They warned Josh that groupies who frequented spring training games liked to trap guys into relationships, marriages, or just money for c***d support....One of the vets, Ray, noted that is was especially important for a good-looking young guy like him to try to find relief elsewhere, because the harpies would just pounce on his handsome face and jock charms. The rookie caught on pretty quickly, and within a few minutes the talk turned into jerking off, helping each other out, and making sure that. I walked of to them both and asked if she wanted to come and join me at a table further down the garden where I had been sitting. I didn't want to create a scene. "It's ok, I'm fine here catching up with Weston" she said. I looked at Weston and he just smirked. I had to choice, I had to walk away. I sat back at my table but did not take my eyes off the two of them. They carried on talking but she kept her legs together. After about 15 minutes I saw my wife get up and slip in to the house. ”Jodie nodded. “Yes, Mistress,” she whispered.“Good girl.” Zoe lay back on the bed and watched Jodie getting dressed.“I want you tomorrow night, Jodie. There’s a bar on the ground floor of the hotel. I’ll see you there at eight? I presume that is ok?”Jodie paused, mid-way through buttoning her blouse. “It should be, Mistress. Unless Marie dumps something last minute on me.”“Good.” Zoe climbed off the bed and strolled naked to her handbag on the dressing table. She pulled a card out of her. When she saw me she gave a loud shriek and a start. The quick movement of her foot caused her to slip and she landed on her pretty ass on the hard porcelain.I dropped the curtain and backed away. "I'm sorry!" I called to her. "I just wanted to see who was using our shower." Fuck! I don't give a flying fuck what you thought you were doing! I'm hurt! I don't think I can get up!" Then, incongruously, she started to laugh! Her voice took on a false timbre: "I've fallen and I can't get up!" I had to.