Bill and Rita owned a horse ranch, out in the country and it wasn't hard for me to smile about that. I'd ridden a horse before, just once on one of th... occasional outings we had. It was easy talking to them and I didn't think they were just killing time and it made me a little nervous. I'd had talks like this before when I'd been younger, but it had been awhile since anyone had cared enough to spend twenty minutes with me. It felt good and I was so afraid of that feeling I started getting a. The whole thing ended up in a disaster because the guy's wife found out about it and put him, and my wife, through hell, with hateful text messages, emails, phone calls and more. Unfortunately, for months afterwards, my wife didn't want to even begin to hear about my fantasy.Yet, as the years went by, I began to notice that my wife was feeling unappreciated and unattractive because no other guy came on to her. She said she didn't want to attempt anything ever again, yet she also hated the fact. The water cascaded off her proudly jutting breasts. And when she soaped herself - wow!From then on, I never went out at night. I just hung around, hoping to see my Mom. Usually, she showered in the morning. This fit in perfectly with my early-morning boner, which I jacked off as I watched her.Then one afternoon, Mom was getting ready to go out that evening. I enjoyed the matinee, then when she left the shower, I retreated to my bed to jack off.A few minutes later I heard Mom's blow dryer shut. It was the result of the excitement and fondling that he had experienced without an ultimate climax. He wanted to take care of it right then and there. Coincidentally, he was now jogging past the back doors where he had been with her three nights earlier.As his gait took him past the back entrance he realized just how far set back the doors were. He also noted that the early morning sun and the evening sun worked in the same manner. The area was void of light almost exactly the same way it had.