"If you need a shoulder to lean on or cry on, I'll be there."Mandy looked at Jason through her tear filled eyes and said, "You sound just like Bob. Th...t's exactly what he would say if he were here."Thank you Jason. I really need you."Thank you."What Mandy didn't tell Jason was that he looked like the spitting image of what Bob must have looked like when he was in his thirties. Even more so, the words he used and even the timber of his voice soothed her just the way his father had done.Mandy,. Let's be husband andwife for a while. I'll go to work and you stay here and do housework,okay?" What a great deal," I replied dryly."Do you have a better idea?" No. Fine, I'll do the chores around here." And we need to have sex." WHAT?" I'm just kidding. I don't think I could anyway." What's that supposed to mean?" I just mean you're not really...my type."I folded my arms. "Because of my weight?" Well...yeah, kinda, a little." Thanks Jason, you're a real friend." Hey, don't go taking it. I hoped, however, that she wasn’t expecting me to get it up again and go at it one more time. There was no chance I was going to manage that before I had to leave for my shift at the A&P. She was thinking of something else, though. Or, I should say, she was thinking that I was thinking something else.“Oh, don’t worry,” she whispered in my ear. “I’m not going to divorce my husband and ask you if we could run away together. I know how this works.”“I wasn’t thinking that,” I said. In the back of. But I quickly push these emotions aside, as I think how my father clearly doesn’t give a shit about my mother right now. Oh no, he only has eyes for one woman this evening. And right now he’s probably got his cock buried deep inside her.Their illicit fuck would be fast and frantic, I think, as I increase the pace of my stroking, in contrast to the lust that they’ve slowly nurtured for each other over the evening. Perhaps she’ll have her back against a tree instead, with her slender legs wrapped.