The other kind are like me. I am not the guy up there on stage. I’ve NEVER been. It’s an act. The guy up there radiates jaunty confidence and comm...unal fellow-feeling. He’s Davey Tyler, good-old-boy. The fellow you want to have a beer with. He connects with people from the front row to 50 rows back. Everybody knows he’s their pal.The private Davey Tyler is not a fan of the human race. So, as soon as the applause dies down THAT guy reasserts his rights. And heads for the nearest alcohol. I let out a gasp, oh no, this was really happening, my prick of a husband was actually going to let this happen.I felt the stranger pushing inside me, lifting my hips as he slipped himself in deeper, his huge frame crushing into me. I let out a loud moan, and then he started to fuck me, fast and hard, not wanting to let go of my hips. He was controlling the situation, and he knew what he was doing. With my back arched, he started rubbing on my clit, and then touching my rock hard nipples. I. I just don't believe that my husband and I will ever be able to conceive and I don't want to divorce him.......What if......" I leaned forward in my chair about to slip right on to the floor. "Well, I don't even know if you could be attracted to someone my age........but" I couldn't believe where this was leading. "Oh, god....." she was almost crying again "Do you think we could, you and I, do you think you could help me get pregnant and I would do anything. I would, I could tutor you,. "I thought your people only did things that you got something out of." I will get something out of this," Judge Jasper stated."What?" I asked."Satisfaction, Linda," she smiled. "Satisfaction."*** It was quiet the rest of the day. Judge Herns had left to take Jerry back to his vehicle, leaving me with a fairly light workload. I was just getting ready to leave when Dennis walked into the door."Hi Linda," he smiled. "I heard you wanted to speak to me."'Why did he have to come in now?' I asked.