"Woman in Hot Water" blurb:
Unemployed and homeless, Kendra gets a job at the local Aquatic Center. Her new boss, Osborne, is very yummy, but he’s partnered to Jordan. When she’s offered a threesome with two such delicious men, how can she say no? And with so many opportunities to see their semi-naked bodies, being a good girl is not that easy either. Fun on the waterslide, a hot time in the sauna, slick, gleaming muscles in the gym...
When Jordan deduces that Kendra is sleeping in her car, the men ask her to stay in their guest room. She’s hesitant, but allows them to persuade her. Despite the best sex of her life, Kendra is determined to move into an apartment of her own as soon as possible, so she goes house-hunting. The men don’t like either of the places she chooses. She can’t risk losing her job but values her independence too.
STORY EXCERPT
“It’s a damn good thing I’m not
too tall,” Kendra McIntyre muttered softly to herself as she untangled her body
from the sleeping bag on the backseat of her old car. She peeked out the rear
window through one bleary eye, pleased to see no people around but quite a few
cars scattered about the cinema parking lot.
She sat up, slipping her shoes
on, then brushed her hair and tied it up in a ponytail. Now to find a place
where she could shower and change her underwear. The first three days after
she’d been thrown out of her apartment because her roommate wanted her
boyfriend to move in, Kendra had used a free trial gym membership pass. That
was awesome because not only did she get to try out all the equipment, and use
their showers, but also if she went early enough in the morning, she got a free
breakfast as well.
The next two days she’d visited
various malls, but washing there was problematic as there were too many people
and no shower stalls. She’d ended up filling her water bottle with hot water,
stealing the soap from the sink, and trying to wash in a toilet stall. Today
she planned to try out the local swimming pool. For a start, it opened at six
a.m., so she figured she could spend plenty of time in the showers and wash her
hair as well.
Her car was almost out of gas,
and her bank account was almost empty, but she’d have to put ten dollars of
fuel in her car if she was to continue job hunting. The problem was everyone
wanted fifteen-year-olds to do the type of jobs she was looking for—retail and
hospitality. She still had two more funeral homes to apply to for a job as a
professional mourner though. She was positive that being in her midtwenties
would be better than being a teenager for those positions. Besides, funerals
almost always had coffee and something to eat after them, and her food budget
was even lower on her priority list than her gas budget.
Her panties and bra were still
a little damp. She’d washed them out the night before and laid them on a towel
on the dashboard of her car, but they weren’t dry enough to wear. Still, she
couldn’t leave them there in daylight. Hopefully, there’d be hot air blowers at
the swimming pool and she could finish drying them then.
She set her cell phone to
recharge as soon as she turned her car engine on. Every time she saw an
electrical outlet, she plugged her cell phone in, but it was never long enough
to recharge it fully. However, it still had two bars, so should last long
enough to answer a call about a job. If she was offered one. Certainly she
wouldn’t be using it to call anyone herself. There was no budget for that.
Dammit, she needed a job right
now. Then she could get an apartment. Then, possibly even a life. She grinned
at herself. Yeah sure. Men would fall all over themselves to date her. Like
hell they would. She was at least ten pounds overweight, her hips needed
trimming, and so did her hair. She sighed. No budget for a hairstylist either.
Berengaria
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