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Chapter 291 by BreaktheBar BreaktheBar

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At the Club; Part 1

The thing about going out with Gemma and Sabrina together to any bar was that they got hit on. It was annoying but somewhat understandable. You would never have assumed that a guy with two girls was dating both of them. Going out with one or the other you never had that problem - well, other than that first time with Gemma. But it was obvious that you were together.

Three people weren’t so obvious.

Three people in a group were even less obvious. Gemma was splitting her time between you and Corey and Victoria. Sabrina was doing the same with Ollie. You weren’t lacking for attention at all, one or the other of your girlfriends was always holding your hand, leaning in to whisper with you and trade quick kisses, or dancing with you lightly next to the table without heading over to the dance floor yet.

That didn’t stop guys from coming over to the table. Sabrina, Gemma and Ollie all got propositioned several times by random guys offering them drinks or dances. None of them would accept, surprising the guys, and sending them on their way. And every time, well at least with Gemma and Sabrina, it made you smile as they would look back to you with a look that said, ‘Sorry, baby. You’re all that I want and everyone should know it.’

“Alright, I think it’s time,” Sabrina finally said as she pulled you back into a conversation with Ollie.

“Time for what?” you asked.

“To find Ollie a hot chick’s mouth to stick her tongue in,” Sabrina grinned.

“I already said I don’t need a wing woman!” Ollie laughed.

“Well, you’ve got one anyways,” Sabrina said. “John, take Gemma to the dance floor for a bit. I’m gonna want my turn when we’re finished.”

“Alright, baby,” you said, and she leaned in and kissed you firmly before pulling back with a big smile. She winked and then looped her arm with Ollie and led her towards the bar.

“Gemma, love,” you said, leaning over the other way and catching the attention of the others. “Sabrina has ordered us to get our butts to the dance floor.”

Gemma laughed and took your hand. “Well, if she ordered.” Then she turned to Victoria. “Do you want to come dancing?”

“OK,” Victoria smiled and nodded, and Corey kissed her on the cheek. The four of you abandoned your table, which was bound to get taken by someone else within seconds, and headed for the dance floor.

You’d sort of been hoping for some more intimate dancing with Gemma, but you ended up in a little group with Corey and Victoria as well and just had fun with it. Gemma spent her time encouraging and teasing Victoria to have fun as much as she spent dancing with you, and you couldn’t begrudge her the fact that she was being so good with the shy girl. Then a heavier dance beat came on and she forced Victoria to put her arms around Corey to dance closer, then came to you.

“Love you, love,” she said into your ear and then kissed it.

“Love you too, love,” you said back, wrapping your arms around her waist and pulling her close before sliding your hands over her ass.

She laughed warmly and started to grind with you lightly, one hand up and hooked around your neck as her other hand slid back to yours on her ass and encouraged you to grip her tighter. Her tits were pressed to your chest and she looked absolutely gorgeous in the flashing lights of the club as the two of you moved to the beat of the music.

Unfortunately, Victoria and Corey didn’t have the dancing stamina of the two of you and as soon as the song ended they motioned that they were heading to the bar. Gemma rolled her eyes slightly to you with a little smile as if to say, ‘Lightweights!’ and she took your hand to follow them. You passed by Sabrina and Ollie as they were chatting with four ladies, two of whom looked like they had boyfriends, and Sabrina shot you a grin and a wink. You also spotted Edgar and Brent talking with the three ladies from the line but didn’t see Paul anywhere.

Gemma bought you your drink this time, and soon you, Corey and Victoria had found a new table to stand around. You could tell Gemma wanted to get back out onto the dance floor with the way she was tapping to the beat of the music and bumping you with her hip softly as she very slightly danced in place, but she was also all in on being the Victoria-Whisperer.

You were surprised when Brent and Sabrina came over to your table together. “What’s up?”

“Well, Ollie was right,” Sabrina said with a smirk. “She didn’t need a wing woman.”

“She just walked up to the chick I was talking with for the last hour and asked her if she wanted to make out, and they just started kissing right there in front of me!” Brent said.

“It was kind of awesome,” Sabrina laughed.

“Sorry, dude,” you chuckled and shook your head, patting him on the shoulder.

“It’s whatever,” Brent sighed. “There’s always another hush in the sea.”

“Well, now that I’m not wing-womaning Ollie, I can help you out,” Sabrina offered. “Unless you’re too manly for that?”

“Hell no!” Brent said. “Find me a lady!”

Sabrina started chatting a little quieter with Brent as they scoped out who was around, but they were interrupted when the guys from the beach showed up. Paul was with them, and soon your little table was crowded as everyone was saying hello and one of them went and bought a couple pitchers of beer.

It became almost impossible to have a proper conversation, as everyone was talking and laughing over each other and the music, but you briefly caught some of their names and promptly forgot them. Brent told the story about Ollie stealing his girl, and Paul claimed he’d seen it coming from a mile away, which brought on an argument about Gay-dar and if it was the same knowing if guys or girls were gay.

You found that ironic because the guys from the other group were all eyeing Sabrina and Gemma and flirting with them. You were about to say something when you felt your phone vibrate in your pocket.

Sabrina: Don’t worry, baby. I’ll deal with it ;)

Pursing your lips a little, you raised your eyebrow and glanced across the table at Sabrina. She met your eye and gave one of her teasing, evil little smirks.

This should be interesting.

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