The season would be over

John and Jane got married. They planned to honeymoon in Jane's aunt's place. They caught a bus that was filled with deer hunters. After about 30 minutes the bus broke down right next to a nice hotel.
John said to Jane, "Jane, there's a comfortable hotel right here. How about consummating our marriage?" Jane replied, "No. I want to wait till we get to aunt's place." The repaired bus took off. Fifty miles down the road it broke down again. This time it was next to a good-looking motel.
John turned to Jane and asked, "Look Jane. There's a nice motel. Can we consummate our marriage?" Jane said, "No. I want to wait till we get to aunt's place." The bus was repaired and off they went. Ten miles down the road the bus broke down. This time they were our in the woods. However, there was a little clearing out of the sight of the bus.
Jane turned to John, "I think we should go back into the woods and do it." Later when they returned the bus, John asked Jane, "Earlier we were next to a nice hotel and you said 'No'. Then, we were by a motel and you said 'No'. But, here we went out into the grassy woods and did it. Why?"
Jane said, "I was listening to the hunters. They said if the bus broke down again, the fucking season would be over."