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First affairThis sexual encounter took place about 7 years ago and it was the first time I had ever cheated on my wife. I had planned a backpacking trip into a remote corner of a National Park here in Western Canada. My wife did not want to do this trip and we had arranged that she would be going back east to visit her parents for two weeks while I took six days to backpack into a remote backcountry lake and back. At that time I owned a guiding business in the National Park in which we lived and was looking forward to a September trip away from it all with a couple of friends. I had been planning this trip for months and as I got closer to the date of departure, my companions were dropping like flies (one failed to get the time off work, the other sprained his knee three days before we were to leave). I was determined to go, even if it was all on my own.I had an employee at that time who was in charge of my front counter staff. Her name was Stacy. She was a vibrant young lady about 5 years younger than I and pretty well drop dead gorgeous. She was about 5’6″, athletic, long brown hair and the bluest almond shaped eyes I had ever scene. She was a sight to behold in a bathing suit as I had once witnessed at staff party I held at a local lake. My wife was never really a fan of this girl. Stacy was known to have an appetite for sex and was well known to fuck single young tourist that passed through our shop.I was preparing some final details at my shop while Stacy was there. Stacy was very eager to move out of the office and into guiding so she asked if she would be able to come along on the trip to learn from me. I wasn’t too into the idea, I knew my wife would be furious, so I said no stating I needed her in the shop. Stacy looked pretty sad and said that I owed her vacation time and that this would help her a lot to gain some experience to further her career. I told her that she could take the time off as he pleased (as September was not my busiest time and I did have other staff that could fill in for her), but I didn’t think that it would be a good idea. Stacy didn’t say too much and muttered that she would like to take the time off and I thought that was about it.It was September 17th, 2007. I was at the trailhead at 8 am and just getting my gear ready and locking my car when Stacy’s car pulled into the parking lot. She jumped out of her car and ran towards me. I asked her what she was doing here and she replied she was hiking to the same lake I was going to. I said that she couldn’t come with me and she replied that she would go on her own. There was nothing I could do. I looked at her and said fine. Stacy looked at me with a bright smile, looking like the perkiest thing you’ve ever seen. We started off on the trail, we had 15 km to cover that day.The weather was quite warm for September and the trail was nice and dry. We made really good time as we plodded along gaining one low pass and camping just below treeline on the other side. There were no other hikers on the trail, we saw little wildlife and chatted along the way. I worked with her on navigation canlı kaçak iddaa skills and demonstrated how to fjord a river just before reaching camp. When we arrived in camp it was time to start setting up. I picked a spot for my tent and started getting to work setting it up. Stacy came over and helped me with my tent, when we were finished I asked her where she would like to set hers up. Stacy smiled and said she didn’t bring one. My mouth flopped open and I stared at her. what do you mean? I asked. Stacy explained that it didn’t make sense that we both carry a tent and that it would make sense if we shared one. I wasn’t impressed. If my wife found out Stacy and I shared a tent, let alone did this trip together, she would be furious (or so I thought… I now know I was wrong about that… another story). As it turns out, Stacy wasn’t carrying any cooking equipment either, she was totally depending on what I was carrying! I told her that a good guide would never leave without the necessary gear. She smiled and said that she knew that – I was a good guide – the best there was. I didn’t find that very funny.That night Stacy and I shared a tent. I crawled into the tent first while she went pee. I put on my long johns and zipped myself up in my down sleeping bag. Stacy came into the tent shortly after. She sat down, opened her sleeping bag and while facing me she took off her shirt. I couldn’t help but stare. Her tits were medium sized and gorgeous with perky little nipples. Stacy looked at me and smiled – do you like to watch? I turned away all embarrassed and probably muttered something stupid. Stacy move her self over top of me while crawling into her sleeping bag. It was all completely unnecessary as she put her arm in front of my face and brushed her right breast on my cheek. Stacy, I said all irritated. Stacy giggled and told me to stop being such a prude. Stacy got into bag and removed her pants and underwear. She used her clothing as a pillow (like I did) and tossed her panties onto my head. I hate sleeping with underwear on she said (I remember her saying that and how much it turned me on, although I wouldn’t admit it at the time. Stacy cuddled up to me that night, claiming she was cold. I think I laid there all night with a raging hard on until morning.The next day we packed up camp and started on the trail at 7 am. An early start for a 20 km day. Stacy held up really well on the trail. All through the hike she told me torrid stories about some of the sex experiences she had with both men and women. I was getting pretty horny by the time we reach our lake destination and was starting to think that I might say the hell with it and see what this trip might lead to. It was a hot day, warmer than the day earlier. The terrain was entirely a gradual downhill hike. We made it to the lake at 2 pm. The campground was deserted (as I was expecting). Stacy dropped her pack immediately, stripped her clothes off and ran into the lake. Stacy called me in and to stop staring at her like a pervert. I blushed, took off all my clothes except my underwear and started canlı kaçak bahis to walk into the water. Once again she told me not to be a prude, strip