After all the fucking ended I went to the ladies wash room and cleaned myself and moved back to my desk but as I walked the huge butt plug in my ass w...s making it very hard for me to walk and I walked like a slut whose ass has been fucked a lot it still pain full it became more painful as I sat on the chair and the butt plug was forced even deeper in my asshole.Same thing continued for 2-3 days every day I was taken to that toilet and fucked like anything and that butt plug was never out of my. 'I won't contest the divorce and you can cite my adultery as grounds. Youcan keep the house and whatever is in it. I don't want anything that willremind me.'I'm sorry if I've hurt you, but this is the only way.'I will be in touch.Barbara'"Damn face," I shouted through my tears. How could she do this? I thoughtwe were happy. Why did she leave? I slumped into a chair and just criedand cried.I awoke with a start."Barbara?"There would be no answer. Barbara wasn't there. She would never be. “Slow the fuck down, please!” Maz said impatiently, getting more and more excited as each number matched the ones she saw on screen... “Sorry! Forty seven... seventeen...” She said, nervously pausing between each number. By now, Maz was wiggling excitedly in her seat, “Yes, yes? Come on...” “And twenty-five!” CG burst out. “Oh... My... God!” Maz’s mouth was agape. “Read them again, CG! Read them again! Just to make sure.” “I’ve already checked it like ten times, Maz,” CG exclaimed, as. She slid to the edge of the red leather couch where we sat and her coat opened at the legs, and momentarily I saw she was wearing very little under her coat, our eyes met and her face lit up like a Christmas tree, then she closed it and resumed her haughty exterior, a very troubled lady I thought, but intriguing and damn sexy.We entered the bar, one of her 'Watering Holes', as she put it, 'Follow me', she said as we flitted past the long bar, 'Two Martini's', she said to the barman, whom seemed.