Straying in the Woods: A Hotwife Fantasy Read online

  "Yeah, it might be kinda fun," he said. "Besides. We'd be the only people in class to have actual pictures of the place where our legend started!"

  I sighed and smiled. This was it. We were doing this. I was doing this. Bryce grinned, though I’m sure it was nothing compared to the smile that’d be on his face if he realized exactly what just happened at this table. Exactly what I’d just agreed to. Well, he’d find out soon enough.

  "C'mon Nicole," Bryce said. "It's not like there's anything to be afraid of up there, right? There's not really a Beast up there to stalk us if it's all a bunch of crap, right?"

  I rolled my eyes. I had a weird mixture of emotions roiling through me. Apprehension, worry, and below all of that an undercurrent of arousal and excitement. I took a deep breath. Dan had his chance. Now it was mine. I could still say no. I could call the whole thing off. I could let them go up there and get eaten alive by mosquitoes while they chased a tourist trap. I glanced to Bryce and he turned that thousand watt smile on me.

  "Fine. I'll go on your stupid camping trip."

  Bryce's face broke into a huge grin. His smile looked kind of nice when it wasn't turned up in that cocky grin. Nice enough that it set a tingle running through the pit of my stomach as I thought of that smile looking down on me while his powerful body moved up and down on top of me and...

  I shook my head. There was a time and a place for that and it wasn’t in the middle of an English class. Time to get in a little dig.

  "Besides. It'll be fun watching you jumping like a little girl every time you hear a raccoon acting "really spooky" walking through the woods up there."

  The grin faltered. I smiled. It was a small win, but I'd take what I could get.

  3: Happy Trails

  That’s how I ended up standing on a gravel road in the middle of the woods with a backpack full of stuff I figured would be useful on an overnight trip in the woods. Sleeping bag, pajamas, some food. It's not like we were roughing it hiking up to a ridge that was an hour away from a filling station.

  I looked at my watch and sighed. You'd think the jerk could at least be here on time if he was going to insist we go on a stupid camping trip. And where was Dan? I should’ve gone over to his apartment and picked him up, but he’d insisted on driving separately. Of course now that I was standing here alone I had a few good ideas why he was running fashionably late.

  As though those thoughts were enough to summon him sure enough Bryce appeared down the gravel road. With Sarah walking beside him in a low cut purple tanktop bearing the university logo. So much for Dan arriving late in the hopes I might get a little alone time with Bryce before everyone arrived. By the way she was jiggling in that top and the way Bryce was shooting not-so-subtle glances at the jiggling it looked like she didn't bother with a bra.

  Her ass was encased in a pair of the tightest and shortest shorts I think I'd ever seen and Bryce was giving appreciative glances to those as well as he walked just a half step behind her, like that wasn't the most obvious move in the book. I don't know what annoyed me more, that he was walking along staring at her ass like that or that I was suddenly irritated that I'd dressed in a pair of sensible jeans instead of rocking my own short shorts. I put in my hours at the gym every day and I was sure my ass in a pair of shorts would put Sarah's to shame.

  Why did I even care? It's not like I wanted Bryce staring at my ass, right?

  Well Sarah was going to regret those shorts once we got off this gravel road and into the woods.

  And Bryce. Oh my, Bryce. He had a hiking pack slung over his wide shoulders, and under that he wore the most form fitting tank top I think I've ever seen on a man. And what a form it was fitting. I knew objectively that Bryce was a good looking man. Hell, I drooled over him every day in class. You look at people and you catalog them without really thinking about it and my subconscious had always put him in the "damn" category even if my conscious mind couldn't stand the way he acted half the time.

  Still. The way he stood in that tank top that formed to every rippling muscle on his toned body leaving nothing to the imagination. Those tiny drops of sweat forming on that strong neck and running down those broad shoulders. The way his abs tapered down to that fit waist and his powerful legs working in those tight jeans.

  Damn.

  "Sorry we're late," Sarah said. "We had a little trouble finding a place to park."

