It was summer and I had not being able to see Bill at the office as he was on a trip over seas with some students. I hadn’t heard from him as I knew we couldn’t talk on the phone. In late July I did see him at a mall and we went to the park to talk and of course a quickie. He asked me if my husband was going on his regular golf trip in August to West Virginia I told him he never missed that trip with his 7 buddies in 10 years. He asked if I was available to see him for some fun. I answered yes that the golf trip was from Wednesday morning to late Sunday night, and none of the guys would ever be caught calling home to “check in.” Bill told me he would make some arrangements and in one week I would meet him back in the park and he would tell me what he could arrange. That entire week I was wondering what he was thinking. An entire day, or maybe an over night? I couldn’t wait to see him again to find out. Sex with my husband was usually always great. He tried to keep it new with new toys or places to fuck. I knew from talking to the other wives, the trips golfing were not just golf, drinking, card playing at night, and strip clubs. I was told that there were rumors that they hired some of the strippers to come back to the motel rooms to party. And I guess party they did. When he came back from his trips the sex always seemed better and I always wondered who he was fantasizing about while fucking while fucking me. I know from talking to him he wondered the same thing about me. I usually told him it was some random guy I noticed at the grocery store, mall, or on the walking trail. Never anyone specific. I doubted he believed me though.

The week finally was up and I went to the park early and was sitting at a picnic table just off the walking trial near a small creek. When he pulled into the parking lot I went over to his van so we could be alone. He told me he had some different stuff planned and we would leave Wednesday night until Sunday and we would be in a cabin up in the Pocono Mountains by a large lake.