Mona The Rocky Mountain Nympho Is A Fraud, She Only Pretends To Be A Nympho Online.

The hottest, and at the same time the most plain sex I ever had, I had with my wife's friend.

So, this happened some five years ago. My wife is hot, unlike her friend, who, was kind of interesting while in her 20's, but after 35, she let herself go, got a little fat, and she was never pretty, but not ugly either.

She had a turbulent marriage, out of which she came out as a single mother, not doing well financially, whole nine yards.

My wife talked about her a lot, how she had a hard time, how she tried dating, but the guys were awful, etc. I didn't give much thought to it - who cares.

Destiny had it, that my wife convinced me to take her, and her kid, along with us and ours, for a prolonged weekend to a mountain resort, only to have my wife, being called back from work on Friday morning, so she had to get back home, and I was left alone with her.

Her behavior changed instantly, and... You know, how they say, that bitches are in heat? Well, she sure was.

Kids asleep, it was summer time, and we were drinking in the balcony. I would never do it sober, scared of the consequences, but ,hey, I got drunk, she got touchy, and I just flat out asked her, no, told her, something like "you act like you wanna fuck".

She responded that she wants it, and sat on my lap.

It wasn't anything special, but it felt really good. She got her panties down, and rode me, with her dress still on. Kissed me all the way through, moaned so loud I had to put my hand on her mouth from time to time, she came really fast.

I had the clear mind, to pull it out, and cum on her ass, and dress.

On Saturday and Sunday we did nothing, came back home, and never spoke of it again.

I was scared, once getting sober, that I just ended my marriage, but I guess she saw it for what it was, a moment of our weakness, that shall never happen again.

Five years have passed since then, and I guess I am in the clear. Throughout that time, she, never again, showed not even a glimpse of interest in me, which is good.

Now, that is it. I know it ain't much, but this one is mine.

I confess that I love watching sexy women smoke...both in person and on video. And smoking sex is nothing but hot.

A woman stroking my cock while blowing her smoke at me is a guaranteed explosion. The smell of second hand smoke sucks. But when a good looking women is exhaling it right at me it just smells like sex.

I've had four or five partners that have really gotten in to the fetish too. I'm a lucky man.

Lots of different paths up the mountain, right?

I confess that I just hate these god-damn niggers running around. A few days ago I had to go to the bank to cash a check. It was a sizable amount so had to go inside instead of the drive-thru. I went in and stood in the long ling waiting for a teller while looking around. I haven't been in there since last month and the place looked like shit! The nice furniture they had before was replaced by some mauve upholstery and the nice shiny stone floor was replaced by this ugly tan carpeting!

When the line moved up, I got closer to the tellers. Three were humans and one was a big fat sheboon with corn rows and a gold front tooth. I thought it was a male at first but two saggy mountains were attached to its chest! I silently prayed that I would get one of the humans, 3/4 odds isn't bad odds. Finally, the lady in front of me was called up by a man and the nigger was the only one open. It hollered "Next?! C'mon up he-re Mista!". I pretended like I didn't notice since I wanted to wait for a human but they were busy with customers.

The idiot behind me tapped me on my shoulder and said "That lady on the left is open, sir." Then I just decided to go up to the sheboon as I was too considerate of others to hold up a line like a nigger would. I went up to the sheboon and presented my check to it.

"Is this real?" it asked me with an odd ball glance. I nodded silently but was thinking "of course it is you stupid ass nigger!" Then the sheboon typed into the computer and had me give my ID. I been a customer of this bank for 12 years and this was the first nigger who serviced me. I had given it a form so it would deposit most and I wanted two thousand eighty in cash. I was given a receipt that showed the money was now in my account.

The nigger started counting out the cash I was owed and when finished, gave me it. I counted it to myself because I didn't trust this nigger and sure enough I was about two hundred short! I axed the sheboon that it made a mistake and I needed two hundred more. "But Is counted it, mista!" it yelled out. I said "No, when I counted there was two hundred missing. Can I see the manager!" The nigger snarled and yelled back "You musta hid it in yours pocket! I counted the change right!"

