Martin Fielding was watching his wife, Jan, sitting in the living room, surrounded by suit cases as she carefully went over her check list. Jan was a very practical woman and he knew that she would have everything in perfect order before she and their two daughters would leave for Pine Ridge the following morning.

In their eighteen years of marriage, Martin's wife had been very practical in everything she did. Not believing in frills, she always bought good long-lasting shoes that would give her lots of wear and comfort. She always bought dresses and skirts at a sensible length, never following the fashion trends. When short skins were in style, Jan's always looked too long, and when lower hem lines than in vogue, hers were a bit too short. She considered the practical length as just below the knees, and whatever fashion might dictate, that was always her length. She never bought anything except the finest fabrics and received many years of wear from her clothes.

As the years passed and Martin Fielding became a prosperous businessman, Jan had remained a very practical housewife who ran the home in a smooth prudent manner. Everything Jan did was orderly and well planned, like fucking every Saturday night unless she was having a period.

Jan was a very attractive woman in her mid-thirties with big smokey-grey eyes and long dark hair that she pulled back over her head and kept tied in a practical bun. Martin loved her very much, but his marriage was becoming more boring with every passing year. That was the reason he'd suggested that Jan take the girls up to Pine Ridge for a few weeks. Martin wanted some freedom with Judy Gordon, his secretary.

Judy was, about the same age as Jan, but that was where the similarity ended. His secretary was a vivacious divorcee with a wild love for fun and adventure. Her luscious big tits flopped freely around under her blouses and sweaters. The girl's short, tight skirts boldly revealed her wiggling ass and smooth curvaceous legs.