I married my first girlfriend. Started dating sophomore year in high school. Stuck with her through college, married, four kids. Four affairs (that I know of) later, I'd had enough and we divorced. She tried to move in with the guy she was sleeping with but he was married and dumped her. She ended up with a much older guy eventually moving in with him after her mother basically threw her out of her house. I basically raised the kids myself while she chased her tail looking for all those "things she missed out on" because she married me.

Ten years later, were alone together after a family graduation party. She's alone again. No prospects. Paying the bills with her ass. $200.00 an hour she says. I think what the hell, broach the subject, she shrugs ok and I figured she wanted to otherwise she never would have brought it up. I shell out the money to fuck my ex-wife. It was the best fuck I ever had. No emotion, no caring about her feelings or needs just did what I wanted to do. It was like therapy, I fucked years of frustration and aggression towards her out of my system and all it cost was a couple hundred bucks. I still hate her but for about an hour I was really enjoying money well spent.

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