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a gentle one, a
mere brushing of lips, a fitting accompaniment to them lying there holding
hands.
    “Remember when we first met?” asked Corey. “I’d
just started work at the firm and I walked into the break room and you were
sitting there with your feet on the table, legs wide apart, rubbing your thigh
muscles—a pulled hamstring.”
    “Hell, yeah. You walked in the door and looked
at me, looked at my cock, and the damn thing nearly burst out of my pants. I
totally forgot about the hamstring as soon as I saw where you were looking.”
    “And such a delicious cock it’s proven to be,”
said Corey. “It’s given me a lot of pleasure, as you have.” He rubbed his thumb
over the soft inside skin of Derek’s wrist. “And the very next week you took me
to the Hiking Club and I was instantly addicted. Addicted to
you. Addicted to your cock. And
addicted to hiking. And now we’re both addicted to Andy
as well.”
    “Yeah—I really think she might be the one to
make us into a permanent threesome. She fits right in with us both and, as you
said, ‘has my cock in a permanent knot’. I really hope this is it.”
    “Me too. She seems damn near a perfect match
for us both.”
    The men leaned across the sleeping form of Andy
and shared a kiss, then dropped more kisses on her head before settling down to
sleep.

Chapter Five
     
    The third day of the walk was a demanding one
up Haggity’s Mountain, then down to Haggity River. Most hikers chose to camp at the river and
then walk for three hours to the parking lot pickup point at East Haggity the following day. This was where Howard would be
meeting them at noon on Sunday.
    The trail up Haggity Mountain was narrow, winding and rocky, but clearly marked so easy to follow.
Nevertheless Andy found herself spending a lot of time
watching her feet rather than the scenery. Twisting an ankle on one of the many
loose rocks wasn’t in her plans for the day.
    Fortunately her boots were good ones and her
soles maintained a good grip on the ground. At each new, higher plateau she
paused to look around. The day had begun with the air clean, crisp and
fresh-smelling, but as they climbed higher up the mountain Andy noticed a
definite scent to the trees.
    “Eucalyptus!” she exclaimed. “That scent is
eucalyptus! They’re not native. Who on earth would have planted eucalyptus way
out here?”
    “It’s because they’re drought-resistant and
evergreen,” explained Corey. This side of the mountain is a rain shadow zone so
the park authorities planted eucalyptus here maybe ten, fifteen years ago to
help stabilize the soil.”
    A lively conversation about different types of
trees kept them occupied until the end of the ridge trail where they decided to
stop for an early meal before tackling the downward path.
    Andy had spent a lot of time that morning
thinking about what would happen after the upcoming night. Her ass was a little
sore and some of her muscles were a bit stiff but the steady walking had
loosened her up and she was looking forward to another night of ménage
activity. But what
about afterward? Will they
just go home to their house and ignore me
on future day hikes? Could we go back to being casual acquaintances
after three days of hot and heavy action? Derek certainly seems to want to keep fucking me but what about Corey?
Corey’s his true full-time partner. And
what about that final whispered comment I heard Derek make about finding a
permanent woman to become a triad? Is he considering me for that role? How do I
feel about it if they ask me? Do I want a relationship or would I be happy with
just a memory?
    Would I
move into their house? I need my
independence. One of the reasons I like walking so much is that I can be alone
with my thoughts and experience the beauty of nature without have to conform with social niceties and endless chitchat. I don’t know
whether I’d be happy sharing a house with two other people all the time. Having to adjust to their needs and