I was amazed at the great variety the country had to offer. Gently rolling hills, steep mountains, plenty of small streams and larger rivers, forests ...nd meadows, some of it bare, some of it covered in snow. When we came to a particularly appealing spot Alfred parked the car on the crest of a ridge."According to your map, Wilbur, this should be our place, right?" Yeah, Alfred, I knew where your twists and turns were leading. Virtually everything you can see from here, in a northwestern. It’s not that I don’t trust my husband, though I don’t trust any of his buddies, for I've seen and heard how they behave when out as a group. I figured, instead of being the bitch and saying, "I don’t want him to go", that I’ll make myself so desirable, that he won’t want to go without me saying a word. The following Monday, I went to the restaurant and put my plan in gear. Like clockwork, my husband called and said he was going out after golf, and he’d be home late. “No problem," I said, "have. There is your honesty!" She stood up looking down at me. "At least one of us can be honest with our selves," she said walking out of the kitchen. I don't know what came over me but I quickly stood up grabbed her hand and turned her around and kissed her. She began to kiss me back as we slammed into the wall of the kitchen. "About time!" she said as we parted."Shut up," I smiled as we began to kiss again. With her back against the wall she lifted her leg and wrapped it around. I quickly grabbed. Uumm ooooohhhhh fuck me baby, fuck me show me the heaven of pleasure. I got again the command and I paced my strokes.Now I was stroking her hard and sounds of smashing of our thighs began to come. Ooohhhhhhh baby fuck me hard fuck me. Her legs wrapped around my waist and began to put pressure on my back to thrust me hard on her. Soon her nipples got hard as nothing her screams became louder. I also began to feel something in my balls and she also felt contraction in her cunt. She told me ‘my.