(The ex got many awards at her work, so it was a draw on that point -- I just couldn’t be interested in a woman for whom a job was just a job). Hav...ng now been divorced and without a woman for months, and with MaryBeth, the lovely beauty that she was, my dick wanted to screw on our first date, but my brain won out. MaryBeth would either forever be a friend/coworker or a committed relationship. She would not be a quick lay in the sack. The first date led to a second, which lead to a third.. " and my tank was pulled over my head as my skirt hit the floor.The next forty-five minutes or so are somewhat of a blur. I was fucked, that I know for sure. I was fucked a lot. Over and over.Now, yes, I could have called out for help. I also know how to kick a guy in the balls, especially when they're out in the open like they were.I'll be honest. I had my legs spread as wide as I could and I had three guys fucking me nonstop. I just didn't care. I was getting fucked and that was something. Adult movies were playing on the TVs in the seating area. A lot of kissing and petting was going on. As they passed the large play room on their right, Sarah caught a glimpse of couples engaged in various sex acts and a small crowd gathered to watch them. Catwoman found one of the smaller playrooms that was empty and ushered Sarah and Jake inside. The dimly lit room was dominated by a king-sized bed with some sort of vinyl cover. Stacks of towels were on small tables. There were hooks for. Where was the happiness so joyfully promised … lo those many years ago? Where was the love implicit with the sliding oh so carefully onto my hand in that blessed sacrament of marriage? With an anger I would have not believed possible six months earlier I ripped, ripped with a savage force the ring of betrayal off my cursed finger and threw it in the remains of the fire … only to see it bounce off some hidden hard spot of what I thought had only been ashes – and roll slowly away through the wood.