“I can’t tell you what to do, Joe. I can only give my opinion and my advice. Maybe I was overconfident before. I thought my plan was good. I got a lot of things right and I know I’m not wrong about this. Don’t fuck Tina.”
“Gotcha Jen, D.F.T. I’ll take it under advisement.”
Joe was not taking Jenna’s advice these days. He loved her, for a lot of reasons, and she did a great deal for him, but she doesn’t have to live his life. Jenna doesn’t know everything. She can’t cover every angle. Joe tried it her way. Now he was doing it his way.
— Martini Time —
It was rare that Tina called on a weekend night. Troy was an early-to-bed guy during the workweek but a night owl on weekends. This annoyed Tina. When his phone rang on a Saturday night he was startled.
“We went out with friends tonight. I had an event I had to make an appearance at. There was an open bar so the six of us had a couple of pre-gamers. Then we had a late dinner and a few more drinks. Troy played golf today and had beers afterward, then we went out. He practically passed out when we got home.”
“Was he hammered?”
“No. His drinking was spread over the day, and he can handle his alcohol, but the long day caught up to him in the cab. His head was bobbing.”
“So I guess he’s not waking up.”
“Nope. I have a fresh martini in front of me. I have not yet taken a sip. I would like you to join me.”
“And how do you propose I do that?”
“I assume you have gin in your home, and a sexy glass, and maybe a garnish.”
“I have all of the above, and vermouth.”
“Well then, get to work on your drink. You claim to be a bartender.”
Joe entered his dining room and opened his liquor cabinet with the phone wedged between his shoulder and neck. “I have Hendricks, half a bottle. I also have an unopened Bombay.”
“I should be at your place. We’re low on supplies.”
While Joe mixed a drink at his kitchen island, Tina started telling him about her night out with Troy and two couples, friends of his. It was clear from the moment he answered the phone that Tina was drunk, but she was speaking clearly and logically. She was in a happy place, and giggling – a drunk Tina giveaway.
“So, one of the women we went out with tonight is a fan of yours. I’ve told you about her before. Judy was in the luxury box with us years ago. Anyway, she wanted to talk about you and me. She was at the last show and saw the whole thing. Her husband is the guy who told everyone. Robert’s an asshole, but I like Judy.”
“What does she think of her husband being a gossipy little bitch?”
“All us wives think our husbands are numbskull frat boys. Judy said he was an ass for doing that. She wanted to know if I’ve seen you since and if we talked.”
“Can you trust her?”
“I wouldn’t tell her I suck your dick, but I told her we talk, once in a while. I didn’t want to give her any headlines.”
“Okay, I have a martini. Cheers, baby.”
They both took a sip of gin and Joe gave Tina a reminder. “You don’t suck my dick anymore. We’re platonic.”
“I love when you call me baby,” she whispered. “I’m thinking about starting my own loyalty program, T Rewards.”
“That’s not very original. You’re just stealing my jokes.”
“CVS has rewards, and so does Walgreens. It’s not your idea.”
“The personal rewards joke is mine.”
“Did you copyright it?”
“So, tell me about your T rewards. How many men have a membership?”
“Only one.”
“And what privileges does Troy get?”
“Very funny, Joe. Unlike your program, with lady members worldwide, my club is very exclusive. You are the only member.”
“Wait a second. You have a sexual rewards program and your husband isn’t getting any sexual favors? That’s fucked up, T.”
“Troy gets plenty of sex. Don’t worry about him.”
“So you and hubby are in a good place having lots of sex?”
“Look, Joe. I have my needs. You know me. I like to fuck and I love sucking cock, and I have a husband. So yes, we have sex. It’s not every day, and sometimes we have less than other times, but Troy gets what he needs.”
“Are you getting what you need? Does Troy want sex as much as you do? You’re insatiable. I had a hard time keeping up with you when we were together.”
“He doesn’t need it as often. Am I getting what I need? From him, yes, but I need more. I need it from you. I think about you a lot, baby.”
“And now you have a special club just for me.”
“Yes, and like your rewards program, all you have to do is come to New York and collect.”
“I see.”
“We haven’t fucked in a very long time. You’ve accumulated so many points you have a lot coming to you. I can’t wait to see you so we can transact.”
Joe chuckled, “Transactional sex makes me so hot, T. Ooooo.”
“I miss being with you, Joe. I hate this platonic thing. I want to take care of you. I want to feel you inside me. I know you don’t want to hear this, but I need you.”
Joe didn’t respond. On the one hand, he didn’t want to go down this road with Tina, backsliding into his old behavior. That was fun, but it got him nowhere. Then there was the other side, the devil on Joe’s shoulder often shouted down the angel. That angel was Jenna’s voice in his ear, and she was sounding a bit naggy these days. When Joe didn’t protest, Tina took that as permission.
“I miss having your beautiful cock inside me, filling my face and my pussy. I love having you in my throat, to see how deep I can take you and for how long. Sucking your dick is a challenge and I crave that feeling of pride I get when I take all you can give me and I make you happy. I want to make you happy, baby. I hope when you come here you’ll let me do that again. I need that, Joe.”
“I miss you too,T. This platonic thing isn’t easy for me either.”
“Then why are we still doing it? You’re not working on relationships in LA are you?”
“No.”
“You don’t have a lover, and that’s a shame. I’m here for you, Joe. It’s that simple, not complicated at all. I want to fuck you. I know you want to fuck me, even while we do this stupid platonic thing. You want me, baby. Would it hurt for you to admit it?”
“No. I confess that I want you, T…. all of you.”
“Come to New York and I will fuck and suck this loneliness out of you. Baby, I will take care of you, anything you want. I’m yours for the taking.”
Joe didn’t reply. He was wondering if he should play ball. Fuck it, he thought, let’s see how far she’ll take this.
“So I guess your ass is still on the table?”
“Yes, it is, because I trust you won’t hurt me. I want to give you that, Joe. I want it… well, I want to know I’ve at least tried. I’m very curious if I can cum from you fucking my ass.”
Joe went quiet again, contemplating her offer, wanting to redeem his bottomless supply of T rewards. He had a boner from this conversation. He didn’t speak, so Tina filled the void.
“Just come out and have lunch with me so we can talk face-to-face and figure this out. I promise I will be available, any day of the week. You just have to show up and I’ll be here for you.”
“I’m not booking a special trip, T. But when I come to New York again I promise we can talk about it.”
“That’s good enough for me. I just want you to have an open mind and heart.”