to think of it, he had only kissed her once and that was when he had seduced her the first time. She didn't mind too much though, she was getting laid and he seemed to like it that way. But still...
She thought the man was a bit of a prophet himself and she admired him for trying to hold back the tide of change that was sweeping the nation over same-sex marriage.
The next time the two of them got together, they discussed how disappointed and turned off she was about Wayward Angels.
"Their name fits them," Ryan said. "Disgusting group of women. Ugh!" He shivered. "I do hope you're not doing things with them anymore."
"No. I haven't since that bitch Cece Myers, reamed me for trying to sabotage the club."
"Were you?" Ryan asked.
"Maybe just a little," Kim said, holding her thumb and forefinger apart with about a millimeter of space between them.
Ryan leaned back and laughed, "You crazy bitch. I mean that in a good way. We need to stop those dykes in their tracks."
The two of them enjoyed a collective laugh over Jack Daniel's on the rocks. Kim's apartment had become the official meeting place for the two of them. Ryan had told her it was because there was less of a chance of him getting caught there by the press or someone else he knew. His book was now a best seller in certain circles. They plotted and strategized about how to best go about stamping out 'gayness' in society as a whole.
They ended up fucking as usual, although a little bit earlier than they normally did. Ryan said he had some important business to attend to.
***
Cece and Shannon were fast becoming a couple, it seemed. They were behaving like a couple of teenagers who had just discovered sex for the first time. Cece hadn't felt this smitten with a woman since her first lover and classmate, showed her the ropes back in high school. She couldn't believe what a crush she had on Shannon Storm. Wow! She had become her drug of choice. They were constantly calling or texting each other over breaks and lunch during work-that is, when they weren't at one or the other's house in the evening.
The two of them decided to go riding the following Sunday, one week before the next club meeting at The Lavender Light. They intended to take in some mountain twisties that day, along with a little sightseeing then grab dinner before they had to go home and get some rest before the next work day. Colorado was filled with those wonderful scenic highways, full of bends and
Ryan remained mute.
"How about my place. You can follow me."
"Sounds better," he said.
Ryan left a twenty on the table, along with the receipt. The two of them left the cafe. Kim put her helmet on and mounted her Honda Shadow. She released the kickstand and started it up.
Ryan followed her back to her apartment. He told her to go in first, as he didn't want to be seen entering an apartment with a woman.
Kim went in first and waited. They talked for quite some time. Then one thing led to another and they ended up in bed together. This wouldn't be the last time it would happen.
Kim became Ryan's outlet for his frustrations. He told her that his wife was strictly a 'vanilla' , missionary position woman in bed and he needed more. He justified it by saying men did it all the time in the Old Testament of the Bible.
Kim was able to rationalize it in her own mind as well. Those old men in the Bible were still looked up to. The people of that time must have been okay with it all. She didn't mind getting pounded by Ryan Savage and doing things most women wouldn't. She had found him sexy since day one. There was something about the guy that got her juices flowing.
He never spent the night, as he always had to go home to his wife. As much as she would have enjoyed cuddling with the man, Ryan Savage was not the cuddling type. In fact he didn't want to look at her much when they had sex together. You couldn't call it making love by any stretch. It was raw, animalistic sex. Come to think of it, he had only kissed her once and that was when he had seduced her the first time. She didn't mind too much though, she was getting laid and he seemed to like it that way. But still...
She thought the man was a bit of a prophet himself and she admired him for trying to hold back the tide of change that was sweeping the nation over same-sex marriage.
The next time the two of them got together, they discussed how disappointed and turned off she was about Wayward Angels.
"Their name fits them," Ryan said. "Disgusting group of women. Ugh!" He shivered. "I do hope you're not doing things with them anymore."
"No. I haven't since that bitch Cece Myers, reamed me for trying to sabotage the club."
"Were you?" Ryan asked.
"Maybe just a little," Kim said, holding her thumb and forefinger apart with about a millimeter of space between them.
Ryan leaned back and laughed, "You crazy bitch. I mean that in a good way. We need to stop those dykes in their tracks."
The two of them enjoyed a collective laugh over Jack Daniel's on the rocks. Kim's apartment had become the official meeting place for the two of them. Ryan had told her it was because there was less of a chance of him getting caught there by the press or someone else he knew. His book was now a best seller in certain circles. They plotted and strategized about how to best go about stamping out 'gayness' in society as a whole.
They ended up fucking as usual, although a little bit earlier than they normally did. Ryan said he had some important business to attend to.
***
Cece and Shannon were fast becoming a couple, it seemed. They were behaving like a couple of teenagers who had just discovered sex for the first time. Cece hadn't felt this smitten with a woman since her first lover and classmate, showed her the ropes back in high school. She couldn't believe what a crush she had on Shannon Storm. Wow! She had become her drug of choice. They were constantly calling or texting each other over breaks and lunch during work-that is, when they weren't at one or the other's house in the evening.
The two of them decided to go riding the following Sunday, one week before the next club meeting at The Lavender Light. They intended to take in some mountain twisties that day, along with a little sightseeing then grab dinner before they had to go home and get some rest before the next work day. Colorado was filled with those wonderful scenic highways, full of bends and
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