Was I lured next door to Jessie by some invisible force? Was my psyche controlled by the slightest feminine whim? Well, that was surely what happened once I crossed the threshold into Jessie’s private domain of sensuality. What initially got me over the fence was the simple attraction of her buxom body. Up until then, just ogling Jessie seemed a safe method of tantalizing my raunchy energy while also keeping me out of trouble.

Besides being a full decade or so my senior and by more than a high six figures my financial superior, Jessie had also developed that mysterious feminine sympathy with my wife, Valerie, that transcends a male’s definition of friendship. Though I’ve been equally enchanted by Jessie’s enlightened tales of her world travels and not made to feel like the proverbial third wheel, I... Read More