By Jax_Teller

I met Diane one day while standing outside a court house having a cigarette. Diane walked out of the court house a cigarette in hand obviously looking for her lighter. As I could see she wasn’t finding it, I decided to offer to light her cigarette for her. She said thanks and stepped in close to me as I lit my lighter.

Diane’s lips were coated in very red, almost fluorescent red lip stick. She took a drag on the cigarette lighting it. We started chatting about how we ended up at the court house. I found out she was out on bail for larceny charges after stealing a bottle of Jack Daniels from a convenient store. As she talked I could tell she liked to party.

I explained to her that I was waiting on my case for receiving stolen property. As a mechanic I had bought some custom parts off a guy on craigslist. When I met the guy to buy the parts, I was arrested on my way out of the Walmart parking lot where I’d met him. It was a bullshit charge that was being used to pressure me to turn on my MC.

Diane said so you ride? I answered since I could stand. Diane asked which club, and I showed her my folded over cut. Club colors are not allowed in the court, so I had folded them so they weren’t seen. Diane told me a few folks she knew who were associated with the club, and I confirmed knowing them.
None of them were members, but one was a members’ brother another had been to couple club parties.

I asked Diane for her number and she put it in my phone. I told her I had to get back inside and hopefully I’d be free later. She laughed nervously and said her too. As I walked into the court room, my lawyer met me and told me my case had been postponed, by the District Attorney. I decided to check out Diane’s case in an adjacent court room.

I waited through two cases and then heard Diane’s name called. She stepped next to her attorney and the case played out. In the end Diane was sentenced to two yrs probation, and restitution along with court costs. Diane finished her paper work with the Attorney and turned to walk out and saw me. She hurriedly walked up to me and gave me a hug.

We walked out the court house and I walked in the direction of my motorcycle. I asked Diane how she was getting home and she said her room mate was getting off work in an hour and would pick her up. I told her I could give her a ride if she wanted. Like most women it didn’t take much more than the offer to get her on the bike. They don’t call Harleys the worlds loudest vibrator for nothing.

Diane told me where she lived and I headed that way. She wasn’t nervous or holding on extra tight so it was obvious to me that she had rode before. I turned off the engine and coasted up to her apartment building stopping in front of the door. The place was not a project, but wasn’t a place people aspired to live in either.

Diane stepped off and started digging through her purse. She pulled a paper and pen and wrote her number down and handed it to me. She told me she had to get ready for work later but for me to call her some time. With that I watched as she walked to the door of the building. She had a great looking ass and wasn’t too thin, curves in all the right places.

Later that night I was riding out to meet Craig the VP ( vice president ) of the Wolf Pack a neighboring Motor cycle club. We had business to discuss about the product they wanted to purchase from us. It was out of the territory we controlled but things were calm these days or so I thought. It was a muggy hot night with a haze that created images in the moon light shadows. As I turned the corner close to the meet I got a strange feeling.

A light inside a van parked near where I was supposed to meet Craig caught my attention. Unfortunately for me I noticed too late, as I saw the flash of gun fire. I fell off my bike and it flipped over and over. That was the last thing I remember before waking up.

I woke up noting I wasn’t on the street anymore, the lights were bright and I was in a bed. That is when the pain hit me, and the constriction of bandages. My last memory was a burning in my chest and my bike flipping over and over. I must have been in an accident I thought. I felt a sinking feeling in my chest and shoulder, dull pain followed by remembering the gun flash. I had been shot, and then wrecked.

The next thing I noticed was Diane standing at the rail to my bed in scrubs. I thought for a second I was dreaming, and then realized from her clothes, she was a nurse taking my vitals. Our eyes met and she said good afternoon sleepy head with an all too chipper voice. I asked her what happened, and she told me to hold on for a sec,and she hit the call button on the bed and asked for Doctor Babcock.

