He opened the door with a lopsided smile and warm brown eyes.nn"You're late," he said.nn"I got caught in traffic," she said. She was unsure how to continue. He opened the door wider, nn"Come inside, I wanted to warm up the room but." he shrugged his shoulders. She laughed.nnThe room was primitive to say the least. They had been meeting there for 15 years in a shearers hut. Things were a little more complicated in the beginning with them being in-laws. They didn't meet as often as they would have liked but circumstances made it difficult so they appreciated the time they spent together more. She knew in his own way he loved her and she him. He would never leave his wife. Even though she had left her husband and remarried happily he was still in her thoughts. nnThe quarters were very spartan. He had cleaned off a bench, the bench that they had fucked on many times. She had come on that bench and sometimes onto the floor. He was amazed and at first thought she had pissed herself but knew better now. She touched him, he was so warm and comfortable, although not the usual body type she was attracted to. Her husband, whom she loved very much, was bigger and hairier.