The woman in the red bandanna kept catching my eye.

She was the hottest one by far among the group we were leading up into the high forest on a daytime walking tour. And the youngest, too. She was much closer to my own age of 30. Unlike the other matronly types on the tour, she took to the physical activity with zest, striding up the trail and flashing her shapely bare legs. I liked how her hiking shorts molded her tight little butt, and the way her breasts pushed out against the flannel shirt she had tied in a knot at her navel.

She made my cock stir, but, of course, I had my hands full getting the others up the mountain, as did the other guides. The women all belonged to some society group, and it wouldn’t do for me to be flirting with one of their number. So I settled for secret ogling of the red... Read More