All the commotion had alerted a security guard who came over and demanded to know what the problem was. I told him that this sheboon took $200 from me. She screamed that she counted it fairly and that I was hiding it. The manager finally came over from hearing the loud fuss the sheboon was making and asked what was going on. I filled him in while the sow began squealing that she counted it right. I gave him the money and he counted it. Sho nuff, there was $200 short. He told the sheboon so but she yelled "He musta hided it!" I said that the sheboon saw me count the money right in front of her and I had no time to hide anything. I said they could even look at the surveillance camera if they wanted.

After I brought up the camera, miraculously the sheboon put $200 on the counter saying it fell on the floor while she was counting. I didn't buy it at all because niggers are criminals. I don't know how this one got a job at the bank unless AA or a liberal was responsible. The manager apologized to me and gave me a free tote bag that they give out to those who open new accounts. I didn't accept and told him that I wanted to close my account. This one niggerfuxated experience was enough for me!

I then left the bank and got into my car. I then called a friend to tell him of what happened. Twenty minutes or so later, I started to pull out of the parking lot but then as I'm driving away I see that sheboon with two security guards outside the building! I think it got fired or arrested..or both . I won't be going to that bank again. If they are stupid enough to hire one nigger then more and more will come in eventually. My friend recommended his bank that doesn't have any nigger tellers at all and that's where I opened a new account that very day.

Anybody else ever have coon-tact with niggers, and it just ruins your day?

Lots of people and religions claiming they're right. But I have an idea about what reall came first. So here's my made up two cents for religion. Hope ya like/hate it.

Before anything was even in existance, before time and space there was one. And that one was Death. For without him there would be no life. He is older than any god/anti-god. Any heaven/good place or hell/bad place. And he was so powerful he was separated into three parts of himself after the birth of his children.

His spirit which contains his undying essance and mystic prowess.
His mind which contains his influence over all.
And his body which is so giant and powerful, you are but a grain of rice in his hand.

This separation came after the birth time of the heavens and hells. His mistress pure and true was going to give birth to many children. These children would represent the sins/negetivities of all religions. The mistress caring for purity did not want Death changing them to be unpure of what they would be, which by changing them would save her life.

The heavens and hells put their quarrels aside to try to stop this birthing. For many months on end, the heavens and hells fought against Death, his three sworn brothers, and their armies. But alas, the armies could not break through. Durring the final days of the battles, The gods of the heavens and hells joined the battle. Forcing Death and all his sworn brothers and their armies to stay on the frontlines. It was that time the children were born.

Right after their birth, the children being what they were, turned on their mother right after birth and killed her with no remorse. And because they were sin/negitivity incarnate, as long as there was sin/negitivity they could not die. All the forces sensing this birth having happened, the fight was now useless. The time for a new power to lead the upcoming world was neigh.

It was then Death his sworn brothers and their armies made the Apocolispe pact. Only in the hours of this new worlds end shall these forces rise again to end the world to begin the process anew. The three sworn brothers were made housed behind Deaths house. The armies made into a vast petrified forest surrounding his house. And his parts separate.

The Spirit remains within the first house, that sits atop the mountain within his forest.
The mind stays with his children withing a looking mirror at the end of the second house that contains nightmares and shadows of madness that is housed within the mountain.
And the body remains in the throne room at the bottom of the third house under the mountain that brings any fears and paranoias you have to life.

And that's my story. Care to give your thoughts?

Wisdom overcomes all ignorance if people learn it. Educate yourself, TYT and RT america on youtube.

