‘It’s complicated. In some ways it just didn’t seem appropriate until recently. Either I wasn’t ready to tell you, or you weren’t ready to h...ar it. I’ve tried to get up the courage to tell you this a half dozen times, but something always came up to stop me. ‘Right after the separation, when you told me to get out, I was still trying to blame you for my troubles. Even when you rubbed my nose in my behavior, I still kept on trying to find some way to shift some of the blame. I hate to admit it,. The events described here are imaginary, the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. Note: Although this story was written in January 2015 the events are assumed to happen starting on the evening of Valentine’s Day Saturday 14th February 2015. ************************************************* My front garden has a fairy ring. It is a darker area in the grass about twelve feet in diameter. In the summer it grows mushrooms. I. Now with her new figure coming in she felt maybe she could do better. However for the most part the boys still see her as the former chubby. Partly due to her dress. He really didn't want to change anything untill she had the full package and then make a grand appearance all at once with new outfit haircut and bikini over the summer. Still it would be nice to have a partner right now. She has been without since she broke up with her former boyfriend over a month ago. Maybe with Mom and Dad out. My tongue slid just in and the taste was beautiful. Strange, but evoking a feeling of pure, hot lust. I licked her asshole and ass for a few minutes, until Joy suddenly jumped off me.“Alright, Michael, now go ahead and fuck that little asshole. Push it inside me, I want to feel your cock in my tight, hot ass!” Joy said, and got on all fours in front of me, pushing up her ass and spreading it with her hands. Her asshole was already a little stretched, and it almost winked at me, inviting me to.