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All eyes were fixed on their poker hands in mock concentration.  Frank tossed in one card and asked Cody for the replacement.  When no response came he looked up to see Cody staring behind him, jaw hung open.   He notice the three other men also glance at Cody then all eyes turned to see what he was staring at.

Frank gulped audibly at seeing Monica, Shay, Frankie and Alex with a timid Katie shielded behind them, walking into camp arm in arm, completely naked and absolutely no attempt to cover themselves.

Never had Cody seen four men move so quickly in all his life.  By the time the women had reached the first tent, which was Katie's, they descended upon their respective women.  Cody watched as the women halted in front of Katie's tent long enough for her to duck inside.  Somehow, they had managed to protect her from being exposed to view.  Not that he wanted to see her in that circumstance, he wanted more, much more from Katie than to glimpse her naked body.

He watched with amusement as Frank and Jake stripped off their shirts as they made their way to their wives, who were dripping wet, and their lips were turning blue from the chill in the air.  Alex and Monica looked equally cold.  As Frank and Jake wrapped their shirts around their wives and hurried them off to their respective tents, Christian and Ty both picked up their women and headed for their tents.  Cody just shook his head.  He had had nothing to do with the stupid prank, but somehow, somehow he knew it was going to bite him in the ass.

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Frank pushed Shay gently into their tent and stood staring at her for several moments, until her chattering teeth brought him out of his stupor.  "Everyone saw..." he stammered.

Shay clutched Frank's shirt around her soaking in the warmth it held from his body.  "What did you expect?  You took all our clothing," she reasoned. 

He lowered his eyes for a moment before the he grinned sheepishly.  "It was a stupid thing to do."

"Oh, don't I know it," she replied and moved away indicating her irritation clearly as she tossed his shirt in his face. 

He tossed his shirt aside and grabbed her hand as it closed around a t-shirt.  "I'm sorry, Ashling."

She turned to face him.  "And I'm cold, Franklin Paul Donovan.  So, unless you plan on doing something about that, I suggest you remove your hand so that I might put something on."

He pulled her down onto their bedding and sat her firmly on his lap and began to massage her arms, legs and back.  "Better?"

"A little," she whispered reaching over to turn off the lantern that lit their tent.  She was angry with him, but his touch never failed to arouse her desire for him.  She kicked off her shoes and reached out to untie Frank's boots.  After his boots were set aside, she turned in his embrace and firmly urged him to lie back on the bedding.  Unbuckling his jeans, she helped him remove the remainder of his clothing until he was as naked as she. 

"Mon cadeau," he moaned sensually as she worked soft hands up the length of his legs.  For the longest moment he was sure she was going to throw him naked out into the cold air.

Bracing herself, a hand to each side of his head, she pressed soft kisses to his forehead, cheeks and jaw before her mouth covered his hungrily.  She moaned softly as his hands trailed up and down her spine, leaving tendrils of desire spiraling through each nerve ending. 

Slowly, she moved downward, her lips touching, caressing every inch of his chest and abdomen until she reached the prize she sought.  When she gently wrapped her fingers around his engorged shaft, he groaned throatily and tangled his fingers in her damp hair.  Lifting himself up on his elbows, he held her hair back from her face to watch her as she pleasured him with her lips, tongue and mouth.  She turned and smiled silkily at him, knowing how much of a turn on it was for him, not only the feel of him inside her mouth, but to watch as she went down on him.   His eyes closed to slits when her lips encircled the smooth tip, and as she took him fully into her mouth, he had to bite down on his bottom lip from calling out her name.  He dropped back onto the bedding, his fingers firmly tangled in her honey colored hair as they guided her delicious feeling mouth along his manhood faster and faster until he thought the world would explode inside him. 

Sensing he was close to the edge, his breathing labored, his moans intense, Shay moved to straddle him and eased herself down slowly until he was fully sheathed within her.  She remained motionless for a moment, gazing into the dark depths of his eyes, losing herself completely within his love.  She had long since gotten past the cold chill her body had from the night air and was completely lost to the rapture she felt from just the slightest touch of his skin.  She closed her eyes and began the rhythmic gyrations that would bring them to the place in the universe that made them complete. 

He grasped her by the hips as she moved over him.  It took all his resolve not to lose himself within her and to hold out until she reached climax.  He never got enough of her, it did not matter how often they made love.  No one had ever affected him the way this woman, his wife, did.  She had merely to look at him and he was lost in a swirling blue haze of desire.   When she lifted his hands from her hips to cover her breasts, he reminded himself that he was put on this earth for her and her fulfillment was more important than his release. 

Flicking his thumbs gently over her hardened nipples, he urged her, "take us there, baby.  Ashling...ride me over the edge..."

Shay whimpered as she felt herself falling into the vortex that swirled around them.  She ached to scream as the exquisite tremors overtook her and she shuddered violently with her climax. 

As he felt her near the edge, Frank once again grabbed her by the hips and bucked wildly underneath her wanting and meeting his release in time with his wife.  When she collapsed onto his chest, he embraced her lovingly, whispering endearments as he stroked the soft skin of her back. 

