The houses were pretty far apart and no fences. I noticed her walking around in her house in a robe the prior evening but unfortunately, she never too... the robe off, as she was watching her niece that week. But it did make me think, if I could see into her house, she could surely see into "mine." It was getting dusk out and I finished my friend's lawn before the neighbor finished hers. So I went inside, and got undressed in the bathroom facing her house. I could see her going back and forth. We were sweating like hell even when the AC was full. She screamed and I kissed her. Slowly I started to give jerks and gradually increased the frequency and thrust. She was moaning hard and made me moan too a bit. We fucked in this positing for around 5 minutes. I wanted to come over so I asked her and she obliged very nicely. She lay down on the seat with her face to me and I inserted my rod again. This was the best thing I ever had. It was more fun in the car rather than in the bedroom.I. My name is Michael Freeman… fake name, although my first name is Mike. I am a somewhat young, a black male, educated a prestigious university and considered a pioneer in my field. My field? Psychiatry, behavioral sciences. I try to do things that others in my field would consider unusual, but I’ve had success. A lot of success. Until that very special family. In a nutshell, Dave and his partner Amy, (Amy use to be his wife but.. well it’s a long story), came in contact with a man named Brad.. As if she knew what I was thinking, Cassie glanced my way and smiled knowingly.I chastised myself. I was glad to be back. I was glad to have helped Jerry and was quite pleased with the payment swelling my bank account. But it had been an agonising, soul-searching week away.I felt bipolar, my mood swinging from pure unadulterated pleasure at the sexual side of Cassie's and my relationship, to deep depression and even shame for succumbing to her and betraying her mother, Mary, a wonderful woman.