Part 6: Last day of skiing

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After I left the Sauna/Spa and went up to my room, I heard what kind of reward Mike got for playing the alpha male. That faint squeaking noise again. When Mike and Jolie got down to dinner, I was already there. She wore a wonderful dress again, with a little push up for her breasts. It was dark green, in perfect contrast to her hair. I cant really point a finger at it, but she looked like she just had sex. When I got close to her when she was at the salad buffet, I could even smell it. I guess it was the estrogene coming from her body. I got aroused and frustrated. I hadnt had my chance today. And I couldnt get any closer now. I finished my meal without seeing her again or being close to her. My frustration only got worse when I went to my room. I listend for them to come up too. When they came and passed, I went to my door to see if she slipped anything through this time. Nothing. I watched TV, read my book. Nothing would help. So I went to bed. When I was already half a sleep, I heard my phone vibrate. I looked at the clock. 11 pm. It was Jolie. I sat up immediately and was wide awake.
J: "I'm sorry, Mike was so protective of me. He would have recognized you if you came too close. I can chat now though, he is fast asleep."
Me:"It's okay. You looked beautiful at dinner tonight."
J: "Thanks! I was worried that my hair was messed up because I fucked Mike just before dinner."
Me:"I heard that. Your hair was fine."
J: "I'm sorry you must be frustrated, not a good topic to talk about that then. Just one more thing: Mike fell asleep so quickly, he didnt get me after dinner... I still need pleasure though..."
Me:"I have a spot for you right next to me... ;-)"
J: "I cant, its too dangerous. After last time, Mike was so suspicious."
Me:"Damn shame. Tomorrow is the last day for me..."
J: "For us too..."
- Pause -
Me:"I want to see you once more. I want to fuck you. Make you my slut."
J: "I would like that... but I dont see how... You make me wet..."
- Jolie sent a pic of her wet pussy -
- I sent a pic of my dick -
Me:"Send one with mike sleeping besides you on it"
- she did -
J: "You like that?"
Me:"Yeah I like it if you're my little slut..."

We continued chatting and exchanging pics for a while. She made me promise not to show any of those to anyone. And I only broke that rule for Anna (see my other stories). I told her I would try to follow them the next day and she agreed.
The next morning went by without anything interesting happening. I followed Mike and Jolie to the gondola as before, but this time I got into the cabin with them. It was a risk, but I felt like it. Jolie looked at me in panic, before trying to look relaxed. Mike didnt recognize me at first, but then said "Hey, dont I know you?" - my heart stopped for a moment - "You are a guest in the same hotel as we are!" "Oh yes! I think I saw you in the sauna the other day." Mike:"I hope you didnt stare at my fianceé like that old dude." He laughed. I laughed with him "No I didnt even had the chance. You left just as I came." Mike:"Right, right. So are you here on your own?" Me:"Yes, but I met nice people in the hotel." Mike:"Yeah? Who?" I looked at Jolie for a brief moment. She seemed tense. She hadnt talked at all. Me:"Well you know the cute receptionist?" Mike:"No way really? Nice bro." Me:"Thanks" even though I wasnt sure what he complimented me on. I barely suggested anything. We went silence for a little bit. When we arrived at the top, Mike asked me if I wanted to come with them. I agreed, even though Jolie looked scared. So we went down a few pistes, but after a while Mike said:"I wanted seen this black piste over at the other side, wanna join me?" Jolie answered:"You know I dont like black ones, they are too hard for me." I said:"Yeah, I'm not that good at snowboarding yet." Mike:"Okay you suckers can stay on the red piste all you want, I will try the black one. Lets meet here again in 20 min okay?" Without waiting for our answer, he went his way. We looked at each other. Smiled. We went down the piste half way, before turning into the forest once more. Once again she sucked me off, but she had to make it quick so it wasnt that much of a pleasure. I gave her a good mouth full anyway. We quickly went down the rest of the piste. The lift was only half filled when we left the bottom station. Jolie was sitting to the right of me, at the right-most seat. I leaned forward a bit, got out of my gloves and shoved my hand in her pants. My body should cover the view. She inhaled sharply. My fingers found her clit. I already felt her wetness. I played with her clit until we were close to the top station. Shortly before we arrived I told her "Get down from the mountain at 12:30 today." She looked at me in confusion, but didnt answer since we arrived and Mike was already waiting. When we reached him I said "It was nice skiing with you, but I wanna go solo for the rest of the day." Mike nodded "I get it man. Have fun!" I nodded and went my way. I made sure to be at the gondolas top station way before 12:30 so Mike wouldnt see me arrive. A little before the agreed time, Jolie arrived. We got into a cabin, I asked: "What did Mike say?" Jolie:"He wants to get as much as possible out of today." Me:"Well thats something we have in common." She smiled. While we went down hill it started snowing. Jolie sat besides me and my hand was in her pants again. She leaned against me as I fingered her pussy. Her soft moans were a pleasure for my ears. Shorty before the bottom station I managed to make her cum. She hugged me and said "Thank you. Thank you for everything." We got out of the cabin and I said "I'm not done yet. Come to my room right away, when you get into the hotel. Jolie:"But... What about Mike?" Me:" You are my slut now, dont forget that." Jolie smiled and said "Okay." I went into the hotel just before her. Went into my room and got my jacket and pants off, just before I heard her knock. She was still in her ski outfit. I took her jacket and pants off too. There she was, in her skin tight ski underwear. My cock grew in my pants. I grabbed her, pushed her towards the bed and made her bend over. She looked back at me while I peeled the bottom of her. Her ass plopped out. She stood up again and I removed her top. And her bra. Then her panties. She stood in the middle my room. Just seeing her made me hard. I threw her on the bed, got rid of my cloths as well and got over her. Kissing her. Then I got an idea. It had snowed the day before and there was still some on the balcony of my room. I grabbed some snow and went back in. I kissed her again and pushed some snow into her. It melted quickly but did it job. She moaned in excitement. I got over her and pushed her down. Forced her hands down and kissed her neck. I put my dick against her pussy, she nodded and said "do it to me... fuck me.."
I waited. She added:"Fuck me really, really hard. As hard as you can..." I rammed it in. She screamed, of lust or pain, I couldnt tell. But I fucked her. Harder and harder. She moaned louder and louder. Her first orgasm came soon, but I kept fucking. "yeaah yeahh keep going, keep going..." I did. I kept ramming my full 7 inches into her wet, tight hole. I came in her. Kept going, until her felt her pussy contract for the second time. I looked at the time.

