Chapter 8

Ok, so first, I know the sexual interactions between these 2 is a bit dark, and for those of you that are struggling with that, my apologies. But you will see why that is so important later on, so bear with me.

Enjoy

Jan 1, 2011

9 pm. Happy was standing with Quinn at the Reno Charter. It had been a long, but productive day. Most people were recovering from a late night of ringing in the new year, and Happy and Quinn had taken advantage of that to finish off the head of the bankroll group, having discovered he was holed up just outside of Reno. They had ridden all day, waited for dark, and then Happy had gutted the man like a fish, dumping him in a hole and burning his body.

Quinn had just come out of the chapel, having been on the phone with almost every Charter President. Happy, for his part had had a beer, and a couple shots, and was standing at the bar. He was uncharacteristically brushing off the attention of the busty blonde who always warmed up to him when he was in town.

Happy appeared deep in thought when Quinn had walked up. Quinn turned and leaned against the bar, looking out over the clubhouse. Happy didn't say anything, but that was not unusual, but what was unusual was Happy's almost smile. He was thinking about something that made him dare Quinn say, Happy. And it wasn't the kill he just had. Quinn knew what that look was on his friend.

Finally, Quinn couldn't stand it. He slapped his friend on the back. "Let's go." He stated, taking the shot still on the bar and then heading for the door. Happy wondered where they were going, but he didn't ask. He just headed out to his bike and pulled out of the lot. Quinn wove his way through the streets of Reno, and finally he pulled into a dive bar parking lot. Happy thought he knew every shit hole in Reno, but he had never been to this bar.

Getting of his bike he walked over to Quinn as they headed in, "What are we doing here?" Happy asked. Scanning the lot, looking for whatever threats there might be here to explain why they we were there.

Quinn threw open the door and walked to the bar, ignoring Happy's question. He ordered 2 beers and 2 shots, and then turned after picking them up. He motioned to a table in the far corner. He and Happy walked over to the table and sat down.

Quinn set a beer and a shot in front of Happy. Quinn leaned on the table, looking at his friend. Something was different. Happy wasn't losing his edge, but there were small things, things only a friend of 15 years would notice. Quinn also knew his friend, and he knew if what he suspected was happening, his friend was in totally foreign waters. Quinn and his wife had survived 22 years, and she was fierce. And… she would kick Quinn's ass if he didn't help his friend through all of this.

"So. Obviously something is going on. You know I am not one to pry, but Katherine would kill me if I didn't offer to help. So. Start talking. AND, don't make me go all, "I am your President." Happy looked at him saying nothing. "Look I brought you here because NO ONE will overhear us. NOW START TALKING."

Happy sighed. He knew he wasn't getting out of this. "Ok fine what do you want to know?" Happy conceded.

"Well, for starters is this a friend, a fuck, or a forever?"

Happy leaned on the table. "Man I don't know. Definitely a fuck. But we agreed to keep it casual. But Fuck.." Hap said, looking over at the wall away from his friend?

Quinn needed clarification, "Just what the fuck is casual? And how did you get her to agree to it?"

"That's just it. Casual was her idea. Its basically if one of us wants to see the other, we call, and if we can we can."

Quinn chuckled. "And this was her idea?" Happy nodded. "Well ok then, tell me about her, what does she do?"

"Man Quinn, I am swinging way out of my league. She has a PhD., college professor. She rides a god damn road glide. Oh, and she has a picture of Bush awarding her the silver star on her mantle."

Quinn pulled the beer bottle down, "Really? What the hell did she do?"

"Saved a bunch of coworkers in the Pentagon on 9/11."

Quinn nearly spit his beer out. "Jesus Hap, you are out of your league."

"But here is the thing. She sure as hell isn't chasing my kutte, and that is nice. But when we are alone, she is smart, funny, pokes at me about the club, but in a respectful way. And…" Happy trailed off…..

"And what?" Quinn inquired.

"For all her strengths, and her independence. Once she is naked is SO fucking submissive." Quinn laughed. He wasn't going to tell Happy this, but so was Katherine. Most truly strong women were he had discovered.

"So what's the problem?" Quinn asked. "Keep it casual, enjoy the time you get with her when you get some." He watched Happy's face. "Unless that isn't what you want?"

"I don't know what the fuck I want. But what I know is she creeps in my mind. Like when I am riding or standing in a clubhouse. I think about what she might be doing."

"Well, I don't have any great advice. But I will tell you this, quality women come around rarely." Quinn didn't finish his sentence. He would let his friend figure out the rest.

"Quinn?" Happy asked. Quinn nodded. "About this. Let's keep it between us. I" Happy didn't get to finish his sentence.

"OK, one last time. I am not going to say anything about your girl, or casual, or piece of ass, or whatever you call her. So stop reminding me. But I expect at least a few crumbs about her kink every now and then."

Happy chuckled. Nodding at his friend. His friend hadn't given him any advice per se, but he had listened, and he had a few words he would think about.

"Fuck" Happy growled. Quinn looked up at him. "She was barely awake when I rolled this morning, and she was going to ride to Redding today. I haven't heard from her."

"Were you expecting to?" Quinn inquired. This outburst was interesting.

"Well, No. but, I kind of thought she would let me know she got home." Happy commented.

Quinn chuckled. 'definitely more than a fuck' he thought to himself, but he didn't say anything, but then he took pity on his friend. "Then why don't you reach out and see if she is home safe."