down and swim. I turned around, faced the shore and took off my underwear and fell into the water. Stacy swam over to me and stood on the lake bottom. It was shallow at that spot and clear, she could easily see my cock and I’m sure she could see it start to grow when she came and stood above me. There she was glistening in the sun, wet skin, hard nipples, and her completely shaved pussy right at eye level. It was gorgeous. Her outer labia hid her clit and inner labia from view. My cock went from hard to rock solid. She told me she was horny and observed that I looked pretty horny myself. I told her that nothing could happen because I was married. Stacy then said, that I could still watch her masturbate. She was right, there was nothing wrong with that. In fact we could both masturbate together, as long as there was no contact it wasn’t cheating. I looked up at her face and smiled and asked her where she would like to do this. Stacy walked over to the picnic table, sat of the surface, spread her legs and started to rub her clit and slowly work her finger into her pussy. I practically jumped out of the water, ran to the bench of the table and sat with a close up view of the action. You should stroke your cock, she said. I was going to anyhow at this point. There we were, two people masturbating like crazy, facing one another. Stacy’s pussy was getting creamy and her fingers looked slick with white cream all over them. Periodically, she would lick the cream off her fingers and say in a sexy voice how much she loved the taste of her pussy. I was getting very close to cumming when she held her fingers in front of my face and said that I should taste. I leaned forward like a greedy c***d and wrapped my lips around her fingers. She tasted so good. At this point I was stroking my cock like crazy. Stacy returned to rubbing her clit and I could tell she was getting close. Her face was turning pink and her breathing fast. She was moaning when I said I was going to cum. I shot a huge load of cum all over my hands and some of it splashed onto her leg. Stacy reached down with her sticky fingers and brought my cum to her lips. She told me she loved the taste of a guy and girl’s cum together. She then grabbed my cum covered hand, wiped the cum on her fingers and resumed rubbing her pussy. There was my cum on her pussy, I was still sure at this time I had not crossed the line, but I knew I couldn’t be any closer. Stacy started to buck and moan as she came. Once finished she licked her fingers clean and asked me if I thought that was fun. I nodded. She said that it could be our little secret.Throughout the rest of the afternoon I was quite confused. I really didn’t know what had happened of how I got so carried away. I decided to slip into the tent at around five and thought it best to take a nap before preparing some food. As I laid there all sorts of thoughts were going through my head. The most prominent was the bahis siteleri canlı vision of her fingers sliding in and out of her greedy little vagina. I had been laying down for about 15 minutes when Stacy crawled in the tent. She asked me if I was OK. I said I was but I felt a little guilty. Stacy said not to worry this was all for fun and that if you can’t be with the one you love, love the one your with. Stacy then look off her pants and said, let’s fool around. I said that we had better not and she replied that maybe we could masturbate again. I couldn’t resist, so there we were at it again. While we were into it Stacy asked me if I wanted to feel how soft her pussy was. I was in no state to refuse so I reached forward and felt her pussy and slid a finger in her wet, warm, inviting hole. It felt so amazing! Stacy grabbed my cock and look at me; she told me my cock was magnificent. I was fingering her pussy while she was stroking my cock, she leaned forward and kissed me, I kissed her back. Before I knew it she was crawling onto my lap and pushing my cock inside of her. It felt awesome. She was so wet and surprisingly tight. I leaned back and let her ride me for about 5 minutes before her face started to turn pink again and she started to moan and cum. She rode me like a cowgirl until she was done. I hadn’t cum yet so she turned around into a 69 position and started to suck my cock, commenting how good her pussy tasted on my cock. She then suggested that I should eat her pussy, I was already going for it. I buried my face in that sweet pussy and ate it like a champ. By the time I was ready to explode in her mouth, she was cumming again. Once we were both finished, she flipped around and kissed me. I could taste both of us on her lips. That wasn’t so wrong now was it? No, indeed it wasn’t I thought. I’m going to fuck you every possible way before this trip is over. That is exactly what she did. The whole next day I probably ate her pussy no less than three times, came in her pussy twice and ended the evening by fucking her up the ass (which she came from!). Our last day of our stay at the lake was like a 69 marathon, ending with a very sensual fucking before going to sleep. During our two day hike out we stopped and fucked no less than three times before reaching the trailhead. I even fucked her in her car at the trailhead. Her pussy must have been brimming full of cum by the time this trip was over, her panties must have been soaked with my seed. (I didn’t even know or care if she was on the pill – luckily she was). I never completed a single day hike I had planned from the lake, instead I fucked like a guy who might never fuck again.Stacy stayed true to her word and never breathed a word about our trip together. Over the next year I fucked her regularly. We shut down the office and I would fuck her in the back storage room, sometimes twice a day. Sometimes we would just masturbate together just for fun. Once she even got a female co-worker drunk and had a threesome with me; she was amazing at eating pussy. Stacy stopped working for me a year later and moved out of the Park. We’re still friends on Facebook and she is now married. I don’t know the guy but I can honestly say he’s got to be one of the luckiest guys in the world. Stacy, thanks for the times we had together, an affair I’ll never regret!

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