She held it at arm's length as I tried to retrieve it. ”Your not man enough, Bro,” she teased, ”I'll just keep it.””Come on, Sis,” I nearl... begged, ”It's the last clean one.””Show me,” she demanded, ”Then ill give it back.””No,” I sternly refused, ”I'm not going to.” I reached for the towel again but she held it back. To my surprise, she grabbed me by the wrist and pulled my hand away from my penis.”Nice dick, Brother, ” she teased, ”I don't know why you’re so ashamed of it.””I'm not,” I. "My God," she finally whispered. "I ... he ... I have to put a stop to this!"She turned to enter the room but Trent pulled her back."Uh, uh. Later, on your own time I don't care what you do or say to him, but as of this moment you belong to me." No, I ... I ... I..." Marsha's mind was afog. She had just learned her husband was a pervert. The wonderful, handsome man she had fallen in love with lusted after children. She suddenly felt lightheaded as if she might faint. Her world was crashing down. Still confused over my strange emotion I jumpedinto bed first and feigned sleep. In the morning mycuriosity got the better of me and I quizzed Jan overwhat she had got up to the night before. At first shewas very non committal but when I finally confessed toseeing her kissing John and how I had found it veryerotic she told me everything, although there wasn’tmuch to tell. She did confess to being annoyed at my behavior and hadplayed up more than she normally would have evensuggesting to. Nearly at the bottom of the red run is this log cabin. Jon took me round the back of it (no one lived there in the winters) and we sat on a wooden bench taking in the bright sun and scenery. Fantastic views. After about 10 minutes Jon told me to strip. Stupidly, I said, “What?” and he had to repeat himself. I just knew what was going to happen as soon as I was naked. It was both hot and cold if you know what I mean. The sun was warm, but everything else was cold. My nipples were hard as I bent.