We shared smiles, winks, and knowing glances while being massaged – especially when their hands working on our legs. It was incredibly erotic. Somet...imes we’d have two female massages, sometimes two males, and sometimes a female for Jim and a male for me. It depended on what fantasy we had shared that week, and Jim always allowed me to choose the genders.I gave Jim one last squeeze, looked up at him and asked, “Are you sure? I mean really, really sure?”“I look forward to you just exploring your. " And besides," retorted Crystal, "you're a good looking guy, I'd wager you could hold your own against any guy on the trail." Thank you both, but just know you don't owe me anything. I'll stay with you as long as you want me."The next four days were fast-paced across the North Carolina highlands. The trail stayed mostly above five-thousand-feet until eight miles from the Nantahala. The views of the Smokey Mountains was spectacular, we tried to take breaks at the beautiful overlooks and took in. Linda had suggested that she and I go inside to mix a batch of drinks. I didn't think anything about it, so I went. When we got inside, we started up the stairs towards the kitchen. I was casually watching Linda's ass when she turned around and said to me in a quiet voice: "I really like how you look at me. Ya know, Joe hardly pays attention to me and we practically never have sex! And when we do, it's always quick and very vanilla."I wasn't sure what to say, so I said, "that's a real shame.. He takes the bait and I feel his fingers wandering around my pussy, rubbing my clit. I moan with pleasure and open one eye, to see where she is at. I see her sitting on the other sofa, rubbing her own pussy under her skirt. I'm really getting into this now, so I whisper in his ear to finger fuck me because his wife is enjoying it. He does for a few minutes, sucking on my nipples as he finger fucks me. He says he wants to taste me. He gets up, holds my hand and leads me towards the bedroom,.