She told me the Doc would explain my injuries and surgery, but that I was out of the woods. Diane told me I had been shot and in a wreck, that if someone had not called EMS immediately I would have died. A woman in surgical scrubs came in and introduced herself as Doc Babcock. She was attractive enough slightly older than I prefer but still desirable, what people refer to as a MILF.

Doc Babcock told me that she’d removed a bullet from my shoulder, repaired a deep gash on my inner thigh. She told me that I had road severe road rash on my extremities and if it weren’t for my helmet and quick response by EMS I would surely died at the scene. Then she told me there were police waiting to talk to me if I felt up to it.

I told her does anyone really ever “feel” like talking with the police? She laughed as did Diane and I. It was then I realized just how much I hurt as I laughed. I said sure send them in, Diane went to the door signaling them to come in. Doc told them 5 minutes and that I was on pain medications so preliminary questions only until I was out of the I.C.U.

Diane came and went from the room as the cops questioned me. I had nothing other than I was riding and then I was in the hospital. When they left Diane told me she had to change the dressing on my leg. Until that moment I really didn’t understand just how damaged my leg was. She pulled the cover back from the tent they had covering my leg, and I could see a foot long bandage.

Diane carefully pulled the blood soaked bandage off and replaced it. She asked me if I’d like a sponge bath now or if I wanted to rest for awhile. I told her later and as she left she turned and said later then lover. I went to sleep with an image of her smiling face. I had a great dream, no doubt assisted by the pain meds.

The sounds of the monitors and hospital woke me up along with the noticeable pain. A nurse looked over at me as he was taking my vitals and asked how I was feeling. I answered that I was in a lot of pain. He said he’d check and see when I was due for more meds. I noted it was dark and I was in a normal single room now. I found the Tv remote and turned the Tv on.

I expected the nurse to come right back in but it seemed like for ever before a male orderly came in with a cleaning cart. Something about him was off, he just didn’t look like he knew what he was doing. When he picked up my chart and flipped through it, I became aware of his boots. He was wearing black leather riding boots, an unusual choice for working in a hospital.

He turned and I could see his intent in his eyes, he was here to kill me. It took all my strength but, I pulled myself over the edge of the bed onto the floor just as he took out his gun and shot the bed. He turned and ran out of the room leaving the cart behind. Seconds later a nurse came in followed shortly by hospital security and the cops.

An EMT crew came in transferring me to a gurney. I was transported to another room and put in bed there. This room didn’t have a window and the noise of the hospital in the hall was virtually non existent. Diane came in with med tech and got me settled. I over heard them talking about the security of this room. I asked about it and they told me this room was dual purpose VIP and Jail ward. I didn’t bother to ask which I was.

Diane came in after the cops questioned me once again. I had told them what I had witnessed not able to give them anything tangible to go on. Diane wasn’t in her work clothes and said she’d heard the alarm as she was getting changed to go home. She joked that she had planned on coming by to check on me before going home but not like this.

Diane asked if I would like that sponge bath now that the excitement was over. I said sure but aren’t you off now? Diane said yeah but she owed me one. The look on her face and actions told me there was more to this sponge bath than I was expecting. Diane carefully pulled the gown off of me, leaving me naked short of all the bandages.

I wasn’t really able to do much as she went about washing me where there wasn’t bandages. As she got to my groin she pulled my uninjured leg so there was room to wash between my legs. It was then I noticed that I was catheterized and that I was getting slightly aroused and that it hurt. My attention was quickly diverted to the amount of blood that Diane was removing.

Diane tod me that I was a mess and that I was lucky to have survived loosing as much blood as I had. She was very good at keeping me engaged as she worked, but truth be told I was more distracted by the view down the front of her blouse. I was surprised that as she handled my cock and balls I didn’t get aroused anymore.