Mike could come down any moment now. I helped her stand up and we went into the shower together. When I was applying soap to both of us, she pressed her ass against me. I covered my dick in soap, then spread her cheeks and put my tip against her asshole. She said "I never had an..aaaal", mid-sentence I pushed myself into her. I didnt go all the way - I couldnt ruin her ass like Angie's - but I fucked her with about half of it. She was in pain at first, but then seemed to enjoy it more and more, until after about 5 min she said "I just came..." I pulled out and force her to suck me off. I came in her mouth. We finished the shower. We got dress and she looked at her phone. Jolie: "Oh shit Mike will be here in 5-10 min.. I gotta go!" I slapped her ass and said "Thanks for making my skiing vacation so very... unique." She smiled, hugged me and said "We'll stay in touch yes?"
I nodded and she went to her room.

And thats the end of it. Jolie and I stayed in touch for a while, even sending nudes back and forth, after a few months she either lost interest or Mike somehow made her stop again. Since I started this story I tried to get in touch again, but no answer so far and I dont expect that to change.

If you liked it, please leave a like. That will encourage me to write more :)

I won a fight with my wife.

I'm logical. I'm respectful. She's the love of my life and I got tired of hiding the 3 side chicks. So I flat out told her. Her first reaction was anger. She claimed I didn't need anyone else, that she'd do anything they did. I shot that down quick,. They like anal, like group fun, enjoy exhibition, and piblic, and are into girl/girl. So she switched tactics and focused on dishonesty, which was fair except her opening response had been a lie that's already disproven. Red faced she went for the health risk. I pulled a key off my keychain "bottom drawer check the stack, I still test frequently and it's all dated". I explained the logic, the other 3 were purely physical release. I did things with them my wife was very clear she wasn't interested in. 3 because each introduced me to the next, and because it meant I had a chance 2 would be free that night. Absolute rage on her end but I told her I honestly I think that release valve made me a better husband. No resentment. No hate fucking. I honestly love her and could focus on her. Her retort was that if I wanted those things I could do it myself I didn't need help. That fight was last week.

