I talked it over with Lisa and she agreed we should take it slow. We began dating. I would see her two sometimes three times a week for dinner or a mo...ie and most often sex. We were having sex more now than we had been having before our problem. The divorce became final and we both decided that was okay.Things seemed to be going fine. I got a promotion at work and Lisa accepted that I had to travel occasionally. Then one evening Lisa called me and said that she was going on a date with another. She said she wouldn’t mind being rich and miserable.”“I’ve been rich and miserable before, and believe me, it isn’t very much fun. It just means you can break more expensive objects than other people when you fight. I’m a pretty simple guy who happens to get paid very well for what he does for a living. Richness to me is having the love of a good woman, and a family, not necessarily the size of your bank account.”“I’m not sure I should know how much money you have. I don’t want you to see me as. "Do you want me to?" I asked."If you want to," answered my husband. He showed me his hand."Is this good?" I asked."Yes," answered my husband, "I don't think he'll be able to beat it."I knew that we couldn't afford a $22,000 debt, but I also knew that we already couldn't afford $11,000 so I whispered "yes." Sorry," whispered my husband as I followed him into the kitchen. When we got into the kitchen I could see John leaning back on a chair with a big shit eating grin across his face. I was glad. He lasted a long time before he came in me and I found out later he had masterbated a couple times so he would last longer for my first fuck. He fucked me at least four times before we went to sleep. Then he woke me twice and fucked me again. First thing in the morning we fucked before we went to the shower and fucked there. He completely washed my body playing with my tits and my pussy. He then turned me and washed my ass. I loved when he soaped and ran a finger around my hole and then pushed.