Marc 9: One Hot Night at Points Club
I’m kicking back with a drink in the Points Club lounge when Tina wonders in.
Tina Atkins is one hot brunette. Her gaze travels across the room and I wonder what she’s come here tonight looking for. I wouldn’t mind spending some time with her myself.
I’m new to the club, and have some special privileges, so I sit back and watch…for now.
I’m really here to collect stories to write here on Medium, and to send to my publisher to be released on Amazon. Basically, as a new writer, I’m trying lots of things, and the club has given me permission to publish any story other members want to share, but I publish them as fiction.
It’s the club’s viewpoint that the best place to hide something is in plain sight. So, when they found out I was a writer of erotic fiction, they encouraged me to add stories about Points Club to my line.
I’m not complaining. The members of Points Club have some great stories to relate.
I check the Points Club app to see if Tina has anything posted.
She doesn’t. Good. That means she’s available tonight…unless she’s looking to earn points by fulfilling someone else’s fantasy.
Points Club members can put up a request in the app for other member to help them with a special scene to fulfill a sexual fantasy. They pay each other with points that are earned by helping others with their fantasies. It’s a cool system.
Tina’s gaze meets mine and a big smile crosses her sexy lips. She heads straight for my table. “I was hoping you’d be here tonight.”
That’s encouraging. Maybe she has a story to share with me.
“Hi, Tina,” I say and motion her over.
She plunks her sexy ass in the booth across the table from me. The sexy brunette has these big green eyes that sparkle when she talks sex talk.
“Is it out yet?” she asks, excitement fills her tone.
I nod. “It came out a couple of days ago.”
I promised Tina and Alan Johnson that I’d publish their story first. “I called it Alan’s Gambit.”
Tia chuckles. “It really was, wasn’t it?”
“It’s only a short story, so I my publisher put it out in Kindle format on Amazon. I’ve special-ordered some paperback versions to give to the people in the club. They should be here next week.”
I’m not going to make my friend pay for the stories they inspired.
“Oh goody,” she squeals and starts working her phone. She kicks off her shoe and runs her bare foot up my leg to my crotch. I’m finding there’s always a lot of play between club members, even when they’re not in the back rooms.
After a minute, she exclaims, “I found it! I’m buying it.”
(If you’re interested, Tina and Alan’s story is at: https://books2read.com/u/3LwZz0)
“You’ll get a free copy next week,” I tell her.
She huffs. “It’s only 99¢.”
Tina joins me on my side of the booth. Her hand replaces her foot at my crotch. She really knows how to touch a guy there. My cock’s begging me to let him lose.
As she’s manipulating my rod with one hand, she’s holding her phone in the other, gazing at the cover of the story she just purchased. “Just imagine it. Me in a book! It’s so cool.”
I laughed at her antics. “Remember, Tina, it’s fiction. It didn’t really happen. Points Club doesn’t really exist.”
Her smile lights up the room, and she gives my cock a squeeze through the rough fabric of my jeans. “Yeah. Right.” She brought her lips up to the side of my neck and kissed her way up to my ear, then whispered, “Just like I don’t want you, right now.”
God, what’s a guy to do?
(Now, before you go all ballistic, Amy and I have an agreement. What’s between us is just friendship sex, and we’re open to flirt and have sex with other people. We’re just friends…with a lot of benefits.)
I moved my hand up Tina’s thigh and found, not only was she not wearing any panties, but she was wet as hell. “Doesn’t this cost points or something?”
She smiles and winks at me. “Not as long as Harvey doesn’t see us.”
Harvey, the president of Points club is also the bartender, ministering to the liquid needs of the club. Tonight’s a busy night in the club room, though people are starting to filter to the sex rooms down a hallway in the back of the room.
I shove two fingers into her and I feel her clench around them. “So, I can do this?”
“Oh God, yes.” Her breathing is heavy and she gasps when I run my thumb across her clit.
I get really hard, and she squeezes me, then lets go, moving her hand away. She pants heavily as I work her, sliding in and out. “Sorry, Marc. I wish I could do something for you but…”
I see Harvey looking our way.
I move my lips to her neck, kissing up to nibble on her earlobe. “Believe me, Tina. You’re doing something for me.”
She shudders under my manipulations. “That’s it. Come on.” I nibble her earlobe.
She bites her lower lip and closes her eyes, as the orgasm rolls over her. It’s pretty easy to see she’s out of control, but to her credit she doesn’t cry out. No one there even looked our way except Harvey, the bartender, and he is so busy, I doubt he saw anything.
Tina’s eyes glisten as she settles, and I pull my fingers from her. Harvey comes over with a fresh drink for both of us, which is good, because I need it.
He smiles down at Tina. “I’m docking you three points for that and putting them on Marc’s account.” As president, Harvey’s in charge of the local club, and has final say in point disputes if they come up.
Tina smiles and raises her hands. “Busted.”
Harvey chuckles as he walks away. Minutes after he gets back to the bar, I check my phone and yup, I have three more points in my pool.
“Look at that,” I say. “I have three extra points to play with tonight. Would you care to join in in a back room so I can spend them?”
Tina’s smile broadens. “That sounds like a blast!”
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