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Love Down Under

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It’s hard to believe my tenth novel has been published. So much excitement! It’ll be out next month, but I’m giving away a free copy now, before you can buy it and all you have to do is comment on this post and you’ll be entered for a random drawing!

Love Down Under is a fun frolic that takes Wylie Boase on a sight seeing trip through Western Australia, culminating in a visit to Broome. She, of course, falls in love with the area and a special lady there. She loves it so much she takes a job as a pearl diver so she can stay longer. That’s all I’m going to tell you about it. But, just to tease you, here’s a bit of it for you to read:

Wylie was up at seven, excited to spend her day sight-seeing with her new friend. She wandered out to the lobby by seven thirty and was sad to see that Amarina was nowhere to be seen. Oh well, she figured she must have time off, too. Even though Wylie had already set her sights on seducing her, she could be patient.

Kathryn walked up a few minutes later, looking quite attractive in shorts and a green safari shirt. The shirt brought out the green in her eyes and the shorts showed off tan, muscular legs. Wylie wondered if maybe she could get closer than she’d originally planned to her new friend.

“So, what are we doing first?” Wylie asked.

“I thought we’d hike around the gorges first and see some waterfalls. Then, this evening take a camel ride on the beach.”

“Most excellent. I like the sound of it. But first, I need to buy you breakfast.”

“I know just the place,” Kathryn said.

They went to a small café that wasn’t yet crowded. They found an outdoor table and chatted while they waited for their food.

“So, Kathryn, how long have you been here?”

“About a week. I’ve yet to grow tired of all the beauty in the area. But I’ll be leaving in a few days, so I need to absorb as much of the exquisiteness as I can.”

“Well, I’d hate to make you see something with me that you’ve already seen then. That doesn’t seem fair to you,” Wylie said.

“No. Really. I’ve seen it all. Now I get to see it through your eyes. I’m looking forward to that.”

“Why me?” Wylie asked.

She noticed a slight redness creep under Kathryn’s tan.

“Why not?”

“Fair enough. So, where are you from?”

“Boston.”

“Wow. You’re a long way from home.”

“That I am.”

“You born and raised there?”

“I grew up in Vermont, went to school in Boston, and stayed. What about you?”

“I live in a small town in Northern California. Same basic idea. Went to school there and stayed.”
“So we have that in common.”

“Yeah, we do.”

After breakfast, they bought provisions, then set off on a hike to explore The Kimberley. Wylie followed behind Kathryn and enjoyed her tight ass as she walked along. They saw all sorts of bizarre rock formations, as well as deep pools of water and waterfalls. They’d been hiking for several hours and stopped by a waterfall for a break.

“I can’t believe the wonder of this area,” Wylie said.

“Isn’t it beautiful?”

“It really is.”

They ate their lunch in comfortable silence and when they were through, Kathryn stood and began to take her clothes off.

“What are you doing?” Wylie asked.

“I’m going swimming. It’s too beautiful here not to.”

“Do you have a suit?”

“No. Are you complaining?”

Of course Wylie wasn’t complaining. She was just surprised at Kathryn’s level of comfort with her.

“Not at all,” she said.

“Come on, then. Let’s get wet.”

Wylie continued to watch until she was already wet and Kathryn was naked. Her perfectly toned body was tanned all over and Wylie itched to touch it. She told herself to calm down, that she didn’t even know if Kathryn swung that way. She watched Kathryn step into the water before she finally stood and stripped herself. The water was chilly, but not too cold, and it felt good after hiking in the dirt all those hours. She tried not to stare at Kathryn, but to focus on her surroundings. The top of the gorge was many feet up and the sheer rocks were a rusty red. The contrast of the rock walls with the blue water was magnificent. Kathryn swam over to the waterfall and Wylie followed close behind. They swam under and around it and Wylie sat on a shelf behind it. The water there came up to her chest, so she didn’t feel too exposed. And she wouldn’t have to worry about temptation if Kathryn sat next to her. Which she did.

“I love looking out through waterfalls,” Kathryn said.

“Yep. It just adds to the beauty of everything.”

They sat there silently, with Wylie trying to focus on anything besides the nearness of Kathryn.

“What’s on your mind?” Kathryn asked.

“Just enjoying the beauty of everything.”

“Isn’t nature amazing?”

“It truly is.”

“So how’d you get so buff?” Kathryn said. “Are you a weightlifter or something?”

“I actually do manual labor for a living.”

“Is that right? Good for you.”

“Good for me?”

“Sure,” Kathryn said. “I’m all for breaking stereotypes. A woman doing a man’s job? Good for you.”

“Thanks. I think.”

“I mean it as a compliment.”

“Okay. And what do you do?”

“I’m an executive vice president of a bank. It suits me.”

“That’s kind of a man’s job, too, isn’t it?”

