No

Vanessa was beautiful. There wasn't a flaw on her body. It also helped that she certainly seemed to be into you. Still, this type of relationship wasn't familiar to you yet. You knew it'd be ten times harder to get comfortable if the woman you were married too was 15 years younger and still in high school.

"Vanessa, you're gorgeous and you'll make a great wife someday. I just need someone closer to my age. I'm gonna have to pass."

You braced for a verbal lashing. Instead, you found support. "No worries John" Wayne said. "You still want to be a Whittman though right?" You excitedly nodded your head. Vanessa looked like she was about to cry. Wayne turned to her and gave her a....well, sort of pep talk. "Now baby, that just means you need to keep trying. Workout harder, practice your cooking and cleaning, and make yourself as attractive as possible. One day a man will find you pleasurable enough to date."

Vanessa turned to you; her head was tipped downward. "Thank you for considering me sir. It was an honor to be in your presence. I wish you luck on your search and please feel free to make use of my body in the singles room."

You didn't quite know what to do next. Thankfully, Wayne pointed you in the right direction. "Well John, that means your wife is waiting in the singles room. Remember, you can choose any woman in there. Don't be afraid to stop and talk to them, even if they're mid-coitus. Vanessa, since you're still on the market, why don't you follow him downstairs."

You and Vanessa walk back downstairs to the basement. The orgy was still going on full swing. As Vanessa walks in an obese man covered in hair grabs her. "I've been waiting for you Vanessa, where you been?" Vanessa smiles. "I'm sorry sir, I was with my father. I will do my best to please you though with the time we have." He grabs her hand then walks her over to a closet. He has her get on her knees. He stands outside the closet, grabs his cock, then begins to piss all over her. Vaneesa is smiling like she's having the time of her life. She's rubbing the urine into her skin and willingly opening her mouth. Once he's done he doesn't say a word; he goes and sits back in a chair and takes a sip of what appeared to be Whisky. It seems like he had been waiting this whole time to urinate on her.

As you look around the room, you see a number of women who could potentially be your wife. So many of the women here were beautiful. Even better, since they were all nude, you could find out exactly what you were getting. This decision would be for life; you needed to be informed as possible. As you circled the pile of sex that had formed in the middle of the room, a couple faces and bodies caught your attention. Who would you choose?