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I�m an instructor at a health club, I�m young and quite fit and do pick up quite a few ladies there, sometimes they are married, though I wouldn�t admit it to just anyone! The other day a good looking girl was flirting with me, when her husband came along. He didn�t seem to mind though, and she carried on right in front of him. Then I talked with them together, and they invited me to their place for a take, they insisted. I was just finishing for the day and went straight from the club.
We had a couple of takes and were going to go for a walk to their retreat cabin they wanted to show me up the hill, they lived out in the sticks it was very scenic, but we would have to walk, no road.
That was when it started, first he insisted I wear some boots, it was marshy, and muddy, and I didn�t want my sneakers dirty, so agreed. He came back with these calf length trekking boots, brand new in a box, my size. These boots were like the most expensive in the shop, they had cleats and gadgets of all sorts, he knelt down and held them while I put them on and adjusted the straps and even pumped them up for me, while I stood there!
Next when we went out, he only had old sneakers on while me and his wife both wore these boots with cleats. He was slipping around in the mud, while we walked by comfortably. She made no end of fun of him, I had to laugh, once he slipped right over and as he went to get up she pushed him over again with her foot.
Then next her boots had got clogged with mud, so she had him scrapping them, digging the mud out with a stick, while she stood there talking with me. When he was done she told him to do mine, I didn�t argue. It was a weird and exciting feeling just standing there talking to her and laughing while I could feel her husband digging away under my feet. The process was repeated several times after that.
Finally we had to cross some marshy ground, her husband being dirty already volunteered to move logs for us to step on, the mud was knee deep or more, he just waded around in it while we stayed high and dry. Then we had 2 or 3 meters to go, too far to jump, when there was nothing at hand for us to step on except him、he insisted. Being cushioned and comfortable I had forgotten the cleats until I felt them gripping on his ribs, it must have been excruciating for him. I never thought I was a sadist, but I had to go slowly and savor the feeling before jumping off, it was quite exhilarating. Steph followed me and kissed me, as if we had completed a mission, as she landed in my arms smiling. We had to do the same on the return, he assured me it didn�t hurt, and I didn�t care.
There was clearly something erotic going on, but im not sure what. Does he like pain? Or embarrassment or both? Does he like being trodden on, if so then why not just his wife? Is he gay or bisexual, I don�t want to get involved with that, but I have to admit feeling him suffer under my boots did get me aroused if not excited! Most importantly what about Steph, she was flirting with me, can I go for it? She�s a babe! We didn�t even reach their cabin & I have been invited back, should I be more proactive, I feel I should take the lead and give orders to him, as she does. Can anyone give me some pointers? I don�t know much about these things.
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