.. and Vivian... are... are... ?" Unable to finish, she collapsed onto the bench of the breakfast nook, her face in her hands. "I-I can't believe it!"...I saw them... with my own eyes!" he held up the binocular case. "They were down in that stream... fucking like a couple of rutting animals!" N-No! No! Stan w-wouldn't... ?! It's not possible!" Well... I guess you don't know your husband... just like I don't know my wife... but it's a fact... and I want you to see for yourself!" I-I... couldn't. I knew what he wanted without his asking. Pull off his black utility boot. Size 13 printed on the bottom. Did this mean what I thought it meant. Could it be? I tore off his sock and then the other boot and sock as well.As I dropped the last sock, I noticed that it was darker in the sleeper than when I had started. I looked up and all I could see was a heavy brass buckle with a 2 1/2" black belt holding up thick, worn blue jeans. What took my breath away was the size of the package! I could tell. The climb was done on the bikes and she was quite impressed that she had made it. "Because we were talking and you had company the climb wasn't really noticed", he said as they rode into his carport. "Do you live by yourself?" she asked."No! The wife is away for a few days visiting an old school friend who has a beach house", he replied as he put his helmet away and removed the bike jacket. "Would you like a shower?" he asked for it was very noticeable that she sweated a lot. Her face lit up. A group of guys and girls would get together on weekends and we'd engage in sex. No regular partners as we decided that sex without love was far more fun.The typical night would start with some beer or pot and then we'd put our names in a bowl and whoever showed up last had to draw a name out. If they drew their own name they masturbated in front of the gang; if you drew out a name of the same sex, you had sex with that person, guy on guy or girl on girl. We were very open and progressive in.