Chapter 7
The next stop was the stable. Charlie knew next to nothing about horses or their care, but even he could see this place was top notch. The stalls were clean and constructed out of rich, finished, pine wood. The cement aisle-way was swept clean enough to eat from. The whole place smelled so fresh you would hardly guess livestock was kept here. While there they met Rio again, whose job, it seemed, was to manage the barn. The stalls were all empty and Rio explained all the horses that weren’t being used were out on pasture.
Rio led the party outside to the riding arena. Wade was in the arena, astride a huge black horse, giving riding instructions to three of the guests. Charlie’s heart skipped a beat and his cock twitched. When Wade saw the tour group he loped his horse over to the rail. Charlie took a deep breath; Wade looked like a living centaur.