  We? They drove together? What the hell? Were they together? Suddenly I was wondering if we were even going to get a chance to set our little plan into motion.

  "Whatever," I shouldered my pack. "Did you see Dan down there?"

  As though in answer my phone chirped. I pulled it out and swiped at the screen. Dan was here. And he needed someone to show him where we were. And maybe carry his camera bag. Knowing him he probably brought a hiking pack, a couple of air mattresses, and a bunch of other stuff that was completely unnecessary when you were “roughing it” in a location that was less than a quarter mile from the nearest 24 hour convenience store.

  “Is that your man?” Bryce asked. I didn’t like the way he emphasized “your man” but decided to let it slide.

  I rolled my eyes. “Yeah, and he needs someone to give him directions and grab his camera.”

  Bryce surprised me by turning to Sarah, not me. "Fine, go help him."

  "What?" Sarah said.

  “Excuse me?” I said. I’d already started down the trail which brought me closer to Bryce. It’s not like it was that far to the parking lot from here. Maybe a ten or fifteen minute hike one way if you were moving at a good clip.

  "You’re carrying the least amount of stuff. Go for it," Bryce said.

  I did have to concede that point. It was a perfectly rational explanation for his sudden interest in getting rid of Sarah. And yet it also had me excited that maybe there was a chance after all. Both of us had decent hiking packs and Sarah looked like she was getting ready for a day at the mall.

  "But," her eyes darted between me and Bryce then narrowed. "Fine, whatever. I'll be back."

  I raised a hand to stop her, to say I’d go meet Dan, but something stopped me from saying anything. This was what Dan wanted, right? Bryce was giving me the opportunity we’d been hoping for, so why not take it?

  Bryce chuckled as she stormed back down the path, though I noticed his amusement didn't prevent him from taking a nice long and appraising look at her ass before she disappeared around a bend.

  "You could probably get her to text you a pic," I said. "It would last longer."

  Bryce turned that cocky smile on me and shrugged. "I probably could, but there's no fun if there's no challenge."

  "You're a pig," I said.

  "Being a single guy checking out a single girl makes me a pig?" Bryce said.

  "Well…" I started, but he interrupted me.

  “Now if I was to check out a girl who was good and taken,” he said as his eyes ran up and down my body again. “Someone might call me a pig if I did that.”

  I shivered under that gaze. He dropped his pack to the ground and took a step closer. Closer. And then he was right in front of me. Okay, so driving here with Sarah definitely didn’t mean he’d lost interest in me. I couldn’t believe this was actually happening! His rippling muscles were inches away from mine. He looked down at me with an intense hunger that had my breathing picking up and my pussy getting moist. Holy shit that gaze was intense and so fucking hot!

  “You would be a pig if you did that,” I said with a smile.

  “Only if the attention was unwanted,” he whispered. He smiled and leaned down so that his lips were inches from mine and all I could think about was this god standing before me, though I did spare a thought for Dan. He’d hate that he was missing this, but I’d be sure to tell him all about it later.

  “Is the attention unwanted Nicole?” he asked, so quiet that I wouldn’t have been able to hear him if he wasn’t so close.

  I closed my eyes and inhaled his scent. God it was intoxicating! His body, his ph
ysique, his cocky attitude. I was riding that razor’s edge between lust and hate Dan talked about at that lunch a few days back and at the moment lust was definitely winning out. I was in the moment. This was happening. I wanted this so very bad, so I figured I might as well go for it. I leaned up and pressed my lips against his and he let out a surprised grunt. Obviously he wasn’t expecting that, but he reacted in an instant.

  Bryce was all over me and it was like I was being swept along by a tsunami of lust. He wasn’t a man. He was a force of nature washing over me. His muscular arms wrapped around me as his lips pressed down against me. I felt his rock hard cock pressing against my pussy which just served to turn me on so much more. His lips opened to mine and I let out a quiet gasp, not quite believing that this was actually happening. Not quite believing that I was letting another man press against me like this even if I did have Dan’s permission. Not quite believing that the man I was letting in like this was the man I’d spent the better part of the semester absolutely despising.