Monday she told me the coffee was out. It's a small batch roaster, lives up in the mountains, peaceful hour drive. I just nodded, didn't say anything. Tuesday they reminded me again, same nod. Wednesday they got their period... I know because I time the coffee run to stop at an awesome hand crafted chocolate shop. I told you, I love her. So she's annoyed about coffee, now wants chocolate, asks when I'm going. "I'm not but please tell Jacques I said hi when you go". She presses, blames it on the fight, tries to guilt me into going. " I took your advice. I don't drink coffee, not big on chocolate, and you can do it yourself so just say hi for me". Mouth stammering, she's angry but no retort, no opening. I get a "Fine we're doing Indian tonight".  Amazing Indian place, in town, used to take her there once a month. My reply " no thanks I'm getting a pizza but I can do to go and meet you back here in 30 if you want to eat together ". Her eyes go wide and I ask if it's a bad time to mention the camping weekend this weekend with the guys. So she's got me Wednesday/Thursday and then I'm gone...

I sensed the seething rage so I explained. "You enjoyed the advantages of that release valve, loving husband, sex whenever no pressure, small batch coffee, handcrafted chocolate, Indian food, flowers weekly etc. I enjoyed the release valve.  But you put your foot down and made it clear, you can do it yourself. I gave her until Monday to decide. I'm fine with divorce. She can have half and my lawyer is on retainer. I love her but refuse to be in a position where only she benefits.

I have this dark fantasy.

As i returned to Master after having refreshed my makeup back into the perfect state that Master expected and demanded after having given him a blowjob after his dinner as usual, Master was standing waiting by the Polaris UTV waiting for me, holding a gag harness up for me. It was the gag harness i hated most, it was a large penis gag with a that had a large ball at the end. It really forced to to focus on managing my breathing since it reached deep down into y throat when fully tightened. Obediently i approached him, kissed the gag as i had been trained to and opened my mouth wide to accept the penis gag deep into my mouth. As it lodged itself deep into my throat i relaxed my throat and focused on my breathing as i held my ponytail away to make it easier for Master to tighten the straps around my head. i heard him snap small padlocks to the straps securing the harness on me. Next he motioned for me to turn around so he could lock a pair of stainless steel cuffs on my wrists and then lock them tightly together. With a firm grip on my arm he led me up and into the passenger seat of the UTV before securing me in place with the seat belt. He then went back to his tent and retrieved a small bag that he placed in the back of the UTV and got in behind the wheel and drove off, deeper into the forest carefully to avoid obstacles. i had no idea where we were going or what was happening but i was so used to obeying my Master blindly these days and i had given up resisting and trying to disobey just over a year ago. Every time i had resisted there had been severe consequences and it felt like Master had been so many steps ahead of me every time that i eventually gave up and surrendered totally. It had started with chatting online but eventually He had enforced His control over me and overpowered me and took full control of my life. Master headed deeper and deeper into the forest and eventually we arrived at the foot of a small mountain where he stopped. He went around the UTV and came around to my side where he opened the backpack and locked a pair of stainless steel ankle cuffs over my pink high heeled boots. The heels are almost 5 inches but the heels are not a stiletto heel, that would be too impractical. There was a 4 inch hobble chain locked between the cuffs severely hobbling me. The seat belt is released and Master attaches a chain to my stainless steel collar and pulls me out of my seat and onto the soft ground. With no sounds or emotions Master starts walking towards the foot of the mountain and i have no choice but to follow hobbling along, but fortunately Master walked slowly so i can keep up even though it takes an effort to keep up. i focus so hard on keeping up, not stumbling and the huge penis gag that i am somewhat caught off guard when Master stops in front of a locked steel bar gate. As i look up to see why we stopped, Master pulls out a lock pick kit and impressively quickly opens the padlock and pulls the steel bar door open. He then pulls out a powerful flashlight and leads me inside the old mine, now i have to focus even more on the ground in my high heels so i am soon very disoriented and when Master stops after several turns and twists i am totally lost. Master pulls me closer to the rock wall and i hear a loud click in the silence, and Master takes a few steps back and focuses his flashlight on an iron ring secured to the rock wall and a padlock. From that padlock goes a right chain and at first i can’t put the clues together into a clear picture but eventually it dawns on me, Master has secured me to that iron ring deep inside the mine.
i look up at Master and finally he speaks.
-Well, i am sorry to say that here is where our ways separate. I have said many times that the biggest thrill for me is to find, break and then train the perfect sissy slave. When I achieve that point with a sissy slave I get bored, I was a bit disappointed that you broke so quickly and gave up. You once told me about your deepest and darkest fantasy and it was being chained up and left in a deep dark cave so enjoy my sissy and goodbye.
Master turned and simply walked away without turning back or another word. i was totally surprised and my mind was completely blank as Master disappeared with the flashlight. i tried to follow him but was stopped by the chain after just a step. i try to pull against it to reach the disappearing light but there is no give. As the light from the flashlight went around a corner the darkness became compact. Carefully i moved backwards to the wall to get some support as i struggled to understand what just happened. Did Master really mean it or was it a trick to test me. Surely it was. With the support of the rock wall i sank down to a sitting position since it is easy to lose balance in real dark places. i try to smooth my dress out under me as i sink to the hard stone floor but i can’t since my hands are locked behind me. i listen intensely for Masters' footsteps as he returns for me. Surely he was just testing me. Of course he was, he’ll come back for me. Won’t he?

