One day Ron asked me out to dinner, and with Mistress’ permission, we went out. I had a wonderful time, and I was treated with respect and as a “...ate” rather than a sub or a slave. It was nice.More dates followed, and eventually, he asked me to marry him. I was nervous but agreed.We have an open sexual relationship; he has had many different sexual partners, and so have I, but we are always open and honest with each other. That is our secret for a successful marriage.Ron and I both were. Mary this is my Ex boyfriend ( 3 times now accually) Steve. Mary raised her eyebrow at that.. "You two have dated 3 times now?" "Yep" we both laughed.. It started in high school.. I was a SR. and she was a JR way back in 1986 when we met through her step brother Davie. the second time was about 10 years later when she moved back here with her dad after living with her mom in Las Angeles for a few years. The third time was about 6 years ago when we hooked up again after running into each. ”“That’s what he’s known for. But at least you earned an easy few quid.”“That’s true. You got someone else?”“Yes, but I think you should relax and take a break instead. You don’t want to overdo it.”“Good idea. I think I will just go to the bathroom, then go home. Call you tomorrow?”“If you like, but I would advise you to take the day off. Don’t overwork.”“Will do.”I made my way to the ladies' room. As I washed my hands, one of Tracy’s dancers came in.“Hi. You must be the newbie.”‘Yes, I’m. Staci was a senior (or going to be in the fall) at my high school. She was one of the prettiest girls but unlike the others she was sort of a loner. Of course that didn't stop all the guys from lusting after her, but funny enough, most were too shy to approach her. I suspected it was because hardly anyone knew her really, or her personality for that matter. They probably didn't want to be shot down in a ball of angry flames or sassy rhetoric or something weird of that sort. I, while I didn't.