  One of his powerful hands ran up to my breasts and traced along my nipples. I gasped into his mouth at that electric contact. I was so close to the edge. I was so close to giving myself over completely. The only thing that stopped me, that kept the sanctity of my engagement at least somewhat intact for now, was the sound of feet scraping on gravel.

  As soon as that sound came from around the bend in the path Bryce was gone. Back over by his pack inspecting it as though that was the only thing he’d been doing this entire time. I was left barely able to stand. My legs felt like they were going to buckle underneath me. Okay. I hadn’t misread the signs. Bryce was definitely interested, and my body, my mind, was screaming out for more.

  My breath was coming in ragged shuddering gasps. My pussy was on fire and I felt as though all it would take was squeezing my legs together just a little and I’d be over the edge. Only I heard voices. Dan and Sarah. I probably shouldn’t come right as they were rounding the bend.

  I forced myself to calm down. I concentrated on my breathing. I concentrated on slowing the shuddering spasms running through my body. Holy fuck did Bryce know how to play me! I hadn’t felt this way since, well, I couldn’t remember if I’d ever felt this hot before!

  As their voices grew closer and closer Bryce looked at me one last time.

  "Trust me Nicole. I'm just a man who knows what he wants and likes a good challenge."

  He stared at me long and hard as he said that and I was suddenly oh so aware that we were standing there completely alone in the middle of the woods.

  "And I'm a man who goes for what he wants even if it is a challenge."

  I looked into his eyes and there was a flash of something there that surprised me. Not his usual arrogance. Not his usual cockiness. It was as though there was something lurking just beneath the surface, a cool confidence mixed with something far more primal. Something that made my knees shake and my pussy quiver as he held my gaze for what felt like an eternity but was probably only a few seconds.

  Sarah and Dan came around the corner and broke the spell. Dan puffed up the road doing an odd little mix of jogging and walking. He had a satchel of some sort instead of a backpack and a sleeping bag roll slung over his back, though what supplies he expected to stuff into that small satchel was beyond me. It was also obvious he didn’t actually need any help if that small satchel was all he brought, leaving no doubt in my mind as to exactly why he’d called for help. Sarah followed behind him carrying a tripod slung over a shoulder and Dan’s camera bag slung over the other shoulder. She looked at me and Bryce but didn't say anything.

  "Sorry I'm late babe. We have everything?" Dan asked.

  "I brought everything but the silver bullets," Bryce said with a smile and a wink at me. Jerk. Though the thought wasn’t as white hot as it might’ve been a few days ago. Not after what had just happened.

  "I've got the digital camera," Sarah said. She held up a bag I knew well. It housed Dan’s precious DSLR camera, though a cell phone camera would’ve done just as well for all the footage we were going to capture of the “beast” up on the ridge.

  "Are we going to stand around chatting all day or are we going to get this assignment done?"

  "Nicole's right," Bryce said. "Daylight's wasting and it's going to take a couple hours to get to the clearing."

  I looked at Bryce and he smiled back at me. What was he doing? He never agreed with me like that. He definitely never just want along with what I said. Whatever I wanted to do he wanted the opposite. It was like a law of nature or something, only now he was agreeing with me? Did that have something to do with that little tryst we’d just shared? Probably. That’d be just the sort of thing he’d pull.

  As soon as he saw me looking at him his eyes ran up and down my body taking in everything, only the look on his face made me want to take a step back. There was a hunger in that gaze, a raw lust, that was missing from his stare when he looked at Sarah. That was... different. It set my heart aflutter. It set other parts of my body aflutter too.

  Also? Kind of nice. I don't know if it was that look or the way he looked in that tank top or that forbidden moment we’d just shared, but I figured if he was going to do that to me then the least I could do was return the favor. Be a little naughty.

