The air grew chill, and a time or two Baysil would have sworn that there were icy flakes among the rain drops. He was glad to be moving again, thankfu... that his old cloak had been replaced by a newer one woven by the goodwives of Shurrud."We'll camp here."The darkness had crept upon them almost undetected. The drizzle had slacked off, but clouds still hung heavy and a chill wind blew up the hill from the swamp."A poor place to camp," Kargh muttered sourly. "I'll see if I can find us some dry. Rosie my wife a nice looking farmers daughter not skinny not fat just nicely made pleasant to be with and we had a nice life nothing startling but we were happy.This all took place in the seventies I was working long hours and Rosie (name changed) worked in a small office in a local processing factory. We had been married around 5 years and as far as sex went I was quite happy and she was undemanding and it worked. We had the odd fumble and snog with others at xmas parties etc but no sign of. I had always wanted to try bench pressing weights but never seemed to get round to it, even with going the gym every week or so. I have to admit that I knew the rules, that you only attempted to lift weights advised by the trainer, and especially, that you only ever bench press when you have somebody with you in case you get into difficulty, so all that happened from then onwards was my own stupid fault. So I ignored the rules, and lay on the bench, then started to lift the weights, not even. A hand moved automatically to my heaving breasts and grasped a large aching nipple. I twisted her, crying out, then moved across to her twin and gave her the same treatment. A louder moan escaped my lips.I felt myself falling into the erotic abys of a rising orgasm, my heart somersaulting as it pounded in my chest, sexual excitement driving me forward.The hand between my thighs plundered my pouting cunt, thrusting two then three fingers in and out of my rippling velvety slit. I closed my eyes.