As I had said in one of the first of these stories, both my divorces were painful to go through but they were not mean. The emotions taking a beating was the painful part. So, what I am about to write here should help others understand how all this came to be.
Three days after our divorce was final, Sherry had invited me to come to her family church for some renewal of spiritual energies. I know this sounds somewhat odd given her sexual energy but she did come from a very strict religious family and communion was a major part of that. So, come Sunday following the final signatures on the divorce decree, here I am sitting in the pew beside my now ex-wife. Everyone in the Congregation knew we were divorced so for me it was hilarious to see the looks everyone was giving us when we walked in hand in hand.
The sermon was dry and boring as usual and the counsel was mundane. But afterward when we were standing talking with Sherry's friends and family an old acquaintance of hers whom she hadn't seen in many years walks up and said hello to Sherry.
She excused herself from the group to visit with her long lost friend and was gone from our little group discussion for almost a half hour. When she returned she offered her deepest regrets saying that Tad had a lot he wanted to say to her. We all kind of chuckled and assured her there was no problems with us. She kept looking at me however quite strangely. After several glances in my direction I finally realized she was leading me with her eyes. So I made my adieus and she and I left the group and went for a walk around the grounds.
As we rounded the first turn, I asked what she was up to. She said, how badly she was feeling and had felt for demanding a divorce just because of my job. I tried to calm her anxiety there by telling her that it was all my fault for letting the job come first. So she stopped me and grabbed me around the neck and kissed me deeply. When we broke the embrace she said she had something she wanted to ask me about that would require a lot of thought.
Bracing for who knows what I swallowed hard and told her to lay it out. When she said that Tad had invited her to his house along with a few friends from Church. She wanted to go but she had this unsure look in her eyes. I asked her if she wanted me to go with her and like a shot she said yes.
So we went back to what is now her home and changed in to something a bit more comfortable and left for Tad's place. We arrived about an hour later after having stopped to grab a quick bite to eat. When we got there, we saw that there dozens of cars and trucks parked all in the lawn, along the street and even in the backyard. I figure there was at least 30 cars there. So, looking at each other with puzzled expressions we made our way to the door. As she reached for the buzzer, Sherry was startled at the door being opened so quickly. Standing in the doorway was Tad's wife Becky wearing only a thong bottom. She had no top of any sort on. Sherry looked at me and said, we might better go.
Before I could respond, Becky grabbed Sherry by the hand and motioned for me to follow along. We walked in to a full blown orgy. Within the hour from the time we left the Church to the present about 60 people were engaged in various sex acts. There were trains, daisy chains, three ways, sixty nines, male on male and on and on.