There was a slight curve to his mouth, no one would have mistaken it for a sign of amusement. ‘Judas Priest,’ one of the younger men said. ‘You ...cared me about half to death. What’s goin’ on, Philo?’ The redhead slowly relaxed but did not take his eyes from Bowman’s face. ‘Never mind,’ he said. His voice was like gravel tumbling in a drum. By contrast, Bowman’s was like velvet. ‘Keep your hands away from your guns,’ Bowman said softly. ‘Just listen. Don’t talk.’ ‘It doesn’t have to be like. He leaned forward and touched his lips to mine again. This time I responded, kissing him back. I felt his tongue graze against my lips and a little gasp escaped him. “Whenever I get an email or a text from you or I see you online I get an erection.” He confessed. “Can you imagine what is happening under this table sitting opposite you?” That made my pussy leap and contract and my clit throb. Leaning forward I kissed him, pressed my breasts against his chest and slid my warm tongue between his. When we go to the house; there were 6 other people there. The guys all seemed like they knew each other and the girls just stayed close to their guys. We all gathered in the living room and the one guy made us drinks as we walked up to the bar. We sat and drank for a few minutes looking around and listening to the music then the guy shouted over the music “ok, we’re all going downstairs to let the fun begin.”Everyone walked down the stairs to the basement there were love seats and couches. “Same to you. I think that I’m going to get a bike or chopper, some saddlebags, and some helmets before we go. We can get those at the bike shop down the street. Dale’s Biker Gear,” Leland reminded his companion.“Works for me, hon,” Chantal grinned at the thought of putting her arms around Leland’s waist as they rode away on a Harley, Honda, or whatever.“Someone has watched Pulp Fiction too many times, but at least they’re only fleeing their partners, not a crime lord. I get the feeling that in.