Many women around the lake were doing the exact same thing, and they were being comforted by their husbands, or their boyfriends, or their girlfriends...“I didn’t know,” she said. She was talking about her action, the choice she had made, the same choice half a billion women around the world had made.“I know. I’m sorry. Nobody knew.”My wife, she raged. “That fuck. Please tell me. Please tell me they’ll find that fuck.”My wife and I, we held each other, and we watched the swans swim by.* * * That. Round rooms, square ones, lazy benches, nice windows from which a beautiful view of the frozen forest, a place to put your drink, because most people there bring a drink in the form of a couple of beers or water or lemonade. It is very necessary that you 'water yourself' to stay hydrated.So when I came back home I build myself a sauna, a nice round one with a wood burning stove, two levels of benches in a three quarter circle with some space in the middle in front of the oven.I just had. Gail wasn’t surprised. She knew Greg and John were close, and that Greg had been close to his Aunt Marion, too. What would he really think when his beloved uncle showed up with her? She continued to worry about what it was going to be like when they got to Greg’s home. John seemed so sure things would be OK. Maybe her confusion was because she never, in her wildest dreams, imagined her life would take such a strange and exciting turn. ‘We’re almost there,’ John told her. Gail looked up and saw. ‘Fuck date’ is what Rob called it when I went out and met a guy and fucked him. I have been doing that about three years now, once or twice a month ever since I started fucking other guys besides my husband.Rob laughed a little then pulled me close again and kissed my pussy and said, “Get in bed you fucking slut, I’m going to fuck your cunt now!”I pulled the covers back and slid into bed with my naked husband then rolled over and moved on top of him and slid up so my wet cunt was right above.