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The benefits are back.

“It is so freeing to be in the Points Club.” Amy says this after being in less than a week, but there’s a big smile on her face.

I’d invited to my place after for popcorn, wine and a movie, and we were just relaxing on the couch after, working on our second bottle of a semi-dry Zinfandel. We’d been at the club earlier and she had a relaxed, fulfilled glow about her.

I’m curious, so I ask, “What do you mean?”

“Well, there’s no pressure. You only have to give what you feel comfortable with, but you can get pretty much anything you want. I . . .” She hesitates, and I don’t push her. Finally she continues. “There’s something I always wanted to try, but I was a little shy about asking any of my boyfriends to do it, you included.”

That took me by surprise. “Come on, you can ask me anything.”

“It’s not extremely kinky, but I just never felt comfortable enough to ask a guy I was dating.” She must have seen the curious gleam in my eye, because she added quickly, “And no, I’m not going to tell you what it is. You’ll just write it in your blog and tell everyone.”

She had a point. I didn’t press.

“Anyway, tonight I spent my first points, and got exactly what I asked for, no questions asked, wish fulfilled.”

“Did you like it?”

She squeezed her thighs together and closed her eyes. “Mmmm.”

Yeah, she liked it. Now I’m more curious than ever, but I respect her privacy. I guess we all have those deep down, kinky sexual fantasies we’re a little ashamed of, and I’ll bet most never get them fulfilled.

“I understand,” I said, looking at her. “I’ve had a little fantasy of my own these past months that I’d be willing to pay points for.”

I raised an eyebrow at her and she cocked her head in the cutest manner. “What?”

I smiled and pulled out my phone, ready to transfer a few points. “You.”

Kiss and Sell

We’d been friends with benefits, then gone to just being friends when I joined Points Club. Now that she’s in the club too, the benefits are back.

Life is good!


Sex and Lasers

So I took Amy to Points Club last night for her first time. She was excited, but I was still a bit leery. Okay, I do tend to be a little over protective of her, but she is my best friend. Anyway, I shouldn’t have worried. Tina Atkins came over, right as we entered the Points Club back room, helping Amy circulate and get to know the guys. There was a big rivalry among them as to who would be her ‘first’ and Tina settled it with a laser tag challenge. Eight of the guys signed up to ‘shoot it out’ at the old laser tag building. All the points would go to Amy, to get her started, and Amy would also ‘get’ the winner for the night.

I’ve written about the Points Club laser tag complex before. If you’re new to the blog you can find that post here:

As everyone shuffled out, it occurred to me that I had my laser tag story almost finished, so instead of checking the Points Club posting board, I decided to finish it up  and get it published. This morning I noticed it was already up and available on Amazon. So here it is:

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She’s in the club.

Just an update to yesterday’s blog.

Amy slept on it, and hadn’t changed her mind about joining Points Club this morning, so I gave in. I called Harvey to set up an appointment.

“No appointment necessary,” Harvey told me. “We’ve been hoping she’d want to join us. She’s already passed all the criteria. She just has to get an appointment with Dr. Paul and she’s all set.”

So I called Paul, sure that he’d be busy.

“I’m not doing anything important this morning. Bring her around at ten. It shouldn’t take long to get her checked out and certified.”

Had everyone anticipated Amy’s decision but me?

“Well, I did talk with Tina the other day,” Amy admitted when I drove her to Dr. Paul’s house. “I wanted to get a girl’s viewpoint on the club.”

Yeah, that would do it. Tina was great at spotting and recruiting potential candidates.

Still, I wasn’t sure this was right for Amy. I have to admit, something inside me is fighting this. Well, maybe Paul would find something that would keep her out of the club, though that’s not really something I should be hoping for my best friend.

I needn’t have worried. Amy passed the physical and the psychological exam with flying colors.

“Well, that’s it,” I told her. “You’re in Points Club.”

She looked me right in the eye and said. “Not yet. I need one more thing.”

“What,” I asked.

“Your blessing.”


How could I refuse?


Amy’s decision.

“I want to join Points Club.”

Amy’s comment just about knocked me off the couch.


“Come on, Amy. You’re a one-guy-at-a-time kid of girl. You told me that just last week.”

Stupid, stupid, stupid. She told me last week, when Frank was that one guy. Last week, before she found out Frank was sleeping with one of the other models from her agency.

She’s my best friend, and I know she’s hurting. Over the summer she’s had five different boyfriends. None of them worked out, and she ended up here, on my couch sharing a bottle of wine and talking it all out.

She always bounces back. She’s a really positive person. I just don’t get it. She’s beautiful, she’s smart, she’s a ton of fun to be with. These guys are nuts to find something like this and let it slip through their fingers.

Okay, maybe Amy tries a little too hard. But that’s her nature. You just have to get to know her.

“Look,” she says and I do. Her eyes are clear. This isn’t the wine talking. “I’m tired of the game. Putting myself out there and getting slapped down, time and time again. It wouldn’t be a lifelong commitment, maybe just a couple of months. Some mindless sex and partying with your friends. I know a lot of them, and they already like me. They’ve invited me to join at least five times already.”

Yeah, I knew a few of the Points Club members really want Amy in the club. I know she’d be a hit, but I’m feeling protective of her. Maybe I’m being over protective. I don’t know. I just don’t want her to get hurt again.

“You’re sure this is what you want?”

She nods. “Look, I know I try too hard. I just need some time to get more comfortable with myself, and other men. Plus, I really miss sleeping with you.”

That warms my heart. It has been hard moving into a platonic relationship with her. My cock jerks at the thought of having her again. But damn it, this isn’t about me and what I want. This is about what’s best for her.


“Okay,” I sigh. There’s a little more wine in the bottle and I divide it between our glasses. “Sleep on it tonight. If you still want to join Points Club tomorrow, I’ll take you by to talk to Harvey and set up an appointment with Dr. Paul.”

We clink glasses in agreement.

A part of me hopes she changes her mind. Another part of me just wants her back in my bed.

Whatever decision she makes, I hope it’s the right one for her.