A Break in the Monotony - Sex Stories

A Break in the Monotony

New York was killing me. The long hours working as a junior associate at a big NYC law firm. The deep into the night nightlife. I was enjoying my first two years in the city, but what I really needed was a break, and if that break came with some quality time in the great outdoors, even better.

So on Monday morning, when my roommate, Landon, suggested we go on a two-night hiking trip in Beacon, NY, I agreed immediately. We had gone to college together and played on the school's club soccer team. In our prime, we were both serious athletes, but our sedentary lifestyles were taking their toll. At school, we were both solid students, partying hard but always trying to maintain a balance and stay focused on our schoolwork. Landon had become an investment banking analyst at an international bank, and for each week that I worked 70 hours, he'd work 80. Needless to say, we both needed some quality R&R.

The plan was to leave work a little early on Friday afternoon, take Metro North to Beacon, where folks from Malouf's Campground would pick up our bags at the train station and take them back to our campsite. I know it sounds a little lazy but, the idea of doing a 3 hour hike with 60 lbs of camping equipment on my back sounded less than appealing.

After we completed the hike, we'd make camp on the bank of the nearby lake, grill some food, go to bed early and head over to Dia Beacon (the preeminent modern and contemporary art museum situated right on the banks of the Hudson ...

... River). With any luck, we wouldn't have cell phone service - giving both of us a much-needed break from constantly being tied to our phones.

The rest of Monday and all of Tuesday was just a blur - meetings, conference calls, paperwork, repeat; meetings, conference calls, paperwork, repeat. If I wasn't being paid handsomely, giving me an opportunity to paydown all of my student debt, I would have quit a long time ago. This upcoming trip was the perfect plan to break the monotony my life had been taken over by.

When I walked into the apartment Tuesday night, Landon looked a bit dejected. I asked him what was going on and he said he had bad news - his sister, Cynthia, finishing her senior year at Yale, had decided to make a last minute trip to NYC and he didn't have the heart to tell her he'd be out of town.

As much as I was looking forward to this trip, Landon was even more excited; immediately after we made the plan, he laid out all of his hiking and camping gear on the floor of the living room, checking and rechecking to make sure he wasn't forgetting anything.

I was definitely looking forward to some guy time, but I figured a good compromise was just to invite her along for the trip. I'd only met her once, and it was very brief, but she was absolutely gorgeous - 5'5", the perfect, most bubbly ass, creamy skin unblemished by worry, tear-shaped C cups that looked as though they'd defy gravity for the rest of her life. And her stomach was just delicious - not washboard, ...