Rob had consumed a liberal amount of drinks but he wasn't drunk. Marcie seemed more depressed than tipsy as they stepped into the yellow bedroom. She took a seat naked on the end of the bed.
"Don't you want to get dressed?" Rob asked with surprise.
Marcie seemed oblivious to her naked condition. "I can't believe I ruined Flo and Joe's," she sighed, her eyes watering up.
Rob sat next to her on the foot of the bed. She looked sad and miserable as she stared at the floor so Rob reached his arm out, cupped her chin with his hand, and brought her face up while leaning close.
"You gave it your all," he said. "You're the bravest and most committed, stubborn fighter I've ever met."
"Would you kiss me, please?" Marcie pleaded.
Rob was surprised by the request but he wasn't going to let her down. He leaned in further and gently pressed his lips to hers, their first kiss after so many years of knowing each other. He broke the kiss and Marcie smiled gallantly while brushing a tear from her eye.
"You have no idea how bad I feel about closing the shop," she said.
Rob wrapped his arm around her shoulder and pulled her close to him. She nestled her head against his chest and softly cried, her tears dripping on his chest like a little river, down along his stomach and puddling in his pubic hair.
"I'm sorry," she said through her sobs. All this is a little bit too much for me."
"I understand," Rob said, trying to sooth her by running his hand through her soft hair.
"You're going to hate me forever for dragging you to an orgy," Marcie said.
"There's nobody I'd rather go to an orgy with than you," Rob replied with a wry grin on his face.
She giggled despite how upset she was and Rob was taken aback a few minutes later when he felt her hand around his penis that became instantaneously hard. He was already sore from fighting erections every time he saw an attractive nude woman downstairs.
"Your penis was the only one I noticed all night," Marcie said softly.
She lifted up her head and looked into his eyes while she continued to stroke his penis. "I'm really feeling vulnerable, defeated, horny and turned on all at the same time," she confessed. "It's the weirdest feeling I've ever had."
"I'm experiencing the same sensations," Rob admitted as he softly placed his hand on her breast.
Marcie kissed him passionately. "We're in this together, right?" She said. "You won't desert me at Flo and Joe's, will you?"
"I'll be with you until the end," he promised, dropping his hand to her inner thigh, giving her a squeeze. "You're the only one I wanted to look at downstairs" he said.
"I'm glad you looked," she smiled as she spread her legs for him.
His fingers moved closer to her secret spot. "You're wet," he realized.
"Yes," she admitted, kissing him harder. "Because of you."
His penis stiffened in her hand as his fingers moved along her opening. She moaned as he began to rub inside her lips while she continued to work his organ. It didn't take Marcie long to release herself, her wetness spilling onto Rob's fingers as she whimpered into his mouth.
Rob stared into her eyes and he smiled when she broke the kiss. "Are we still Prude Nudes?"
Marcie snickered. "I think we're having our own little orgy," she said.
"It feels much better being alone with you," Rob said, kissing the tip of her nose. "I want to be the only one looking at you naked."
"Good," she said, glancing down and eying his penis she had wrapped in her hand. "I don't want anybody else handling this either."
"I never thought you would be interested," Rob admitted.
"Do you want to make love to me?" Marcie asked hopefully.
Rob nodded. "For a long time now," he said.
"Really?" she asked with surprise.
"Yes," he said. "When I started thinking about coming to Pleasantville I wondered if there was anybody else I would rather come here with besides you and when I realized the answer was no I knew you were the one I wanted to be with."
Marcie pushed him back on the bed and she fell on top of him. "My donut maker," she said happily.
"Marcie…" he whispered, happily kissing her.
Their tongues played together as Marcie positioned herself by straddling his lap and using her hand to direct his hard penis into her entrance as she began rocking her hips.
"I want to forget about everything but you," she said as her eyes became teary again.
"Don't be sad," Rob pleaded. "Don't be sad."
They made passionate and emotional love until Marcie cried out as she orgasmed and Rob managed to cum with her, moaning almost as loudly. Marcie collapsed on top of Rob with his penis still inside her and he felt her tears on his face.
"Can pleasure block sadness, regret, and loss?" Marcie wanted to know as she sobbed against her lover.
"For a little while," Rob said softly. "We don't have to mourn for a little while."
Marcie and Rob had a wonderful night together, holding each other under the covers of Pleasantville, grieving the pending loss of Flo and Joe's, feeling responsible for the inevitable closing of the coffee shop.
"At least we have each other," Rob told her more than once.
In the morning they showered together, (finally) dressed and prepared to leave Pleasantville, certain that they would never return.
"Ah, how's my favorite couple doing?" Carl grinned, greeting them at the bottom of the stairs when they left their yellow room for the final time.
"We weren't a couple until last night, King Carl," Marcie told him.
"Exactly," Carl smiled. "Isn't it pleasant in Pleasantville?"
"Not really," Marcie pouted. "We're losing the shop. Nobody was interested in helping us out."
"Nobody?" Carl asked, feigning hurt as he pulled a folded check from his bathrobe.
"What's that?" Rob asked with surprise.
"A check for a hundred grand," Carl beamed, handing the piece of paper to Marcie. "Flo and Joe gets to live another day."
Marcie stared at the check with disbelief. "Why would you do this?" She asked.
"Why wouldn't I?" An amused Carl asked. "Look, I knew you two were crazy for each other the first time I saw you together even if you didn't know it. I figured you'd figure it out if you came here, got naked, and fought for survival together."
"This was your perverted plan to get us together?" Marcie asked with an embarrassed smirk.
"I had fun," Carl shrugged. "I got to see you naked and it only cost me a hundred grand."
Marcie rolled her eyes, looking chagrined.
"Thanks, Carl," Rob said sincerely, shaking his benefactor's hand.
"Aren't I the genius?" Carl laughed. "Name a muffin after me. And your first born son."
Marcie leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. "Thank you, Carl," she said, wiping the tears of happiness from her eyes.
"Don't mention it, Flo," Carl grinned. "And Joe, you take care of her."
"I will," Rob promised.
"Come on," Marcie said happily as she took Rob by the hand. "Let's go make some donuts."