I for one don’t want to put that much of my life into it. We got money now Brad, enough to buy and stock a pretty large spread.”“Are you saying ...e should walk away?”He snorted. “Hell no. I think we should go back to civilization and get hold of one of those syndicates that will mine it for us on a percentage. I think a 60/40 split, with us getting the 60. That way we can walk away and still make good money.”We’d both heard the stories about gold fever, how once it got in your veins you were. My fantasy was coming true. Sex in the kitchen was all I ever wanted. He looked me in the eyes and we began to kiss. I bit his lip and his hand moved to my breast. He rubbed it slowly over my bra. I wrapped my arms around his neck. His hand then moved down to my panties and he slowly stroked them. I moaned as he felt my wet slit through my panties. He leaned into my ear and whispered, "Damn, baby...you're so wet for me." "Only you," I whispered as he began to pull my panties off. He got down. "Absolutely not. Are you fucking crazy?" she asked."It was just a thought," Frank said."So, you want to have Joe's child now. Is that it?" Rebecca askedoutraged."No, you're the mother obviously," Frank said."We don't need Joe's sperm. You have plenty of your own," Rebecca said."Well, you see, I think I'm infertile," Frank said."Who told you that?" Rebecca demanded."Joe," Frank said flatly."Joe is a fucking liar. What else did he say?" Rebecca asked."Just that...you were kind of a freak in. He would need to be clean cut and handsome. I would want his dick to be bigger than mine. That way she would know she was getting a good fucking. We would arrange a time to meet at our lovely home. My wife would sit between me and her soon to be lover. While holding my wife's hand, I would explain to him that it's our desire to have my wife make love to another man. She has never experienced anyone but me. However, it's time for that to change. He is to let her fuck him first at a slow and easy.