My distraction came with a price as “Bricks” Johnson the Crystal Phoenix club president walked in. Bricks said he should have known I’d be taken care of referring to Diane currently washing my dick. Diane told him she was just finishing up. Bricks said no worries just checking on my man here. Diane covered me back up and took the basin away. After Diane left the room bricks asked me if I had had the chance to finish, giving me a quizzical look. We laughed and I said no, thanks to you, and now you owe me one. We both laughed, until I realized it really hurt to laugh too much.

Alone, Bricks asked if I knew who did this to me. I told him that I didn’t know who was behind it but that I was going to meet with Craig. I told him I saw a flash from the rear of an old van along side the road near where we were supposed to meet. Bricks told me it was Craig who had called EMS and covered me until they got there.Craig had also called Bricks to let the club know as well.

I had not suspected the ambush as it had been quiet for some time. Bricks told me Craig suspected some one from Sidhe, the wind riders, had intercepted the meeting details. They would not want The Wolf Pack getting their hands on more guns. I asked intercepted how though, and Bricks said he wanted to know as well, that Craig was working that from his end.

Bricks told me that if I needed anything there would always be a member at the door until I was released. Diane came in and Bricks said be well brother and left the room. I heard him in the hall for a minute talking to someone and then Hawk stuck his head in and said hey man good to see you. I said so you drew first watch then, to which he said Eyup and waved as he went back out.

Diane told me that there was also a cop outside too. I was feeling the effects of the drugs and nodded off, somewhere in there. When I woke Jake was sitting in a chair by the door, and I could see it was dark out. Jake asked if there was anything I needed or wanted, and I said no. I asked him how long I had been out. He said he’d been there 3 hours.

I asked Jake about my bike and he said it was totaled, beyond recovery. I kind of figured that when remembered in a flash back, seeing it flip. The next few days were in and out of consciousness. The morning of the forth day I woke up and felt better. Diane was fixing my IV and Max was sitting at the door. Diane and Max said good morning in unison.

Chief Daniels of Nerving city police came in and told me that a round had been found in the area where I’d been shot. He told me it would likely never be useful, but it was military. Chief got a phone call and then turned back to me when he was done on the phone. He told me the slug removed from the bed was a nine millimeter, giving me a knowing look. He knew we sold nine millimeters a lot. No shell was left behind though. I asked Diane how much longer I’d be in the hospital and she said it was really up to me. I told Max to get me a ride out of here, and Diane said ok, not just yet, but in a couple days.

Everyone was laughing as Doctor Babcock came in. Doc checked me over pulled bandages off and telling Diane to change the bandages. Doc said that I could go home in a couple days as long as I continue to heal. I was happy to hear that as was Diane and Max. Max used his cell phone to call Bricks and let him know.

Three days later Bricks and Diane were there when I got the ok to go home. Diane offered to check on in on me if i’d like. Bricks jumped in to the conversation and asked her if she’d consider doing private duty until I was 100% healed. Diane said she’d love to take care of me, and Bricks agreed, but told her I wasn’t going home. I asked why not, and he said don’t worry you’re going to the Cabin. I really wanted to be at the club house with my brothers but understood the precaution.

Bricks told us that until the people were caught or dealt with that I was still at risk. Bricks laid out how I would be transported by van with the club as escort to the cabin. He asked Diane if she wanted to ride with me in the van. Diane asked that she be allowed to get some things from home first but yes she would go with me. Diane said she would take her two weeks of vacation and deal with more time off if needed.

The next day I was at the cabin all settled in. The cabin was the safe house for the club, and was outfitted with many conveniences to keep any external contacts to a minimum. There was always a years worth of food for 5 adults in storage. The cabin was also off the grid using wind, solar, and an artesian well to power the house. Several months could go by with out needing to go in to the nearest town 35 miles away. Diane was fascinated by the self sufficient cabin setup.

That night Jimmy the prospect slept in the front bedroom, and Diane helped me into the master bedroom and get me into bed. She stood next to the bed and undressed as I watched. I really wasn’t expecting anything from her, but as she worked her bra loose and dropped it to the side I began getting aroused. She turned away from me and pulled her panties down slowly over her nice tight ass cheeks looking back to making sure I was watching. I went from becoming aroused to rock hard and hungry for her.