I need to share this because i can't think straight anymore. I confess, i am not a proper single mommy with only her kid on her mind. I've been lusting for 2 weeks now. Finally, after a long while of being celibate i found someone i want to explode with. I waited this long because i wanted it to be very special. I tried my best to stay strong but i can not anymore, i need human interaction. I will rape if i can't have what i want. I don't just want to be fucked, i want to fuck someone so bad they will faint. I want to faint too. I want damn violent nasty sex in all holes. Last guy fainted, but he turned a creepy guy after that wouldn't leave me alone. And the prick he begged for mercy, don't do that, fight me! It killed my libido. I hate desperate men.
But this time it will be better. I met this shy guy online and we haven't met in rl yet, but i know it'll be so good. Last few days have been hell, my pussy keeps leaking so bad i have to wear thick pantyliners, it's embarrassing. I can't wait to finally have a cock inside me again. I am aching for it so bad it actually hurts. I tried to pacify myself with toys, but it's just not good enough, i want a warm throbbing sword to cure my itch. I need it. I want to hold a hairy ass and thrust it into my loins. This guy told me he's in a mental facility, it turns me on even more, i hope he's a complete freakshow. I know that's bad, but i can't help it. I asked him to tell me more about himself, i fingered myself as i saw his texts trying to conceal he is a freak too. He will be in for a suprise alright. This tormenting arousal has turned me savage. I want him to strangle me, hurt me, rape my ass and have me suck wherever he pleases. I want to climb him like a mountain and grasp for air. I will ride him slowly, tease him with my tongue untill he bursts into insanity too and ravishes me like an animal. Oh god i want beastly sex. He's hot, seriously the man of my dreams. A little bit chubby with a belly button i would fuck if i had a penis, stubbled face nearly a beard, dark bodyhair, not tanned just natural, works on a farm, likes to get his hands dirty, he poses with a sigarette dangling from his lips... Just a good old fashioned manly man. I've never been that into anal but my rectum feels like prolapsing from wanting him inside me now. I hope he has dangling balls to choke me with. I want him to grab my hair and push my face in his furry groin. It will be 10 more days before we finally meet, he wants to know me better first... I'm playing along, acting coy, but damn he better not be hesitating too long or i will take my twitchy wet squishy cunt elsewhere. What is with men these days? Acting all timid when a girl gets straight to the point. I'm even traveling across the country to be fucked by him. I suggested a hotel, because i don't want his neighbours to gawk at him after i'm through with him. There will be a tub, i hope he tries to drown me and i want to swim in his cum. I want him so bad i'm going crazy. I'm not thinking of romance or a relationship, i just want a man that turns me desperate to touch again. A good man that will make me hunt him for more.

So this week I went Skiing. It reminded me of a story I'd like to share with you from a few years ago.

Best Ski Trip ever?

