I now had financial security, so that was no longer an issue. In spite of my anger and hurt, I thought of all our years together. The last few years h...d hardly been a picnic for either of us. Jenny had never complained and had always been there to take care of me.I decided that I should split the money with Jenny. It was only fair. She had screwed up big time and hurt me terribly, but she had been my best friend, lover, and wife for better than 30 years. When Jenny came home from work, I told. Since I have a cabin, I said go on now as nobody will be coming to the cabin and even if someone is there,I can notice them and indicate her to stop the discussion. But, she said, no she needs to talk to me outside the office. I was a little surprised but anyways since both of have to travel the same direction while returning home, I asked her to come along with me in my car. We started about 6.30 pm and then she started saying that she is in love with a cousin of hers and both of them are. That was on a Wednesday.I returned to work on Monday.That was a 4 1/2 day weekend for me.He later told me that he'd wondered if I quit all of a sudden from job stress as a result of our Wednesday encounter.My (at the time unthinkable) future husband told me then that he could understand if that were the case. For quite awhile he had absolutely no sex drive from all the pain and medications and not being the least of all his tremendous depression.But this particular Monday morning was. "Thinking he was k**ding I reached my hand out to shake his, but instead of shaking my hand, he guided it to his cock. Not knowing what else to do, I did the only cordial thing I cold think of, I took hold of him and gently began stroking it.He moaned and said, "Yeah, that's the idea, but why don't we move over here." He pulled off his pants and lay back on the bed. Kneeling down beside the bunk I leg my hand wrap around his cock. I stroked it for a while, looking closely at it. I was surprised.