‘We got a lot done,’ he said as he reached for her hand. She smiled tiredly, slid the barn door closed, and took his hand. They headed up the slig...ht incline toward the house. ‘Kate?’ ‘Hm?’ ‘Something wrong?’ She looked up at him in some surprise. ‘No, nothing. Why?’ ‘You haven’t been very talkative lately.’ That elicited a crooked grin. ‘Farm girl, remember?’ So along with not talking during sex, they don’t talk the rest of the time either? He nodded and escorted her to their back door. Once. He laughed and laughed. It was in that phone call that we discovered how tight our social circles actually were, and realised we'd probably even been at some functions together.Through all of this, I never quite worked out why he was open to affairs. His ethics run deep, his opinions on right and wrong are strong and clear, and I already knew I could trust his word implicitly, but morality isn't simple, particularly not the morality of an affair for the two of us.He never criticised his wife,. I shook the memory away, bringing myself back to present, but the slow burn was building, and I knew it wouldn’t go away quietly. I was dressed and ready to go. I stood in my bedroom thinking, and I decided that I wanted to make this ride extra fun. First, I unzipped my jacket and removed the bra I had been wearing beneath my t-shirt. I wanted them free to play with, and the idea of wind rushing as I rode, my nipples hard as pebbles, made my aching pussy drip a little. This was good… but not. Everyone gathered around the bonfire and started singing and dancing. It went on for a couple of hours after which people slowly started retiring to their respective tents.Towards the end, we were hardly 4-5 people sitting there. I excused myself for a loo break. After I came back, I saw that everyone else had gone and Sanjana was the only one sitting there. I joined her and she had her playlist of slow songs playing at that time. The moment was perfect in every sense.Her face glowed from the.