Then also I went skiing. Alone. I was going to go with my friends, before they all canceled. I dont even remember why, maybe some of them were sick etc. Doesn't really matter in the end. So I arrived at my hotel, late in the evening, dinner time. The receptionist was a really cute girl in her 20's. Wearing a dirndl, her tits sticking out quite a bit. No ring on her left hand, so maybe single. I flirted with her to test the waters. After I got my keys I still wasnt sure if she was single or not. Since dinner was already being served I just left all my stuff in my room, tried to put my valuables in the safe, didnt work. "whatever" I thought and went to dinner. Even though I arrived with dire thoughts, the receptionist already lifted my spirits and what I saw in the dining room even more so. Sitting at one table right in front of the room was a girl I knew from my teenage years, Jolie (french name btw). I even fucked her once, shortly after she turned 18. We were friends before that and even after for a while, but then came her boyfriend. He had his back turned to me, but I was pretty sure it was him, partly because of his hair etc. and partly because I knew they were engaged. It was his fault that I hadnt had contact with Jolie for the last years. He was an annoyingly jealous man (rightfully so, she was fucking around alot in her younger years). He basically forbade her to write/call me back.

So there she was, looking stunning in her dark blue, tight dress. Her tits were still kinda small, but I knew they felt amazing. She saw me and stopped speaking for a second, so I quickly turned away, so her BF Mike wouldnt see me when he turned around. I knew I couldnt directly contact her, I didnt have her number anymore since she changed it some years ago and her BF would go crazy if I came too close to her. I went to my table, where I could just barely see their table, I could only see her back. I told myself to be patient. I ate my dinner as fast as possible, so when I saw her finally get up, I could follow them in a distance.
I tracked them up to the floor with their room on it, they were just down the hall from me. I went to my door and just before I entered my cleared my throat to make them look. I then went inside immediately. I hoped, if they only caught a glimpse at me, she would recognize me and he wouldnt. Standing in my room I suddenly realized that I totally forgot to go to the receptionist to talk about the safe. So I waited a minuted and went down again. I told the receptionist, Angie, my problem and she said she would come up to my room with me, just as I hoped. While standing in the elevator, I continued to flirt, asked her about her day, stood just a little to close to her so our arms touched now and then. She didnt seem to mind. We arrived at my floor and got into my room. I showed her the problem with my safe. When she went to use the master key, I once again stood very close to her. I could smell her perfume. It was just a hint, but got me hard instantly. I pushed further, pushing my cock against her dress. She backed off a little, since she was finished and the safe open. She smiled at me saying "there I think that should fix it". I quickly asked: "Do you do roomservice as well? If so could you bring to drinks to my room, after your shift ends?" Her smile broadend and her answer was "Usually I dont, but maybe I'll do it this time." When she left my room, I could see her ass swinging for me. Seems like my luck turned. Maybe it wasnt that bad to go skiing alone I thought.

I had time to kill so I thought about a way to get in contact with Jolie. I remembered the following things about her: she loved to be touched with cold hands (or ice cubes); she could take Mikes whole cock in her mouth, but not mine; she loves going to the sauna. I remembered some other things, all irrelevant here though. I figured I would try to follow her while skiing, so I had to get up early tomorrow. I could also try to see her in the sauna, but I didnt know if Mike would be there, so I had to be cautious. I also thought, Mike probably wont recognize me, since I changed quite a bit since when I last saw Jolie, and I only saw him one time. Thinking about Jolie made me kinda hard, so I wanted to start fapping, changed into the bathrobe the hotel provided, but then I heard a knock on my door. I remembered Angie, wrapped the Bathrobe around my naked body and opened the door. Only then I realized that the bathrobe was kinda short (I'm pretty tall mind you) and my cock was almost sticking out from under it. Angie didnt wear her dirndl anymore, instead her chest was covered by a tank top, low cut and tight. She wore ass-tight jeans as well. In her hands she had two drinks. "Hey there" she said, smiling at me. Then her eyes went down to my half erect penis bulge. "Hey" I said back, blushing because of my bulge. She rushed in, put the drinks on the table and said: "I dont think we need those." She then turned around to me, reached under my bathrobe and felt my balls. I kissed her passionately, grabbing her tits. She definitely liked to be in control and I let her. She pushed me on the bed, stripped out of everything and sat on my dick, pushing me down. I let her do it. She did right my dick really well, I have to say. When I tried to grab her tits she pushed my arms down. She was in complete control. I stopped trying and let her do everything she wanted. When she came riding me, she got off and started blowing my cock. She liked tasting her own juice I think. When I blew my load in her mouth, she almost choked on it. She definitely didnt expect that much cum. It was dripping from her mouth, so she licked her lips. I was exhausted, but she got dressed quickly saying: "I cant get caught fucking guests. But if you want we can do this again some time." I nodded and let her go, too tired to say anything.
That night I dreamt of Jolie. Fucking her just like I fucked Angie. When I woke up to my alarm, my dick was rock hard. I had no time to fap though, since I wanted to catch Jolie and Mike. Just before I wanted to leave my room, I heard steps in the hallway. I didnt want to crash into Jolie and Mike, so I stayed in my room. When the steps reached my door, I heard a familiar voice say "oh my shoelace got loose." I stopped breathing for a second. Could it be? Few seconds later a tiny strip of paper was slipped under my door. I heard the steps continue on their way, took the paper and read: "Is that really you? If yes, write me a short message saying 'Is this Abigale?' Mike cant know." Her phone number was written below. My plan of last night actually worked! Of course I immediately wrote the message. Then I left my room. before I got to the dining room, I recieved a message: "No this is Jolie. Wrong number, sorry!" I knew she would write something like that. Mike had to be distracted. I then entered the dining room, smiled at Jolie, she didnt appear to recognize me, until Mike looked down on his food. Then she smiled at me for a split second.

