A Break in the Monotony - Sex Stories

A Break in the Monotony

... but pretty damn close. On top of her looks, she seemed cool and laid back. Still maintaining an almost-perfect 3.9 GPA, she was clearly brilliant as well. It seemed like a win-win, we still get to go on our trip and she doesn't have to spend her weekend alone in the city.

I made the suggestion and he thought it was a great idea. They'd always gotten along well and while he felt a little bad about busting up our "bro adventure," he agreed to ask her if she was interested.

We went to bed and Wednesday we were both back to the grind. He texted me midday to say that Cynthia had agreed and would bring her hiking gear.

Once Friday morning arrived, I could barely focus at work. I was just looking at the clock watching the minutes - no, the seconds - slowwwly tick by. At 4pm sharp, I quietly left the office, heading for Grand Central to take the 4:35 train up to Beacon. Right on schedule, Landon and Cynthia met me at 4:25 under the Grand Central clock right in the middle of the main concourse. She looked absolutely stunning. I did my best not to gawk, but with her black yoga shorts and white halter top, each struggling to hide her assets and leaving little to the imagination, it was tough to stay focused. Her ankle-high hiking boots finished off the outfit and I immediately imagined having those boots over my shoulders as I thrust deep into her over and over again. As a bonus, the brunette ponytail she was sporting would provide the perfect handle. We hugged, made a ...

... little small talk, then jumped on the train, excited for the weekend.

The ride was relatively quiet. I read a book, sporadically looking out the window at the changing trees along the Hudson, while Landon and Cynthia caught up on some family matters.

Less than 2 hours later we arrived at our stop and quickly unloaded our gear. As promised, the Malouf team was there and bundled everything into the back of their pickup truck. They pointed us towards the trailhead, and we were off.

The hike was graded as "Strenuous" - in my college days, that would have been a cake walk, but after sitting at my desk for 2 years, it was a bit more of a struggle. I let Landon take the lead with Cynthia in the middle while I pulled up the rear. While not planned - the benefit was twofold: no one could see me struggling in the back and I had extreme motivation to keep up. Cynthia's ass was phenomenal. Every time I thought about taking a break or slowing down, I'd zone in on the metronomic sway of her hips and find a second wind. And if that wasn't encouragement enough, each time we came upon a boulder or high ledge, she would brace herself against my arms and shoulders. Unclear if it was my imagination or reality, but it felt as though she was finding excuses for physical contact.

With their general athleticism and my motivation, we completed the hike faster than the suggested pace and got to the campground 30 minutes ahead of schedule. It was gorgeous - surrounded by bright red, yellow and ...