  Sure he was an asshole. Sure he drove me nuts. Sure I was being dragged into the middle of nowhere to chase a phantom werewolf or whatever because Bryce camped up there once and heard a deer moving through the forest in the middle of the night, but for some reason under that gaze, basking in the afterglow of that brief moment of forbidden lust we’d shared, I was feeling hornier than I'd been in a long time.

  "Fine, let's go." I shouldered my pack and started up the gravel road. Dan fell into step beside me and gave me a significant glance that was full of questions. No doubt he was wondering exactly what happened before he got up here. I smiled a mysterious smile and let him stew. It’d do him some good to wonder about what happened, to fantasize about it, while we made our way up the trail to our camping spot.

  As I walked I got that weird feeling like I was being watched. I smiled. Good. The plan was already working. I looked over my shoulder and sure enough there was Bryce walking right behind me with his eyes glued to my ass as though he didn’t care that my fiancé was walking right next to me. I felt lightheaded under that gaze.

  Dan saw where I was looking but he carefully didn’t turn around. Didn’t give away that he knew what was going on. He smiled his own mysterious smile though. I had no doubt his cock was rock hard as he walked and thought about Bryce checking me out. Wondered what Bryce was thinking of doing to me. Wondered what I’d let Bryce do to me if we got some alone time at the campsite.

  Bryce saw me watching and grinned but didn't say anything. I rolled my eyes and picked up the pace. And if I maybe gave a little extra roll to my hips as I walked? Well there was nothing wrong with torturing him just a little on the hike up.

  4: The “Beast”

  "See, I told you I've been up here before," Bryce said.

  I stepped into the small clearing and surveyed our temporary home for the night. Sure enough there was a small pit in the center that looked like it once held a fire. At one edge was a small pile of wood. The ground was covered in plants that could still grow under the cover of the tree branches that reached overhead and filtered out what little light was left in the day. I glanced around to make sure there was no poison ivy hiding amongst the other plants before setting my bag down.

  "That was ridiculous," Sarah said.

  "Hey, I warned you when I picked you up," Bryce said.

  "You didn't tell me we'd be walking through the woods! You said there was a gravel path," Sarah whined.

  I smiled but kept my thoughts to myself. It served her right for being more concerned with getting Bryce's attention than she was with being practical walking through the woods. I also tried not to feel too smug in the knowledge that Bryce had tried the whole walking a step behind me while chatting me up tric
k for most of the trail instead of spending time on Sarah.

  I glanced at Dan. He’d acted oblivious the whole time, though I was sure he was enjoying the show. So I made sure to give him and Bryce one hell of a tease. Of course that had the side effect of getting me ridiculously worked up feeling Bryce’s eyes running over my body and knowing Dan was watching Bryce watching me and getting turned on by it all. It was a complicated web and damn did it have me going into overdrive!

  I looked at Bryce. He was certainly noticing me right now. I felt a chill run down my spine. Dan was fiddling with his expensive DSLR. He was pretty good with the thing and I had no doubt he’d brought along some of his low light stuff, though not for the reasons the other people in the group probably expected. I’d initially thought the expensive camera was overkill since it’s not like we were going to actually find a werewolf up here to photograph.

  But that wasn’t what Dan had in mind. Another shiver ran down my spine as I thought of being photographed while I got a little naughty with Bryce.

  "I'll get a fire started," Bryce said.

  God had he already started a fire! I needed to get control of myself.

  "I don't think you have enough stuff there to actually start a fire," Dan said.

  I looked over at the wood pile. It did look pitiful. A few branches and maybe one or two twigs sticking out. Obviously Bryce hadn't spent any time replenishing his supply the last time he was up here. There was no way that was going to last all night.

  "Nah man, we've got enough," Bryce said.

  "I'm going to see if I can find some more while we still have the light," Dan said. I moved to follow him, I needed to get away from the clearing and away from Bryce for a minute to talk with him, to check one last time and make sure this really was okay, but before I could say anything he disappeared into the trees.