Kathryn laughed.

“It used to be, but now the glass ceiling has been shattered. But manual labor? You don’t see many women doing that. It certainly explains your body, though.”

Wylie was becoming less comfortable by the moment. She was too close to an attractive naked woman for her liking, unless they were being intimate. And she felt like Kathryn was being condescending about her work.

“We should probably head back,” Wylie said.

“We need to dry off before we get dressed.”

“Oh. I didn’t bring a towel.”

“Neither did I. We’ll just have to lay out to dry.”

Great, Wylie thought. Lying next to Kathryn and not touching her would be close to hell. Although she was confused. Did she even want Kathryn? Yes, based on her body alone. The fact that she was smart and nice added to that. But her attitude about her job held her back. At any rate, did Kathryn want her? Who knew?

They spread out their clothes on the dirt and lay on top of them. Wylie was acutely and painfully aware of their closeness. She could roll over and touch Kathryn. She closed her eyes and tried not to think about it. After a few minutes in the hot sun, they were dry enough to put their clothes back on. They dressed quickly and started back to their hostel.

“So, after the camel ride, how about dinner?” Kathryn asked.

Wylie thought about the question. How could there be any harm in that? Dinner still didn’t mean anything.

“Sure. That would be great.”

“It’ll be my treat,” Kathryn said.

“No. I’ll pay for it.”

Wylie wasn’t used to her dates paying for the meal.

“I insist. I asked, so I pay.”

“Fair enough.”

“And after dinner, perhaps a nightcap by the pool?”

“Sure. Sounds great. Where does one find a nightcap in a hostel?”

Kathryn laughed.

“We’ll have to hit the liquor store to buy whatever we’ll want to drink.”

“Ah. Got it.”

They returned to the hostel just before sunset. They stowed away their hiking gear then met in the lobby to go ride the camels. Amarina was there, and Wylie wished she was by herself so she could talk to the cute blonde. Instead, she gave her a quick hello and good-bye and went down to the beach with Kathryn. The ride was quite an adventure. Camels are not like horses, as Wylie quickly learned. She sat in front and Kathryn sat behind her. She felt like she was ten feet off the ground and fought her fear of falling off. The camels were sure-footed on the white sands though, and soon she relaxed into it and went with the flow and was able to enjoy all she was seeing. The reflection of the sun off the water was stunning to see, but the way the light played off the red cliffs in the distance was breathtaking. This was a once in a life time experience, and Wylie once again committed every aspect of it to memory.

After the ride, Wylie let Kathryn choose a restaurant since she was paying for dinner. She chose a nice one with a covered patio that looked out over the water.

“This is a nice place,” Wylie said.

“Thanks. I haven’t tried it yet, so I make no promises. But I’ve had my eye on it since I got here.”

“Fair enough. We’ll check it out together.”

They ordered margaritas as they looked over the menu. They decided on dinner and after they ordered, sat back to enjoy the view.

“What a day,” Wylie said. “Thank you for being my tour guide.”

“My pleasure.” Kathryn smiled. “Weren’t those camels marvelous?”

“Oh my God. I never realized how big they are. I was terrified up there.”

“So was I when I first got on. Then you kind of relax into it, don’t you?”

“Exactly.”

They kept their conversation light and friendly as they ate and, after dinner, took a leisurely stroll to the liquor store where they bought tequila, margarita mix, and glasses and wandered back to the hostel. They went to their respective rooms and changed into their suits. They met back at the pool.

“I love your look,” Kathryn said.

“Yeah. I don’t feel comfortable in your basic woman’s suit.”

“You wouldn’t look right in it.”

“Thanks. I think.”

“It was a compliment. Sometimes I think you don’t trust when I compliment you.”

“How so?”

“Right there was an example,” Kathryn said. “And when I told you how awesome I think your job is.”

“Maybe you’re right. I’m sorry. I’ll try not to be so defensive.”

“There you go.”
They sat by the pool drinking their margaritas, occasionally dipping in the water to cool off. The evening was warm, made warmer, Wylie thought, by Kathryn’s presence. She was a beauty, to be sure. And the way she filled out her bikini made Wylie’s mouth water. Her breasts were full and firm, and her ass was tight. Wylie longed to take her to bed. When ten o’clock rolled around and it was time to leave the pool, they gathered their things.

“Okay, either you’re not interested, insanely shy, or I’ve lost my touch,” Kathryn said.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, you’ve done nothing to indicate you’re interested in me. You’ve been polite and fun, but you haven’t touched me or anything like that. You haven’t flirted at all. And here I feel like I’ve been throwing myself at you.”

Wylie couldn’t help but laugh.

“I had no idea. I find you very attractive, Kathryn, but I didn’t know if you were on my team.”

“Well, I am. And if you don’t take me to bed tonight, I think I’ll self-combust.”

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