“Yeah,” Lynette replied as she quickly nodded affirmatively. “He made me reach under my stomach to grab him and move him to where I wanted him. ...h, God, Cathy ... His um, his, you know, rubbed up against my bottom, my butt-hole and I was so, so tempted to let him do me there.”“Really?” Cathy whispered back at that surprising revelation. “Well, to be honest here, when Mike and I fooled around last summer, I kinda liked it when he would stick a finger up my butt as he, uh ... when he was going. I could have woken Shelly and asked, but I didn’t know how late they were up after I crashed last night, and seeing them sleeping so peacefully, I just couldn’t bring myself to disturb them. The need for a cup of coffee was more pressing, but I knew the trainers would be up already and one of them could at least point me in the right direction.Slipping my sandals on, I walked out of the cabin and headed up to the entrance of the pens. I knew the trainers had a cabin up there and figured it. We reached the hotel room, she opened the door and we stumbled into the lobby area of the dimly lit room, lips still locked together. In the gloom I could see her husband on a chair in the corner, and he smiled and gave a thumbs up, but to be honest at that it was like she and I were the only two people in the world.By now our urgency had reached the point where we were quickly undressing each other- there was no more flirting and gentle seductive kisses, we wanted each other right then and. ”Suddenly, Jude’s eyes lit up and grew wide. A big smile appeared on her face. “He’s here!” she said as she stood up and walked away, leaving me like last week’s dirty laundry. I watched in a state of near shock as my wife embraced him and they exchanged cheek kisses, once, twice and a third time. I knew they did that in Europe, but dammit, this is America and Judith was MY wife.I stood and made a beeline for the Yogi. As I approached I checked him out. Tony was right. He didn’t seem anything.