I got up to get dressed, but he insisted I wear the robe again. I ran to get his clothes out of the dryer, then finished breakfast as he poured the co...fee. For the next two hours, we talked constantly.He wanted to know everything about me, and asked a thousand questions about my job, my parents, my childhood, this house (which was a short-term rental while the owners were abroad), and a dozen other things.He talked openly about himself, too, and when the conversation solemnly drifted to Jane,. Going next door took only a momment, and the door was locked behind me.I found a 50ish man who put his cock in my hand and started stroking mine. As we faced each other, he leant in and started kissing me, which I started returning without thinking, finding it very enjoyable before anybad reaction came, so I kissed back hard with maximum tongue action.His free hand started groping my arse and soon I found out what . I just had to ask, “Have you ever poked anything into your pussy before?”Amanda said, “Just my fingers! That’s all I’m allowed to poke in me! My mother never wanted me to know the feel of a cock! She is a devout lesbian! I was the product of rape when mom was fourteen! She has never had anything inside her since that incident!”I asked, “Do you still want to go through with this?”Amanda said, “Oh yeah!”So I slowly continued to worm my way into her tight sheath. My wife’s asshole isn’t this. What followed was four months of hard work and sweat four hours school work and four in the gym being shouted at pressured Jess would have made a good sergeant major.After four months I could walk unaided run just over a mile on the treat mill, the stick and wheelchair in the garage forgotten. Don’t get me wrong Jess was pure gold pushing me if I needed it or telling me to stop when I had overdone the exercises which was quite often.On Friday evening my father phoned to ask if I would like to.