The morning continued without further interferences. I managed to stay close to Mike and Jolie and went up the mountain in the cabin just behind them. There were not a lot of people there is early in the morning. When we arrived at the upper station, I feared I would lose them, but Jolie intentionally slowed Mike down. Since I was in full Ski suit now, he wouldnt recognize me. I followed them down some pistes. All pistes where almost empty so I had to keep my distance. Racing behind them was a lot of fun. I did that the whole day. Then they went to the upper station of the gondola again, which had brought us up this morning. Jolie took off her ski, but Mike did not. He kissed her goodbye and went on skiing. I took of my snowboard as well and came up to her. "Hey there, need someone to carry your ski?" I said, smiling broadly. She turned around, looked at me, first confused, but when I took of my glasses, she smiled and hugged me. "its so good to see you again!" I hugged her back. Pressed her against my chest. "Are you done skiing already?" I asked. She nodded and said "I thought that would be the only way we could get in touch. If you keep writing me, Mike would notice." I responded "Lets do it like this: if you text me, I know its safe to text you. Mike will never know." She nodded. We took the gondola downhill. We were sitting right next to each other, not talking, just enjoying the view. I layed my hand on her thigh. Even through the fabric of her cloths I could feel her warmth. She froze for a second. But did not remove my hand. She looked a bit irritated. "I know what you are thinking. You have Mike. But be honest, why did you contact me?" she looked and me. Then at the floor. "I missed you, and I missed your cock. His dick is so small, I barely get any pleasure from fucking him anymore." We were already half way down the mountain. I put my hand in her crotch. She flinched, but didnt move. I decided to be bolder and moved my hand inside her pants. She flinched again, but this time because my hand was cold. I touched her clit and she bit her lip. We were almost at the bottom, so I knew I wouldnt have time to finish it, but I still started fingering her. Her moans followed quickly. She spread her legs, my fingers slipped even deeper into her. Then I had to remove my hand. She looked at me in spite, but then smiled and said "you'll have to finish that later." I answered:" Will you go to the Sauna? will Mike come?" She thought about it for a moment and said "Mike hates the heat. Lets meet in the sauna at 4 PM."
The gondola doors opened and we left the cabin. Jolie recieved a text just then. "Mike is coming down" she said. I nodded and left her to wait. When I went back to the hotel, Angie was sitting behind the reception. I smiled at her, got my key from her with a small note, saying "tonight, 10 pm, your room." I winked at her, she winked back and I went up to my room to take a shower.
End of part 1

I confess I was air-dropped into the mountains of central Laos to find a suitable site for an airfield base. I scoured the mountainous, forested terrain on foot and finally found an ideal valley near the Plain of Jars.