If I can get away from the house, I’ll let you know if I can come over and see you.”“Cool,” I nodded. “I can let you park your car in the ga...age behind the office. I usually park my personal car in it and drive the complex’s pickup for errands.”“Fantastic,” she beamed. “The last thing I need is to get you involved in a fight with him when all we’re doing is talking. Anyway, I have to run for now.” She slipped out the door and was gone.Cara dropped by my office about once a week for the next. I could feel my cock rise up, ready for action, when she whispered that I should fuck her there. “In the ass?” I questioned. It never occurred to me that it could be done. But she made it sound like a reasonable request, and soon I was kneeling behind her, trying to penetrate her virgin asshole. I fumbled around, frustrated. She suggested I try fingering her first, and told me to look in the medicine cabinet for some kind of lube. I found a tube of petroleum jelly and squirted some in her. Between night and morning, I romanced my pajama bottoms four different times.The next afternoon I had to mow the lawn. Now, in the American Midwest, suburban property fences aren't considered real friendly, so the long back yards of our block were all one uninterrupted river of grass, with ours next to last and Miss Rogan's place last of all, except for a big, partly wooded vacant lot on her other side, where the developer's cash had run out. I always started mowing with a swath down the. "I don't know, Meggie. But you'd better figure it out quickly, because from what Barbie mentioned earlier, Jonnie's been seeing some model he's worked with off and on and she's the only person since you that's been able to get his attention. If you love him, Meg, you're gonna have to go after him ... trust me. Guys have a lot of pride when it comes to being unjustly accused ... that's why he didn't keep after you trying to figure out exactly what you were accusing him of! I hope things work out.