Dani's POV

Dani had woken up to his lips on her shoulder. She moaned and rolled over, only to realize he wasn't in the bed but on the bed and fully dressed.

"What's wrong?" she asked, looking over at the clock. It was 7:30 am.

"Nothing little girl. I just need to roll. Quinn called. I had a great time girlie. I left you something over on the dresser." Dani leaned up to see what it was, but he pushed her back down flat on the bed. "it will be there when you get up. Now sleep"

"Can't sleep in too much, am riding home today." Dani mumbled.

"Well ride safe." Happy commented. He leaned down kissing her softly on the lips. As he pulled back he traced her cheek with his hand.

"Happy?" she asked softly.

"Yes little girl?" He asked back.

"Happy New Year," and she snuggled onto her side.

He chuckled. "You too." And with that, he grabbed his bag and left the room.

By 8:30 Dani was all packed and on the road. It was a good 10 hours home. The nice thing about riding solo. You could make great time, and really open it up on the vast open road.

Riding solo also gave Dani the opportunity to think about her evening, or should she say morning. They had fallen asleep with her splayed on his chest and between his legs. When she woke up about 2 he was snoring softly. She had woken him up, her hand stroking his cock. She had sucked him until he came in her mouth, and then he had rolled them over, pinning her under him. He had teased he nipples and her pussy till she came all over his hand, and then he had slowly pushed into her, cumming in her as she exploded again.

Happy had been the one to wake her up around 4:30. He was sucking on her clit when she bolted awake, but he held her in place. Eventually he had rolled her over and pulled her up on her knees and taken her from behind. Finally he had pulled her to him, his chest to her back and they had fallen asleep.

They had talked every time they curled up together. Happy had commented about how hot the garters were. How he loved them with sexy panties. Dani had told him that would never happen. Gripping her chin he asked why not? Her reply, "Because I don't own any panties."

When Dani had gotten out of bed, she had gone over to the dresser to see what he had left her. On the dresser were the blindfold, the plug, and a crisp $100 bill laying on top of a note. She picked up the note and laughed. It simply read, "Buy some new garters and stockings. AND SOME PANTIES"

When she had gotten home she had unloaded her bike. She had been gone 11 days so she dropped her bag in the laundry room and after changing clothes she started laundry. She got around the house and took Happy's gifts up to her bedroom. She added them both to the drawer on the nightstand. She smiled as she laid them in there, shaking her head at the idea he had bought them at all.

Dani had thought quite a bit about Happy on her ride home. She was thinking this arrangement was perfect. For once she didn't have someone demanding or expecting anything from her. He was nothing but pure pleasure, and although it would be nice if he talked a bit more, he was articulate, just, cautious when he spoke most times.

Dani walked into her home office, looking at the "to do" files she had. Happy had looked at her with a wondering eye when she had commented about everyone wanting something from her, but she hadn't elaborated. If he saw this to do pile, he would know. He would probably also tell her to tell some of them to Fuck Off.

She sat down and picked up the VFW file. She had somehow become the trustee of the Auxiliary and now had to quarterly review all financial transactions. Additionally, The VFW was starting a remodel, and she was on the joint committee, and of course because of her education she was basically THE contact with the contractor.

She had a folder for AA. She was the treasurer for the local central office. She also was sponsoring 2 young women. Although this was very time consuming. This was the one thing that NEVER bothered her. After all, and older woman had been there for her, and AA worked by passing it forward.

Of course there was work. She was on the faculty senate, She was the ONLY somewhat conservative member of the Senate. She spent almost every meeting saying to her colleagues, "Ok, that may be a great idea, but HOW to you propose the University pays for that? Because we can't ask for a change without having a plan for how they pay for it." After faculty senate meetings was probably when she wanted to drink the most, she chuckled to herself.

As she opened the thickest of the folders, she tried hard not to sigh. She knew this was important work, but every time she worked on it she just felt the exasperation. She was very involved in the local community recreation sports organization. Soccer, baseball, softball, and several other sports. For once, it was an organization she wasn't asked to handle the money in. She coordinated volunteers, and scheduled games and referees.

Having never been a parent, she really didn't get it. Some of these parents thought the kids were playing for the World Cup every week. She had broken up arguments, and even one fist fight. And there was one Dad who was notorious for getting in people's face. He had met his match when he ran face to face with Dani, but bottom line he was a dick, and he still looked for opportunities to try to get his way.

There were other things too, but mostly they were 1 offs. Single events, like the toy run, or the Memorial Day Run to those who gave all, etc. Dani wondered if she should cut back and just enjoy her life some more, but then she thought about it. She had the time, and the assets to give to others, and truth? She liked being busy and being involved.

Just as she was settling down to make a to do list for the next couple days, her phone beeped. She picked it up, seeing it was from Happy. She smiled when she read the message. And shot him a quick text back. 'goofball' she thought to herself.

Happy had vacillated back and forth between checking on her or not, but finally he sent her a text.

"You safely tucked in at home little girl?" he typed, and then changed it, "home?" but then decided that hinted he was wanting to stop by. So he changed it again to "Did you buy panties on your way home?" That one made him chuckle. So he sent it.

A few minutes later he got a response. It made him smile. "No, I bet it all on the Craps table. Lost it all. Guess I will be bare pussied next time you see me. LOL"

He made a mental note. 'Need to punish her for that smart mouth next time." Then he rubbed his temple, dammit. Next time.