I was just recently divorced and in shambles. The details are too painful to iterate. A school chum of mine, Ramesh, had invited me to stay with him a...d his wife for a few days. He had insisted on the phone . ‘I know you don’t feel like driving or seeing people but it’ll be good for you. Trust me. And I’d like you to meet Nita. You’ve never met her. You didn’t even come to our wedding,’ he lamented. I agreed reluctantly and told I him I would start the five hour drive early the next morning.. We began kissing and soon her top was off and I was kissing down her neck, licking her skin on the way to her beautiful tits. I kissed and sucked on each nipple enjoying this treat and the company with an amazing girl. Next thing, we are both stark naked, rolling around on top of the covers kissing and playing hands rubbing, fingers searching. She went down and started sucking my already hard cock. Soon Kat was on top of me straddling me and I took her off me gave her a kiss and. Pieces of the sand from them would cling to her delicate fingers and she would scurry back to her own castle and brush the tiny shiny grains into her own mixture of faces, mixing in the sands of my memories of them into her sandcastle. I would watch her as she would sit and watch the grains fit together. Her radiant smile was all the reward I need for sharing those memories.Some of the faces in my castle frightened her and she would protectively move her own sandcastle a little farther away. In some of those she was smiling and looked really happy. From her text, there were supposed to be no more than 10 guys there. She’d said, 10 was her lucky number, many more than 10 and she would be too sore to walk after. I remembered coming home one night, she was on fall brake, she said “she was sick”, limping around the house, laying in bed for days, when she did get up she looked like she had a hard time even sitting. When I brought Ash home she would not talk to me. I knew all this was my.