When sanity returned she lifted up to smile playfully at him.  "Tiger, you do realize that all our friends saw me naked."

His response was a ferocious growl as he rolled over and buried his face in a pillow.

"Yes...and as much fun as this little romp was...get out." Her voice was stern and left little room for reproach.

"You're kidding, right?"

"No, I'm not," she assured.  "Go on...put something on and get out.  You sleep with Jake tonight."

"Now, Shay..."

Shay pulled the t-shirt over her head and glared at him.  "Don't you 'now Shay' me.  Go," she demanded, pointing toward the tent flap for good measure. 

Frank solemnly slid into his jeans, a sweatshirt and pulled on his boots.  "Goodnight," he whispered as he exited and Shay felt suddenly empty without him. 

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Frankie was actually highly amused by what the guys had done earlier that night.  However, she wasn't about to let Jake know that.  On the way back, she and Shay had put their heads together and come up with kicking the guys out of their tents.  Or rather, at the very least, kicking Frank out and Frankie coming to spend the night with Shay.  Let Jake and Frank sleep together and stew over their guilt. It wasn't like the tents weren't huge enough to sleep 7 people or anything.  So, as she and Shay, along with Monica and Alex plotted out their revenge for the Naked Hike, they forced themselves to remember nothing detrimental to the guys' health, nothing detrimental to their careers, and certainly something that would be equally embarrassing to them all.

"OK - give me a minute and I'll see what I can do."  Frankie winked and slipped out of the tent.  She tiptoed over to Cody's tent and silently pushed past the tent flaps.  There, sprawled out on his back was the Code-Man, the one in charge of anything that plugs in.  And he was sleeping so soundly he was oblivious.  Quietly she packed up a laptop, some earpieces, an audio transmitter, and a micro-camera with an auto remote.  However, just as she turned to go, her knee popped and Cody sat up with a start.

"Frankie!"

Instantly her hand covered his mouth and she shoved him back down onto his bed.  Cody's eyes blinked up at her in a daze.  "You're lucky Cody," she whispered.  "You get to be spared the vengeance due the guys for their stunt earlier.  Now, you are going to keep quiet about my taking this and you are going to pretend that you know nothing.  If you don't, I'll make sure Frank knows about certain things you'd prefer him not to, get my point?"

Cody's eyes widened and he nodded slowly under her hand.  Oh shit... for once he was glad he was the odd man out.  If Frankie was taking equipment and threatening blackmail on him for his silence, then the guys were in for it big-time.  He watched her as she removed her hand slowly and inched back out of the tent.  Under his blanket he shivered and prayed that this Men versus Women War would end and soon.

Frankie tiptoed over to the set up cold shower stalls.  Shay and Monica soon joined her.  Alex had come over, but then took the laptop and scoped out a perfect hiding place.  She also had a pair of long range Bushnell binoculars in hand as she tiptoed out of the camp.  There was only one shower stall and the guys would have to take turns washing up.  Vengeance would be sweet...

"What are you guys doing?"

All three of the remaining women jumped and gave a startled cry.  None of them had heard Katie sneak up behind them.

"Nothing Katie.  Go on back to bed." Frankie whispered.

"Yeah right!  You gals are up to something and I want to know what it is or I wake up your husbands!"

Monica, Shay and Frankie looked at one another, and then sighed.  "A retaliation for their stunt earlier tonight.  It's best if you go on back to bed.  They'll know once they figure out what happened, that you had nothing to do with it.  Trust me on this."

"Oh no you don't Shay!  I had to walk naked back to camp the same as you all did, I want in on it and make that little geek-boy suffer!"

"Lower your voice Katie!" Monica whispered.  "And no, you don't.  Ty told me that he didn't take part.  He knew about it, but walked away.  You've got no reason to get back at the other guys.  Besides, there's nothing you can do to help."

Katie pouted and looked like she'd just lost her best friend.  She had every bit as much right for revenge as the others did.  She DID have to walk naked back into camp, whether Cody took part in her clothing ransom or not!

Frankie saw the hurt look and sighed.  "Katie... you can help. While Shay and I are doing the screen captures, I'll need you to cover for us.  Alex and Monica will help you, but you've got to keep the guys from noticing that she and I are missing."

"How long will I have to lie?"

"You won't be lying, Katie.  You'll be covering.  There's a small difference.  You're not giving false information, so much as you're just kind of not telling them the truth.  Besides, you can't lie about something you don't know."

"But, that's lying.  I will know where you are."

"No, you won't.  Because only I know where the hiding spot is.  Frankie and Shay are right, you don't need to lie, just stall them.  Monica and I will be there to help." Alex winked and took the naive woman back to her tent.  When she returned, she winked again and said, "OK, Katie's up to it.  The laptop is concealed and the receiver is in place.  Thank God that I paid attention to Cody's lecture about how to set up surveillance equipment once.  How's it going here?"

"Transmitter is in place, remote micro cam is in place.  We'll be able to see and hear everything, right down to any hair on their butts." Shay quipped.

"Eeeuw.  Now THAT is an image I wanted to sleep on." Frankie wrinkled up her nose and positioned the camera to face into the shower stall.

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Oh dear....just what are those wimmins up to now?