Diane coyly asked what are you looking at, to which I replied your sweet ass babe. She joined me on the bed sliding next to me, placing my arm over her as she spooned up to me. She slid her hand to mine pulling it to her breast leaving my hand on her ample tit. My cock inside my boxers came in to contact with her bare ass and I wished I had thought to go to bed naked. My injuries were still considerable although healing, I was still in a lot ofpain, even medicated.

Diane asked if I would like her to take care of this as she reached back and grabbed my cock through the boxers. I said oh yeah I would, but I wasn’t sure I would be able to participate much. Diane said just keep it hard honey, I’ll take care of the rest. She turned over and sliding my boxers off, she grabbed my cock and started pumping her hand on it. She slowly moved her mouth over the head of my cock and twirled her tongue over the glands and in the slit of my urethra.

She was working my cock better than any whore I’d paid to suck my dick. The pain was intense but then again so was the pleasure she was giving me. Diane was sucking and jerking my cock like a pro, she really knew how to get a guy off, but I would get close to coming and then it was pass. I could see she was getting tired and I took the look on her face to mean she was about to give up. It was at then I saw a gleam in her eye and she shifted her position slightly spreading my legs apart.

Diane looked in my eye and let my cock pop out of her mouth, while she kept stroking. She said you want to come honey. I said hell yeah I’d like to come but I don’t think I am going to be able to. Diane said if I would, she could make me come. I said ok anything, thinking she had some technique to try on my cock, perhaps a titty fucking. She lowered her mouth back down on my cock and her hand slid down to my balls and passed them. She slid a finger in my ass. I thought about stopping her but changed my mind as she hit a spot that made my cock jerk in her mouth.

She began to message that spot internally with her finger and externally with her thumb. I felt my cock swell and explode. I was already in considerable pain from my injuries, but the come shot out of my cock into her mouth with such force it hurt. My hips flexed trying to get my cock deeper in her throat as I came. I could see the come spurting out of her mouth as I came more than I ever had before. I almost lost consciousness as I finely finished coming, if I had been standing surely I would have collapsed to the ground.

Diane slid her mouth off my cock and started licking up the come that spilled out of her mouth. She slid up next to me and asked if I had enjoyed myself, knowing I had. I said sweetheart you’re a keeper all right. The rest of the night slid away into medicated dreams of prolonged hours long orgasms. I wanted to wake up and return the favor, but knew it would be a few days before I could manage that. When I woke she was still at my side, assuring me I had not dreamed such an orgasmic experience.

Diane walked around the bedroom naked getting things tidied up. She changed the dressing on my wounds still naked. It was difficult watching her work on me and not be able to just pull her into bed with meant show her a good time. When she finished taking care of me she pulled on a pair of very tight thin shorts, leaving her camel toe clearly visible. There was a knock at the door and Diane opened it still topless. Jimmy had a tray of breakfast food and just stood there for a second looking right at her bare chest.

Diane took the tray from him and said thanks turning to bring the tray over to me. I could see him checking out her ass as she walked to me. I said thanks Jimmy and asked for a sit rep. He said sit rep, and I said yeah prospect situational report sit rep. He said oh yeah, that Hawk had called and said that Chief Daniels had found out there was a wire tap on the Wolf Packs’ club house phone, and that he was trying to find out how that may play into the hit. Jimmy was having trouble concentrating on the message for looking at Diane. I thanked him and told him to check the cameras on the perimeter.

As he left the room Diane came over and said I think he’s horny. I said yeah being a prospect is a bitch, but he would get voted in next time around. I told her, that he wouldn’t be in this position if he was just another fucking prospect, that he’d just opted out of the Marines after being blown up in Afghanistan. Diane said him, I said yeah he’s a real hard corps.

The End