Page 5 of Sex, Lies, & Techy Guys (Love on the Sunshine Coast)

He’s always so damn composed but I see his gaze linger too long, the tension he’s gripping his glass with, and the struggle he’s having denying that he feels the sizzle in the air.

“We better get to bed,” he finally says, and I swear she stifles disappointment.

“Do you mind if we turn music on in our bedroom?” I ask.

“You’re my only guests and my room is at the other end of the house. It won’t bother me at all. I’ll be up for a while anyways, cleaning and reading.”

I want to kiss those lips that almost revealed a pout, so I force myself to swivel on my stool and step away.

Safely inside our room, I turn music on from my phone then set it near the door. I motion for Kyle to come across the room with me. Not that I think Penny’s going to listen but I can’t believe what I’m about to ask.

“Don’t do it, man.” He tries to beat me to the punch. “Don’t screw this up by making a move on her. We’re getting this place at a good rate. The fee covers all of the meals and cleaning and privacy. Do not fuck it up by fucking her.”

“That’s half of what I was going to propose.” I pause. Am I about to overstep the bounds of our friendship? “Have you ever wanted a threesome?”

He rakes his hand through his hair and turns away from me. “No, absolutely not.”

“No, you don’t want one?”

“No. We’re not doing that. We’re not going to sexually harass this kind business owner. It’s not right.”

“It’s not sexual harassment if she’s into it.”

“And how do you propose to find that out?” Does he think I’ll drop it if he keeps facing away?

“You didn’t feel it? You didn’t feel the attraction?”

He lowers his hand and I’m guessing he’s rubbing it over his cock. That explains why he won’t face me. “It’s not right. We rented a room, not a brothel.”

“We can take it slow. I’ll toss a comment out and see how she responds.”

“We don’t have time for this. We haven’t proven who stole the crypto wallet. We have to have our priorities straight.”

“Okay but let me ask you this… If the circumstances were different, would you do it?”

The deep breath and lengthy pause give me his real answer.

CHAPTER 3

penny

Slipping my hand inside my panties for the third time of the night, I take advantage of my lack of ability to sleep by imagining Kyle and Lance crawling into bed with me. I’ve never been with two guys at the same time. In fact, I’ve never been with anyone except my ex-husband.

But the way Kyle and Lance looked at me sparked the carnal fantasy of being desired—something I hadn’t felt in a long time. I’d gained weight after getting married, and blamed myself when my husband grew distant. Losing the weight hadn’t helped draw him back to me though.

It had been hard to accept that his disinterest wasn’t something I could change, but time on my own had helped me learn to love myself, in so many senses of the idea.

I slide my fingers inside of my wetness then drag my slick juices onto my clit, alternating between filling myself and creating that direct pleasure my clit is so fabulous at harnessing.

I have two more hours before the guys will be awake. I lull myself into another round of self-pleasure. This is uncanny.

For now, I’ll take care of myself. In a bit, I’ll take care of these travel writers, and not in the naughty way that I kept stumbling over. Hopefully I can get them out of my system this time. Otherwise, I’ll risk having them write up that I’m a sex craved lunatic.

For business purposes, I’d much rather they notice the pretty decorations Mila, my interior decorator friend, swore would create a good coastal vibe that can be relaxing for men and women.

There’s so much to be said for social proof, which is exactly why I’m going to keep my fantasy of both of them claiming me to myself. I don’t need anyone thinking I’m a social deviant.

I’ll be cooking, cleaning, and sheltering people for a living now. Nowhere in my plan did I factor in bringing a boyfriend home. Presumably I’ll date again at some point.

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