Sorry.”“It’s OK. Just drop the other stuff, please. Jess and I are still married and unless she does something to change that, we’re staying m...arried.”“After all this, you’re not giving up on her?”“No. I’m not. She’s my wife and I want her back. No matter what.”“She always said you were a good man. I guess she was right.”She left and Jeri came in so that we could continue working on the Windows version of our software.November 15, 1988, Chicago, Illinois“Happy Birthday, Elyse!” we all shouted. You then decide to go to your room and call me.You get to your room and decide again just to simply return it, as you knew I was probably trying to get settled in and a phone call might be annoying.So, you go back to my room.You then hesitate outside the door. You start to knock a couple of times. You keep wondering why you are so nervous about something so simple.Besides, you are normally a very confident guy.You decide to listen for a second.You press your ear to the door and hear water. Next, I recognized the sound of a greased cock being stoked and felt liquid be rubbed on my boi button. I my girly brain knew I was about to be fucked! Teasingly he ran his dick up and down my butt crack while giving me a couple of warning punches to see my reaction. Finally, he slowly inserted he well-oiled head in sissy pussy. He was patient as my hole tighten as he entered me, but inch by thick inch he pushed through. Just before he was completely in, I let out a high-pitched moan as his. I now became the naked gardener, as well as the waiter. I mowed the lawn with a push mower.The day was warm, the lawn area large, and the mowing required considerable effort. I got up quite a sweat. I was invited to take a cold shower, under a hose set up in the garden for that purpose. Still dripping from the shower, I served the table, before returning to the yard, to clip the edges, and do some pruning. Being in full view of the audience, I became a little more daring in my exhibitionism. I.