She too had been swollen, heavy with her ninth child. Marty, her third husband, dear sweet Marty, had fought the river. And she by his side had fought... too, filling and toting sand bags for several days without stop, battling to keep the river from the house. The river ate and ate at the levee, devouring it nearly as fast as they built, had begun to nibble at the East corner of the house before the rains had finally ceased. To this day the house tilted that way. But the river had finally. .All of a sudden I saw something on Mary Ann's tummy, which was directly above my face. A half second later there was more of it. A second after that I realized what was happening. Bob had taken his cock out and started jerking off. From the sounds he made, the arrival of his ejaculation took him by surprise as much as it did me.A third splash of Bob's jism hit his wife's midsection. He was clearly cumming a lot. I soon found out just how much. The fourth spurt fell short and landed, still on. We got in it and rodejust a few minutes but the dark glass prevented us from seeing outside,the driver, or where we were going.We arrived and the doors popped open and we got out and we saw a door thathad a sign that said, "Spa Entrance". We went in and there were two hallswith one marked Women's and the other Men's. We kissed and we both were alittle unsure but we took our hallway.I came to a door that said "Remove All Clothing", naked again the dooropened to a small room with a was a massage. "Did you make love that night?" he asked.Sure I did, I remembered, I fucked my wife every night since we were married."Yeah," I said.Her skin was smooth as silk with gentle rounded curves. True she wasn't big and busty but then I don't like my women like that. She was slender with great long legs that looked just great in her shorts."So why did you decide to stay?" he asked.Why did we indeed?"It was perfect there," I said, "the place was empty and that's what we wanted, a chance to be alone.