Just Watch Me by Kenny Wright

Author:Kenny Wright [Wright, Kenny]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Contemporary, Erotic Fiction, Swinging
Amazon: B00CF5GNTA
Goodreads: 17832433
Publisher: Wright Erotica Publishing
Published: 2013-04-17T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

Prisoner

The next day, Thursday, I woke to an empty house. 8:03, read the clock. Groggy and disoriented, I collected myself and my thoughts under the spray of Sandy’s shower. The guy wanted me to stay at his place as a guest, and as far as he knew, I’d come to Hawaii alone. Further, Sandy had just become one of my most important clients—not the biggest, but certainly one with the highest upside.

Sandy had set out fresh fruit and granola on the island counter in his kitchen. I found some yogurt in the fridge and fixed myself a parfait, all the while puzzling out how I could extricate myself from this situation. I finished breakfast without a solution.

The kicker was that I couldn’t even sneak out. My rental wasn’t here. Hell, I didn’t even know where “here” was. I decided to look around.

In daylight, the house was even more impressive. The high ceilings and high windows filled the rooms with sunlight, and Sandy’s beachy furniture unified the indoor with the outdoor. I’d been wrong about my first impressions: this house wasn’t a single story sprawl. The living room was high and expansive, filled with light, but the rest of the house was split into a couple levels. I could see the second floor loft overlooking the living room, and wondered what was up there.

Sandy’s master suite made up part of it. Plush carpeting rose between my toes as I walked in. Two walk-in closets flanked the entrance to the room, along with a master bathroom that looked as big as my hotel room back at the Marriott.

I barely saw any of it. All my attention was focused on the king-sized bed. Sandy hadn’t remade the bed that morning, sheets tossed and pillows askew. Morning light filtered in from the east side, through a pair of skylights built high into the ceiling.

I imagined Danielle waking in the middle of that bed, naked. Then I imagined her straddling Sandy, fucking him as the sun lit up her tussled blonde hair. My cock leapt to life. I shook my head and forced myself to leave the bedroom.

The room that overlooked the main living space was a game room that included a couple pinball machines, a red-felted billiard table, and a television only slightly smaller than the one downstairs. I looked at the pool table and pictured Danielle bent over it, getting fucked from behind, and had to leave that room, too.

In fact, that image haunted me anywhere I went, turning my insides to jelly and my cock to steel. I finally found a newspaper on the front door and settled in by the pool—consequently where I knew they’d fucked. For whatever reason, the certainty helped keep my erection at bay.

Sandy rolled in a half hour later, stripped down to his long swimming trunks. He carried a surfboard under one arm and a bag of breakfast in the other.

“Morning, man. Did you sleep well?”

Not really.

“Yes, it was great.”

“Good to hear. I picked up some grub in case you’re still hungry.

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