I walk in , eyes slightly adjusting and stop and lean against the side wall about 4 feet into the tunnel..and from my accessory pocket i grab a tube o... lube and a latex glove....i put the glove on , apply plenty of lube and began to squat in the darkness, more poppers and then i start probing , stretching and readying my cunt for use... very shortly i have 4 fingers fully inside my ass when out of the dark comes a figure , very quickly and admittedly quite frighteningly.. but before the figure. One other tent was in site, so it wasn’t that bad. I suggested we go for a swim and sit next to the fire afterwards. Linda agreed, we both went into the tent and changed into our swim suits. We didn’t put up the privacy flap, just the screen, no one was really around. My wife has a one piece swim suit, I have swimming trunks, we grabbed our towels and went to the pond. We were the only one there swimming and the pond is only 4 feet deep. I went over to Linda and took her straps off and pulled. When the six of us were still a few hundred yards from the bus stop, the skies that had been threatening all morning opened up. We ran for the stop, as there is a shelter there. Once the bus dropped us at our stop by the practice pitch, we sheltered at the bus stop for ten minutes or so until the rain slackened enough that we would not get thoroughly soaked on the walk to the house, though we were certainly wet enough upon our arrival.Once inside the mud room, we divested ourselves of wet. .. impulse.A few minutes and an obvious sabotage repair later, "Well, it'll work just fine now, can't imagine how that wire got loose." Maybe I can."I turn and there she sits, pattin' the bed, naked as the day she popped out an' started screamin' for what she wanted, holdin' a quarter-empty bottle of tequila.Ain't a trap if you know it's there.I walk to the bed, put my toolbox down beside it and clothes start landin' round my feet. It's been a long time since my last overnight stay in Lamesa, I.