Note: This is my first story submission. My wife and I decided to try writing something steamy with the same basic premise (a couple encounters a handsome hiker on a secluded hiking trail), then compare how things diverge or overlap. This is my take. I will post her piece separately.
The Hiker
Will knew Marie wanted to fuck the hiker as soon as he saw them lock eyes on the rocky mountain path. He knew this because Marie was his wife, so he knew the hiker was more than just her "type". No, this man had practically stepped right out of her wildest dreams.
Marie was about to fasten the button on her hiking shorts, having just relieved herself in the brush just a few feet off the trail, when she realized someone was approaching. At first, she was startled by the presence of another person, as her panties had been around her ankles only moments before. She had been convinced she and her husband were all alone on the trail, having not seen another hiker all afternoon.
Summer sunlight slanted through the trees, and dappled shards of light shone on the path and the approaching figure. Marie's feeling of sudden panic quickly subsided as the hiker came into clear view, heading in the opposite direction as their destination.
The hiker was a man who looked to be in his mid to late forties, with slightly dirty brown hair that came down to a set of broad shoulders. His jaw was square and covered with a soft stubble. His tanned muscles pulled the fabric of his shirt tight across his arms and chest. He was obviously a very handsome man, but what really caught Marie off guard were his eyes, almost startling in their steely blue intensity. They were eyes that seemed like they might mesmerize those who gazed into them too long. Which is just what Marie did, she realized, before she could stop herself.
The hiker was named Thom, and as he approached, he took Marie's lingering glance as an invitation to do the same. His eyes quickly assessed the woman in front of him. She was petite, but looked strong. She had olive skin and long curly brown hair framing her cute round face, speckled with freckles, and bright green eyes. She was wearing hiking boots and khaki hiking shorts that showed off her smooth tan legs. Her t-shirt hung slightly above her navel, her modest but shapely breasts holding the fabric away from her flat stomach. Thom thought she looked like she might be in her late twenties. He also thought he'd love to fuck her. He had caught a glimpse of her white panties as she buttoned her shorts and felt his cock swell against his leg.
Thom wore boots with wool socks and hiking shorts that stretched against his thighs as he walked toward her. At first Marie thought he might be hiding a rolled up pair of socks in his shorts, as there was a sizable bulge that pulled her eyes inexorably downward from his movie star face. But then she saw the distinct outline of the head of his cock and immediately felt her cheeks blaze as blood rushed to her face, and a sudden wetness between her legs.
She thought there was no way her husband didn't notice how her face reddened as the hiker smiled at her and said "Hello" as he approached. She had offered a coy smile in return, her face made even cuter by the new color in her cheeks.
As Thom passed the couple at a steady pace, his eyes, which had been cooly but hungrily taking in every inch of Marie, flicked towards the man with her. Will was wearing a long sleeved hooded tee and shorts. His hiking boots were worn and covered in scratches, indicating they shared a love of walking in the backwoods of the world. He was handsome, lean and fit. His thin frame was covered in taut muscles and he was tall. He stood a good foot taller than the woman at his side, but still they made a very attractive couple. Thom hoped this kindred spirit wouldn't get on his wife's case too much for gawking at him a bit.
Thom knew he had this effect on women, and he had used it to his advantage many times over the course of his life. In addition to his good looks and athleticism, Thom had also been in a band in his youth and still performed occasionally on weekends. This combination of good looks and talent, along with his nearly hypnotic eyes, made him nearly irresistible to most women, regardless of age or marital status. He had had his fair share of married women before, typically without the husband's knowledge, but not always. Some guys like to join in, which is fun. Others preferred to watch...
As he passed the couple, he entertained a quick fantasy of fucking the woman from behind as her husband watched and jerked his little dick. He imagined himself grabbing her long brown hair and pulling her head back into a deep kiss as he slammed his thick cock into her shining wet pussy, over and over and over. He'd give her a taste of real dick, and she would be unable to control herself, moaning loudly and pleading with him to keep going...harder...yes, yes, oh fuck yes...
Thom smiled at this thought as his blue eyes met the other man's light gray ones. He was vaguely expecting to see irritation in the man's face due to how brazenly he'd been leering at his wife. But, when their eyes met, Thom sensed the husband did not seem irritated or jealous about how he'd been ogling her (and vice versa). Rather, he looked...amused? Yes, and maybe a bit smug.
Will actually was feeling quite amused, and to be honest, very aroused. His beautiful wife had nearly been caught with her cute little bare ass out on the trail by a man he knew looked pretty much exactly like the "dream" guy she'd always described when they were drunk and talking about their deepest desires. The look on her face had been priceless. Besides, what did he have to worry about? He gets to go home with Marie, who may look like she is in her twenties, but is actually pushing forty and still fucks him like a porn star.
On top of that, he couldn't deny that he also found the hiker very handsome. He'd always been very sexually adventurous, and wasn't afraid to admit that he had felt at least some physical attraction to men of a certain type, of which the hiker was certainly one. The way the hiker had looked at his wife so openly and lasciviously had also turned him on a little. He enjoyed knowing his wife was as desirable to others as she was to him. But there was something else, too. He'd seen the hiker's prodigious bulge and couldn't help but be impressed and a bit envious.
All of this happened in the span of a few seconds. The sound of the hiker's boots on the rocky trail slowly grew fainter as he continued down the trail. He crossed a gently flowing creek, stepping carefully across the rocks breaking the water's surface, then disappeared from view.
The couple stood quietly on the trail. Marie's cheeks were still burning and she turned slowly towards Will, who was smiling at her slyly. Her mouth gaped comically and she fanned herself with her hand. They both burst out laughing. When they regained their composure, he took her in his arms and they kissed with smiles on their faces.
This unexpected little daydream was actually just the latest of a series of sexually charged moments they'd had that day. They'd been extremely handsy with each other since they woke up that morning. They felt each other up under the table while they had breakfast, and Marie had pulled down the front of her shorts and flashed her pubic hair at him in the parking lot of the restaurant where they had lunch. She had even sucked his cock for a while in the car, until the road to the trail became too rutted and bumpy. They always got really turned on when they knew they'd be coming to their secret spot, far off the main trail.
They headed off down the trail together, both a bit aroused and lost in their thoughts. The quiet sounds of the dense forest faded as the trail opened up to a spectacular view of the surrounding mountains. He caught her eye, then picked up his pace with a wink and a smile. Not much farther and they would be at their secret spot.
They were both sure their brief encounter with the hiker would be something they would laugh and joke about over drinks for years. He would soon become yet another of their lives' "what ifs".
