“How long until we are home, Baby?” you asked. “We can be home in about two hours if you keep me driving and awake,” I said. “And then we ha...e wine in the tub?” you asked. “That will be the starting point,” I said. “We have one more chapter to play out in this weekend adventure,” I told you. “One more scene to play.” After about an hour of driving we decided that we should stop and have something to eat. It was still early and even with a stop we would arrive home before dark. I remembered a. I was not going to turn down that offer. I called her and we chatted for a while before I suggested we meet up. Alison told me that her parents were away for the weekend so I could go over to her house. I felt the blood pumping into my cock at the prospect. Friday evening arrived and I admit I was nervous. She was gorgeous but we hadn’t made any plans about what to do that evening and I wondered if she wanted me as much as I wanted her. I needn’t have worried. She opened the door and ushered. While the cabin is simple it does have electricity, heat, and plumbing so it's a great getaway.The weather was great when we left but as we drove an early snowfall began. At first we thought it was pretty. Everything all covered in clean white snow but it quickly turned into a storm. We stopped and loaded up on provisions just in case. Our cabin is on a dirt road and not one of the first roads cleared.When we made it to the cabin everything was blanketed in two inches of wet snow and we played. She started screamingabout how Jane was a slut and that I'm an asshole for cheating on her.That she'd make me pay. I tried to apologize but she would have none ofit and stormed out. Jane apologized quietly, licked her lips one lasttime, buttoned her blouse and ran out the door. I zipped up and sat therestunned. I'd never wanted to be "that guy" that cheats on his wife, but Iguess I was now. Lisa had cheated on me in our early years of marriagebut had since been faithful, and I'd always used.