Page 63 of Caught A Vibe

“Of course, but it’s mostly a sales site,” Nic explains.

“What if you make a members-only page, where you compile demo and instructional videos?”

“That’s great, Dash, but that’s two years down our timeline. I don’t have anyone to do that right now or make the content.”

“I can.” I make the offer impulsively, but it’s not an empty promise. I have a computer science degree, for God’s sake. I can program a website to have a password-protected page.

“You’re going to make videos on how to use a sex toy for people with vaginas?”

I can practically hear Nicola rolling her eyes through the speaker phone.

“No, I can design and code the website. I’ll make their customer number their login and have a generic password sent out with the shipping confirmation. And I’ll build the page for the videos to live. Maybe Penny could make the videos here or at the office?”

The more I talk it through, the better it sounds. We can totally make this work.

Penny picks up where I’ve left off. “It doesn’t have to be perfect, Nic. It just has to work for now, and we can polish the process later. Are you on board?”

“I’ll help however I can. What do you need from me, Dash?”

I think through what I’ll need access to. “Do you have editing privileges with the web host?”

“I do,” Nicola answers.

“Are you comfortable sending me your login, or adding an admin login for me to use?” I look at Penny for approval on this and she nods.

“Of course. I can send our current customer list too.” Nicola’s fingers are already clacking against keys on the other end of the line.

“Great! Send those over and I’ll get started.”

“No problem.”

Nic hangs up on us, presumably to get busy knocking out tasks, and Penny grasps my hand across the table.

“Are you sure you have time for this? I know you’ve got articles to write and—”

“Penny.” I cut her off. “I wouldn’t have offered if I couldn’t do it. I know how important this is for you. Trust me to know what I can handle.”

Penny nods, eyes glassy. “It’s just… It was just me in the beginning, and then I slowly brought on my friends to help me run the business. No partner has ever really taken an interest beyond how many hours I was working and how that impacted my availability for them.”

“Then they were shortsighted idiots. I’ll do anything I can to make you glow like this.”

“Anything?” Penny purrs.

My exhausted cock pulses inside my boxer briefs, helpless to resist her flirting.

“Anything.” I link my fingers with hers and raise our joined hands to my lips.

“Like washing the dishes in the sink and emptying the dishwasher, since it was your turn yesterday but we got distracted?”

“Ooof. Walked right into that one. But yes, I’ll take care of the dishes today. The distraction was worth it. But you need to go put on more than my oversized T-shirt if you want to keep me from getting distracted again.”

I wiggle my eyebrows like any good horndog, and laughter crackles from her lips, a little rusty but full of energy and life. A morning where I can make her life easier and make her laugh? That’s worth a few hours of soapy torture.

Penny

Iretreat to the bedroom to put on actual clothes and get ready for my day. I am loath to give up Dash’s T-shirt, and I tuck it under my pillow before hopping into the shower. His soap is in my shower, and I can’t resist opening it and taking a deep sniff. That scent is hardwired in my brain with intense pleasure, and I touch myself under the hot spray just to take the edge off and clear my mind.

I’ve never had a lover like him. Hell, I’ve never had apartnerlike him. Sure the mind-blowing O’s are great, but the way he genuinely cares for my mental and physical well-being too blows the rest of me away. And stepping up to help my company this morning? Icing on the cake! I try to remember the last time I felt this seen by a lover and come up blank.

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