I was a bit disappointed and surprised, since we would be with Mike and Shelly most of the time. Who knew if we would have the time or energy once bac... in our condo to get it on. Saturday morning came and we met Mike and Shelly at the airport. As it was late fall, we were all wearing slacks and light jackets for the flight to Atlanta. The girls were excited and playful the whole flight, often giggling and whispering. Mike and I looked at each other with sheepish grins. “What’s that all about?. )I went outside and located the map to see how much longer my trip would be. It was then that I saw him. He was probably 28, 5'6", skinny, and nerdy. He was seated at the picnic table and glanced my way. He rubbed his cock through his jeans and looked very nervous. At first I was ignorant to his "moves", but when I looked back at him again he rubbed himself even more and I realized this was a sign. I rubbed my dick back and then walked back inside the bathroom.As I stood at the urinal, I pulled. He trotted over to them enthusiastically. He wasn’t going to spend another day cooped up in the longhouse, he wanted to get outside, stretch his legs. The group watched him curiously as they dressed, wrapping long fur cloaks around their necks and draping bandoleers over their shoulders. Some loaded massive brass bullets into pockets on the slings, only half a dozen per hunter. They must really need to make them count now that their stock was limited. Others were cleaning their long rifles with. "I'm not ashamed of it but when it happened it was back during the war. You see during the few times we were pulled back from the lines and actually got some R&R, things had a tendency to get pretty wild. Both times I happened to hook up with a couple of female pilots and I will admit it got a bit crazy. The difference is I wouldn't do that now even if I didn't have Leanne."I'd like to think I wouldn't sleep with just anyone now that I'm older and there aren't the pressures of war," I continued.