He forced himself to turn the camera off, knowing even though his screen was dark what he’d just seen would resonate for a long time. He cleaned himself up quickly and lay on his bed, closing his eyes so he could think about this.
He had a new plan to elaborate. Oh yes, he did.
Drew watched his friend watch their roommate. They were locked in his room, the only sound the moans echoing from the screen in front of them.
“I can’t believe you filmed her,” Scott murmured, his eyes never leaving the naked woman they both wanted in their bed.
“I can’t believe she owns a vibe. She doesn’t look the type.”
“She’s a mystery for sure,” his friend replied. “Fuck, look at those tits!”
“I know. She’s got a killer body. She just keeps it hidden. God knows why. Okay, here it comes. Listen to this.” He pressed a button, amplifying the sound until all they could hear was Kristyn’s breathy voice. They watched as she pushed the toy deeper inside her, her hips rocking up and down. Her face reddened, her eyes closed as her orgasm hit and she moaned, “You feel so good, Scott. Oh yes, Drew, fuck me. Fuck me both. Oh yes!”
“Shit,” Scott leaned on the desk with both hands. “I don’t think I’ve been so close to coming in my pants in years.”
“Tell me about it.” Drew didn’t tell his friend how he’d already masturbated twice that morning just watching that video. Some things were better left unsaid. “What do we do now? She obviously wants us.”
“She didn’t know she was being watched. Maybe we’re just in her fantasies.”
Drew groaned. “What’s the fucking difference? If she’s getting off thinking about us then she obviously wants us.”
“She doesn’t seem the threesome type.”
“How do you know? She might hide herself from the rest of the world, but she’s different in the house. She’s a lot more carefree than she was at first. That means she’s comfortable with us, right?”
“I think we should push her some more, see how she reacts.”
“I don’t know, Drew. I like her. I don’t want to scare her away.”
“I like her, too!” They both did; that was the problem.
She’d given them an out by obviously fantasizing about the three of them together. If she’d called out Scott’s name instead of his, he knew he wouldn’t have told his friend. It might not have been the nicest thing to do to the man he thought of as a brother, but Kristyn meant too much.
She’d made their house a home, and he couldn’t imagine not having her around anymore. Pushing the thought away, he leaned back in his chair and added, “Let’s just give it a try, okay? If she doesn’t respond then we’ll know we’re mistaken. But Scott, if it works…can you imagine if it works?”
She’d be theirs. In every way imaginable.
He couldn’t wait.
“Damn it!” Kristyn swore as she stared at the showerhead. Bent over the tub, she swung the taps in every direction she could but nothing happened. No water spouted overhead. No water filled up the tub. Nothing. Nada. “I paid the bill. I’m sure I did!”
Clad in only a terrycloth robe she stepped out of her room and called out, “Scott?”
He opened his bedroom door and stuck his head out. “Yeah?”