5 Bikers for Valentines

“Oh, yes you will,” Tyler said.

My eyes fluttered over to his just in time to see his gaze drop to my tits. I scooted my arms closer, growing my cleavage as Tanner’s body lifted from his seat. My back was arched, and my hips were swaying to the music, jiggling my ass in a teasing way that had them on the edge of their seats. I felt alive. Desired. Beautiful and important. Their eyes were devouring me. My mind immediately thought of ways I would like them to devour me for real.

And I was ready for all of it.

“Those are some curves you’ve got there,” Tyler said.

“No fucking joke,” Tanner said.

“Not ones for subtlety, I see,” I said.

“Why be subtle when the woman I’m trying to woo isn’t subtle herself?” Tanner asked.

“Makes sense. You’re confident. Intelligent. Independent. Subtle cues are nice, but sometimes stating a want is better than dancing around it,” Tyler said.

“Then why don’t you tell me what you want?” I asked.

The brothers looked at each other as my mother’s jaw hung to the floor in the corner. I planted my hands on the bar, squeezing my chest together further as the twins raked their eyes down my body. Lindy was busying herself with drinks, but I knew she was listening. I could tell she was hanging onto every word by the way her eyes looked up at me from beneath the bar.

“I’d like to hang out with you after your shift is done,” Tanner said.

“You can change that ‘I’ to ‘we,’” Tyler said.

“That’ll put you here for another three hours,” I said. “This place doesn’t close down until four.”

“Then it sounds like we have a few more beers to drink,” Tyler said.

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??Sticking with the specials?” I asked.

“How about we go with the bartender’s recommendation next?” Tanner asked.

I dipped underneath the bar and knew exactly what beer I was handing them next. I grabbed two of them from the insulated drawer where we kept our specialty beers. I popped the caps off and tossed them in the trash, then slid the beers their way. Their hands reached out to catch them as their eyes dropped to the bottles, and a grin slid across my face as their eyes rose back up to mine.

I could see the fire sparking behind their luxurious blue eyes.

“Naked Threesome. It’s our most popular specialty IPA,” I said. “And one of my personal favorites.”

I winked at them before I moved on to another customer, and I could see the stunned look in my mother’s eyes. It felt satisfying to surprise her like that. To show her what exactly a woman could get if she held herself with some decorum. I took a few drink orders before I turned around and grabbed more liquor to open, and I saw Lindy clapping her hands. I shook my head at her, trying to bury my smirk as I continued to serve up drink after drink.

And the entire time, the twins had me in their vision.

My mother didn’t cause another scene that night and ended up leaving with the young man who paid for her drinks. I had no idea where they were headed, but I didn’t care. In my book, it was a victory, and a first step in the direction of waking my mother the fuck up.

The clock ticked on and the twins hung around. I talked with them when I could, but I stayed relatively busy the entire time. I was relieved when it was time for Lindy to announce last call, and I sighed when the final customer in the bar paid his tab and left.

“Guess that means we should pay, too,” Tyler said.

“I guess we should,” Tanner said.

“It’ll take Lindy and I another hour or so to clean up, so if you want another drink I could let it slide,” I said.

“Nope. We’re done. And it won’t take you that long if we help. Let us pay then hand me a rag,” Tanner said.

“If you got a broom back there, I’d take it,” Tyler offered.

“I guess that charitable nature is genetic?” I asked.