When Natasha Fraser went into the woods with Evan Evans she had four reasons: one was as an act of revenge for her husband Sam having an affair with her best friend Kylie, the second was to get what she was not getting at home, the third reason was to keep the meeting with Evan out of sight; a vain hope as it proved, and the fourth reason was to go along with Evan who was a Greenie who said it would be great to unite sexually in the midst of nature's beauty.
Natasha, an attractive woman of some thirty nine years might have chosen from among a number of men to meet her sexual needs, but Evan was "safe" since he was married and had three children and like Natasha had no wish to break up his marriage; for him Natasha was to be his "bit on the side," and he'd fancied Natasha for years.
What Natasha and Evan didn't know was that they were not alone in the woods. A third party had followed them, an envious party armed with a dangerous weapon.
The delights of copulating in the woods did not live up to Natasha's expectations, and neither did Evan Evans. On reaching a rather charming glade Evan said, "This'll do." He indicated that Natasha should lie down. Expecting some passionate foreplay Natasha promptly lay on mother earth which proved to be hard, damp, and distinctly uncomfortable and unwelcoming.
Evan undid his flies and took out his already erect penis and without even taking off Natasha's panties he pulled her legs apart, lay over her and squeezed his penis past the gusset of her panties and penetrated her vagina. I few quick thrusts and he ejaculated into her.
Almost immediately after that he rose, took out a handkerchief, wiped his penis with it, and restoring that organ to its place of origin, and without even offering Natasha his handkerchief to clean up his sperm he said, "That was great Natasha we must do it again some time."
Natasha, incensed by the cavalier way Evan had treated her and using many expletives about his manhood as she tried to brush off the ants that had invaded her person, she left Evan in no doubt about any future bonking in the woods or anywhere else.
Evan, deeply offended by Natasha's insulting remarks about his sexual performance, stalked off, leaving Natasha to find her own way out of the woods.
Natasha, with Evan's sperm stickily uncomfortable between her thighs and ants still biting, made her way home, resolved that in future she would be content with her dildo until Sam tired of Kylie and returned horny to the marriage bed.
As she made her way home Natasha was followed by that third party who had witnessed the events in the glade. He was well content with the evidence he had gathered and was prepared to await his time to strike.
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It might be wondered why Natasha, in the light of her husband's infidelities, did not seek a divorce, especially as divorce is so fashionable these days. One reason was Sam's profession as a wealthy real estate agent. Put simply, and mercenary as it sounds, Natasha was prepared to put up with some Sam philandering for the sake of an affluent life style.
I suppose the question might also be asked why Sam did not simply divorce Natasha and wed his inamorata Kylie. Much the same applied, Natasha provided a comfortable home environment, she had been mainly instrumental in the upbringing of their son Gerald, thus rescuing Sam from the responsibility. In addition Sam had experienced Kylie's cooking which left much to be desired.
And so it could be said that there was a trade-off going on between husband and wife, even though in Natasha's case the trade-off led to some bedtime frustration, hence the Evan Evans experiment that had sadly failed.
As far as Natasha was concerned, and probably Evan Evans as well, the incident in the woods was over and could be forgotten, but as someone once said, "Be sure your sins will find you out." In this case however, it was not some god who struck with a bolt of lightening, but someone much closer; someone who had lusted for Natasha for quite some time who had something as potent, if not more potent, than a bolt of lightening.
It can also be said that the solution to some of Natasha's problems was closer at hand than she had imagined, which only goes to show how unobservant she was.
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The critical time arrived when Sam was away for a weekend at what he claimed was a "Real Estate Agents' Seminar." Natasha had already checked up and discovered there was no such seminar, but if not a seminar then at least Sam's activity would involve semen.
Saturday morning and Natasha was busy about the kitchen preparing ingredients for a pie to be eaten at the evening meal. Gerald, her son, was sitting at the kitchen table apparently engrossed in a physics textbook -- he was studying physics at university. All seemed to be at peace until Gerald asked his question.
"Mum, are you in love with Evan Evans?"
Natasha felt a chill run up her spine and her stomach seemed to turn over. She tried to paste on a smile, not very successfully, and said, "Why do you ask that?"
"I just wondered. He always seems to be trying to chat you up, even after church, and you appear to enjoy it."
With an attempt at a jovial dismissive laugh Natasha said, "Oh, that's just the silly flirtatious games men and women play, it doesn't mean anything, besides, Evan Evans is married."
"Your married too mum," Gerald said nonchalantly.
"Yes, I know I'm married," Natasha said somewhat acidly.
There was a pause as Gerald seemed to return to his book. Silence prevailed until Gerald suddenly said, "I saw you go in to the woods with Evan Evans."
Another cold shiver ran up Natasha's spine and her stomach did another summersault. Yer-you ser-saw," she stammered.
"Yes, and I wondered why you went there with him."
"Oh...er...well, you know Evan Evans, he's a Greenie and he said he'd found the nest of a rare bird and wanted to show it to me," Natasha said hastily.
"Ah, so that's what it's called," Gerald grinned, "a funny sort of bird nesting."
"What do you mean?" Natasha asked tremulously.
Gerald chuckled briefly and said, "I wonder what dad would think of you going bird nesting with Evan Evans, especially if there was some bird fertilising going on."
Natasha almost made a blunder a she about to say that Evan Evans had a vasectomy and so there was no question of fertilising, but she stopped herself just in time.
Natasha knew that like a lot of husbands who womanised, Sam would create hell if he knew she was having it off with Evan Evans, so she tried one more manoeuvre. "He wouldn't believe it."
"Not even if I told him what I saw?"
Natasha could now be sure that Gerald had been spying on her, but in desperation she said, "It was only once and it'll never happen again, and your father wouldn't take your word for it, he'd think you were just trying to cause trouble."
That was a strong possibility because Gerald and his dad hadn't got on since Gerald had become a teenager, but Gerald had an ace up his sleeve.
"You're right mum," he said quietly, "but he wouldn't have to take my word for it." With that he took out from the inside cover of his book half a dozen photos and spread them on the table. "Take a look at these," he said.
Even before she looked Natasha knew what she would see. "That bloody camera I bought him for his birthday," she thought.
