After a late coffee we rented a row boat and I took us out into the lake with our lunch sandwiches. After two hours of going almost nowhere, I steered...us into the shore and we ate on the stone beach. As I rowed back I saw the warm sun reflect off of Elke's chest. She seemed so happy."Take off your blouse, Elke," I asked."But, Dave, people will see." There is no one on the lake but us, Elke... for me?"She blushed, but her fingers went to her buttons and the blouse came off. Her small bra still. Is that clear?"I kept quiet, but just then we heard Dad's roar. Wow! Mom smiled, "I'm glad he has Tammy for his relief, and I'm glad she enjoys being with him so much". And then something seemed to click and she suddenly turned her head and looked straight at the front of my pants. She then exclaimed, "God! Now I see what bothers you! They make you horny, don't they?" I felt that my face must be beet red, and I just turned my back to her not saying a word."Turn around and come close," she. I had a moment right there. I flashed to her stepping into the shower naked with me on my eighteenth birthday – to her slow dancing with me at prom – to her eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy as I penetrated her for the first time. I swallowed. I think she had a moment too, because she leaned over and kissed me. Sigh. God I loved kissing her. Her lips pulled mine open and her tongue darted lightly in and tagged mine. I fell into the dance perfectly. It was the first one I learned after all. You. We both want out because the pressure is double when we’re together. We rushed into a marriage; hell, we rushed into sleeping together. He was still married when we got together. I think that’s why we have so many trust issues.”“I’m not a marriage counselor,” I replied. “But, as your potential friend, I would advise you to stay away from casting blame or getting into a public argument with him. I mean, if he says you’re screwing around, let him have it ... unless you’re screwing around..