“I guessed as much – the two of you looked as if you could hardly keep your hands off each other.” “Oh my god, was it that obvious?” She n...dded. “Trust me! I thought the least I could do was give you a hint that a little discreet dalliance would be quite all right.” I felt myself blushing furiously. “To think that we were so transparent – it’s so-o-o embarrassing!” She squeezed my thigh comfortingly. “Believe me, you were super-discreet compared with some of the girly couples we get.. .My wife and I were having sex late last Friday Night after having two nights of marathon sex. Both Wednesday and Thursday we were up till least three or 4 o’clock in the morning going at it.. needless to say I was pretty worn out this was not typical for us as we were kind of in a funk for many years before that and just had typical sex, not bad sex, just same old routine, but it was also far between. In the beginning of our marriage when we had crazy unbelievable wild sex and having sex two. It was not practicable to cross this water barrier with a horse unless the traveller returned to the ford some two miles down stream, or nearly four miles away on horseback. However, she ignored that route and followed the other branch of the path as it crossed the ford and she checked both of the two branches up to the swamp, where they rejoined having passed on either side of two low wooded hills. After crossing the swamp on a narrow route which was precarious on horseback, though relatively. Instinctively, I bent down to kiss her, and felt a shiver run down my body as our lips, and then tongues touched.Suddenly, Marilyn broke our kiss and stood up, pushing me backwards a little bitand almost causing me to fall over with my shorts down around my ankles. Looking straight at me, she smiled and held out her hand. "I think we should go inside, don't you ?"I placed my hand in hers, then remembered my shorts, and quickly pulled them upover my softening cock, before following her into.