The Stress Club Author: Eileen Thomson E-mail: indigotoast@yahoo.com Summary: A July Nicfic Challenge story, using the words bohemian, duchess and leech Rating NC-17 Authors notes: I had never written anything before and this would not have been finished without the help and encouragement of Suzanne Moore. Thank you --+-- I am standing in the centre of the room waiting for Judge Harnett to bring me a drink; I look round and catch sight of Nick standing by the window. Always apart, but no, this is not where this story starts. It starts when I talk to Bill McGee and he doesn't know me. I turn to the bar where Nick is talking to Jake. I wait till Jake is gone and then join Nick "I want to join the Stress Club" "Amanda, are you crazy? Do you know what you are asking?" questions Nick "I want the same as everyone else, I want help with my career, and I know I'm a good lawyer... get me into the club" Nick looks at me and tries to calm the disgust on his face. "Do you know what the entrance requirement is?" "Sex. I'm not a fool: I know it's just once. To make everyone on the same level." "You don't choose who you have sex with. Can you do that?" asks Nick. "To get into the most exclusive club in America, to be able to count on help from my fellow lawyers just for the asking, I know I can do it!' "Amanda, think what you're doing. It's not all good: I managed to pick up a cocaine habit from the people I met in that club!" "I'm not an emotional leech like you Nick. I can relate to people without the aid of drugs. You should not judge everyone by your mistakes! Will you help me? Will you speak for me?" "Let me think about it," says Nick Later, I meet Nick coming out of the office and he hands me a card. Written on it was 23.45 Burton Fallin Office- Start Midnight. I stared at it aghast "Your father Burton … I have to ...with Burton... Oh my God!! " "Changed your mind?' asks Nick "No. No ... no, I can do this" When I get to Burton Fallin's office, the room is in darkness. The only light comes from under the door of the bathroom. The desk is cleared and the reading light has been tied up somehow on to the back of the chair. I sit at the end of the desk, my arms folded across my body. I am shaking violently. "Still sure you want to go through with this?" I hear Nicks voice... "What are you doing here??" "Your only other choice was Judge Wilson and he is over sixty, so I volunteered. I have never used the club here but the rule is if you nominate someone the choice is yours to name and enroll" "Name? You mean like a nickname?" " A code name. Everyone will know you by it " I feel laughter bubbling up and I have to ask. "What is your name?" Nick puts his head down and pulls at his bottom lip, he looks up through his thick lashes and says "Trouble." "It's almost midnight. Once the light is on you can't stop this, it would do you more harm then to change your mind, Are you sure?" Nicks picks up the phone and dials," Trouble and Duchess," he says softly into the receiver" The least I can do is give you a name you can live with." He switches on the light. Nick moves into the light and I see he is barefoot and is dressed in just his shirt and pants. He gently touches my hair and puts his leg between mine. I look out of the window and jump to see lights on over at the other building and to the left as well. "Don't look at them, they will only make you more nervous." "How many are here?" I ask. "Ten couples tonight - and who knows how many watching." "Watching ... Nick ... I didn't know!!" He is kissing along my jawbone and tells me to concentrate on what we are doing. His kisses are soft and coaxing and I feel myself relax. It could have been worse and least Nick is good looking. His hand slips under my skirt and I panic "Now .stop him now.!!" I lift my hand to his chest and he gently takes it and guides to his already hardening erection. I can feel his soft breathing on my lips and he kisses me like a feather, soft and unthreatening. My breath is becoming ragged as Nick slips round the back of my skirt and pulls down the zipper. He smiles "No underwear ? at least you came prepared!" I am aroused now and tug at his clothes to get them off. Nick kisses my neck and the hollow of my throat...I can feel him between my legs and urge him to put his pulsing hardness inside me -- but Nick has altogether other ideas. He slips down to the floor and with his tongue he starts to suck and lick my clitoris. He knows how to do this, and soon I moan and beg him to come up to me. I climax with great shuddering movements and he enjoys this as much as I do. Nick stands up and wipes his face with the end of his shirt. "Now Duchess," he says, "this one's for me" He wraps my left leg round his waist and puts my right leg over his shoulder, He slips inside me and with his right hand he starts to caress my clitoris again. Within minutes, I am moaning in ecstasy and Nick is beginning to pound at me harder and harder. I can feel he is about ready to come and I arch my back so I can take everything he has. I climax for the second time and hear Nick whisper "Paradise!!!" as he explodes into me. He holds me and kisses me all over. I am content and pleased that it was not the ordeal I thought it would be. I lie on Burton Fallin's desk panting and perspiring. Only then do I think to ask "Why this office?" Nick gives that throaty laugh and says, "Why not?" He hands me my clothes and tells me not to get my hair wet because we have to go to the meeting to introduce me. I am shocked that he has reverted to his cold closed off self so quickly and to hide my tears. I dash into the bathroom. At the meeting, we are introduced as Trouble and Duchess. Nick introduces me to Judge Harnett from Baltimore and then he leaves me. I look over the room and see Nick standing at the window a part of, but apart from everything round him. He starts to walk to the door and I follow him with my eyes. I know you better now than I have ever known you Nick Fallin. I have felt your heart beat with my hand and felt your heat. Outside, you have a wall built round you, you encase your heart in stone. But I know you have a bohemian soul, wild and unpredictable. When he opens the door, he pauses and looks round the room Our eyes meet. Nick winks.