My summer in Alaska was turning out to be quite an adventure. I caught a 126 lb. Pacific Halibut, went bear hunting, learned how to fly fish, and had amazing sex just about every night with either Mike or Neil (and sometimes both!). I had been hired as a fisheries technician at a remote salmon hatchery, and in the gender minority, found myself surrounded by attractive men. Three in particular were Mike, Neil, and Rob.
With my charming personality and curvy body I quickly gained the attention of tall, muscular Mike and lean, rugged Neil. They were best friends, of course. Luckily, both men were pretty easy going about the whole three-way affair, although Mike became somewhat jealous when I spent time alone with Neil.
I had to admit, Neil was a better lover. He was sure of himself and had a firm hand with me while we made love. Our passion could be harvested and sold by the pint, it was that intense. Also, Neil was up for it anytime, anywhere; for instance the women's shower stall.
Mike had his strong points too though; he had a larger cock and was better at cuddling and snuggling than Neil. When I wanted to pout on someone's shoulder, be babied, and held tight, I would turn to Mike. He was a good listener; quiet yet kind. We would make love slowly in his bed just staring into each other's eyes until I would become multi-orgasmic.
When all three of us got together the sex was mind-blowing. We tried every position from finger-cuffs to double-penetration. We often had sex on the dock up at the Lake. They learned to share me, and didn't mind sloppy seconds. Neil seemed to relish it the most, actually. I loved the attention from both men, although I missed my boyfriend back home in San Diego.
My boyfriend Greg had agreed to my suggestion of an open relationship on one condition; I had to tell him all the naughty details by phone as he masturbated. This task was highly arousing for me; not only could I hear the shock and delight in his voice as I described my manage trios trysts, but the only telephone was in the Manager's office. The possibility of getting caught during the act of phone sex with Greg just added fuel to the fire. Not only could the manager walk in on me, but any of the other employees as well. I would usually wear a short skirt without undergarments for my torrid phone calls, incase I also needed to stroke my genitals. I loved to hear Greg grunt and groan during his orgasm.
A few times while on the phone with Greg, I was caught by Rob, the manager, with my hands between my legs sitting in his office chair. Every time, I tried to play it off like I was adjusting my skirt. Rob being a gentleman either pretended not to notice, or was completely naive to my wandering fingers. I doubted the latter however; Rob was no dummy.
I had to give Rob credit; for an older guy he had an amazing body. At first I assumed he was chubby because his chest was like a barrel. He perpetually wore a faded sweatshirt that hid his muscular physique. I finally realized he was a weight-lifter when I ran into him at our small gym. Jar-heads and muscle men usually don't do it for me, but the first time I was him shirtless, I couldn't tear my eyes away from his impressive biceps and sculpted pectorals. His body was that of a Roman God, well, except he was bald and rather short.
Rob was very similar to my own height; I suspected close to 5'7". But his large frame, light step, and jovial humor made him appear taller. He possessed a commanding presence; and he was an excellent manager. Everyone loved him. Rob loved to tease and joke around, but he knew the boundaries not to cross. He had attractive blue eyes and a warm face; I liked him immediately.
I decided to flirt with him a few times to see what his reaction would be. I was surprised to find him a bit shy and taken aback each time I did this. It made me feel guilty and ashamed to hit on someone who saw me as only an employee, a liability, and not as a sexual being. Whenever I would flirt with him he would just blush and change the subject, or joke with me before walking away. Honestly, Mike and Neil kept me so busy I never had much time to ponder Rob's actions.
He didn't seem to mind me staring at him in the gym, though. His body was amazing. I often wondered why he was held up in the middle of nowhere with no one to show off that body to, when he should be flexing it on Muscle Beach, California. In fact, the men loved to joke around that Rob's tits rivaled my own in size!
Today was no different from any other day off; I sunbathed at the Lake, got pounded by Neil and Mike in turn, and decided to lift some weights before taking a shower. I was not surprised to see Rob running on the treadmill when I walked into the gym. He was listening to his iPod and breathing hard, but managed to shoot me a sincere smile through his thick beard. I loved the way his dirty-blonde facial hair moved around on his face when he smiled widely. I knew there were dimples under there somewhere.
I decided to skip the cardiovascular work-out; I did that earlier when Neil bounced me on his lap. Then Mike and I fucked doggie-style up against the desk in his room. Both men had unloaded inside of me so I was in desperate need of a shower. I just wanted to do some quick sets before bathing.
Without looking over to Rob, I approached the free-weights and bench. I started with some easy bicep moves and then moved to flys. I noticed that Rob would glance over at me every few seconds to study my form. I was extra-careful to maintain my posture since I knew he was watching me. A few times our gazes met but then darted away quickly.
I sat down on the bench and moved a larger weight over my head to work my triceps. Rob had finished jogging and toweled off a few feet away from me. He removed his orange tank-top by pulling it over his head and baring his taunt abdominals. When he turned away from me I studied his wide lats, the trapezius bulging at the back of his neck, and his large deltoids bubbling at the tops of his shoulders. He turned around abruptly and caught me staring.
"Hey, let me help you; you're going to hurt your back if you keep arching it like that," he said. He approached me from the right and placed his hand on my lower back. "Here; try not to arch it. Focus on bringing your belly-button to your spine."
"Okay..." I tried to do as he asked. It was difficult to concentrate as his hot flesh touched mine.
"That's better. Now, keep your elbows right next to your ears. Exhale when you bring the weights up...good."
I exhaled suddenly when his arm brushed up against my breast by accident. With one hand on my lower back, and one holding my elbows in, his bare arm grazed the side of my breast as I went through the motion. Goosebumps popped out on my flesh and the hair on the back of my neck stood up. I became vaguely aware of moisture and the dull thud of arousal in the depths of my womanhood.
I couldn't help it, but I became very aroused sitting next to Rob. His hands gripped me gently; they were thick like bear paws. I could feel the heat radiating from his sweaty body as he stood behind me. I could actually feel his breath on the back of my neck, softly cooling my own perspiration that formed there.
My voice cracked lightly, "...you sure know what you are doing."
"We'll it's one of my serious hobbies. I love to challenge my body."
"I...I can tell. I mean, you have a nice body. Um, it's obvious you spend a lot of time in here," I stammered.
I could tell he was smiling behind me. "Probably too much time; the gym is my girlfriend."
I laughed, "Does that mean I should wipe the benches before I sit down? Make sure there's no Essence d'Rob?"
He chuckled, "Ummm no, I don't love it THAT much." He was blushing again. I could feel the extra heat radiating off of him.
"Why don't you have a girlfriend, Rob?" I asked.
"...Oh geez, I dunno. I don't think I am THAT picky. Being out here in the boonies makes it difficult to meet the right girl. I try to hire as many females as possible, but then they just leave at the end of the summer. I guess I am afraid to hit on seasonals too...um...because I am the boss and I could get into trouble with that."
"Yeah, but you are allowed to date females who are working for this company too, right?" I inquired.
