That was okay for a while but I got tired of dealing with pseudo-macho wannabee tough guys, so I started looking for something else to do. About then,...a retired Lieutenant Colonel for whom I’d worked asked if I’d like to be a reader/editor for a book he was writing. That went well, and gave me the idea of doing something similar on my own. I wrote a book about Marine snipers that sold reasonably well, then decided to try some fiction. In a year or so I had sold a couple of adventure novels. "Tell me what you want." I pronounced slowly and loudly."Fuck me! Fuck me up the ass!" she begged and she said it loud enough for my wife to hear.I fucking gave it to her. It felt so damn good as I shoved my cock into her tight ass and the fact that it was somebody's wife only heighten the sensation. I took my time just as my wife had been and savored each and every stroke. Nothing beats a tiny tight asshole especially if you're doing it right in front of your cheating wife."Oh fuck, baby. His. I put my pants on, I was very pleased with myself as you can imagine and I was no longer a virgin but my education was far from over, the relationship continued the following day as she came to the fence and leaned on it again, “I think my fridge needs fixing again” she laughed, there was nothing wrong with her fridge and she had sent the c***dren into town to get some groceries for her, she introduced me to her clit and I made her come with that, she also taught me to milk her tits, seemingly. " Yes Jim. The silt content is a very high and we will have to fly them closer than usual."The river had very few large fish which was surprising as there was lots of feed for them to eat. I corrected course and found much of the river was the same way. The Samutz had used the much more efficient waste management system even if they only converted it to chemicals for their industry. There was nothing going into the river to restrict some marine growth, or promote others.Soon the river veered.