Power of Three

Even as she leant against the window frame, shaking, a movement to the left caught her eye. Snapping around to face the other, closer cabana, she gasped as a low, yellow lamp came on inside it.

The glow illuminated another scene.

Oh, good God, the two men were at it now, just as if they'd been waiting for the first show to finish before they put on theirs. Laurie's heart thudded. This time, the view was close enough without binoculars. She set them aside as bubbling excitement raced around her anew.

And this time, the performing lovers were looking directly at her, the devils.

Well, at least the dark-haired one of the pair was. His eyes were focused right on the spot where Laurie was lurking, and his knowing expression said he knew she was there… and looking right back at him.

You know, don't you? You were just waiting for the other three to finish.

With no further reason to hide, Laurie slid out of the shadows and stared back at the two men boldly. Her skirt fluttered down into place, but she didn't really care whether it had or it hadn't. Suddenly she was a new Laurie who could do anything, dare anything.

She was a new Laurie who could blatantly ogle two gorgeous handsome men who were both as stark naked as the threesome on the other villa, and one dark, one fair.

Laurie had never seen a male couple making love before. She'd never had cause or opportunity to watch gay erotica, but the few fleeting glimpses of men kissing or touching in mainstream films or TV had always tantalized her. The uninhibited trio in the other cabana had been the nearest thing she'd ever seen to two men making love, but with them, their woman had been the focus.

In Cabana Three, everything was different. These two had no woman sandwiched between them. They had hands only for each other.

Their names were Ed and Denny. They'd introduced themselves, but Laurie couldn't for the life of her remember which was which, because at the time she hadn't been taking much notice of anything but her own depression and anger. Now, though, she was interested; more interested than she'd been in anything in a long time, even the trio in the other cabana. Bizarrely, even Jim himself was fading. The two male lovers were both facing Laurie, holding station close to the shutters, just as she was. The darker man was behind the blond one with his arms wound around him and his hands moving hungrily, exploring his body. He was slowly pumping his friend's cock while caressing his flanks and thighs, but his eyes… his were on Laurie, dark and burning like deep pools of fire and challenge.

What's going on? What are you thinking? Why look at me when you're caressing him?

Blondie's eyes were closed, his head draped back against his lover's shoulder and his throat stretched and exposed. But Dark-Eyes still stared back at Laurie as if he were trying draw her into their embrace too. She was yards and yards away, and yet already somehow involved in their dance.

Am I part of a three way love scene now?

Dark-Eyes smiled and shimmied as if he'd read her thoughts, and the way Blondie gasped made her wonder just exactly what was going on behind his back. His eyes shot open, wide open, and then he gazed at her too, with a delicious teasing smile on his face. He seemed to be becoming absorbed in the same effort to include her, but then his body jerked and his eyes closed again and he pursed his lips, looking beautiful but tortured.

Was Dark-Eyes inside him? Oh Lord, yes, he must be. Or was he just rubbing his cock against his friend's bottom, caressing and teasing with his hardness? Blondie had a spectacular cock, big and shiny. Laurie ogled it as it moved through Dark-Eyes' fingers, pumping back and forth. In her mind's eye, the as yet unseen penis of Dark-Eyes was gorgeous and rampant too.

Dark-Eyes licked his lips and whispered something in Blondie's ear. The other man's eyes snapped open again, and even though he was still sliding against his partner, his gleaming body visibly wet with sweat as he hovered on the very brink of ecstasy, he looked towards Laurie and chuckled in the midst of his animalistic moans.

How clearly could they see her? Laurie's villa was quite a bit nearer to theirs than to the other one and the night was clear. A large tropical moon floated in the sky like yet another voyeur.

She took another step forward, moving completely clear of the shutters. The lights were still on in the third villa, but no one was visible. They were probably all in bed, making easier love, in comfort now. Taking a deep breath, Laurie loosened the ties of her wraparound skirt...