After my wife once asked me how I would like to see her with another man, we decided to visit a sex club in which there was an abundance of single men.That very first visit to what became our favourite club completely changed our lives. I had to watch her lose herself with other men.
In that club, it often happened that a certain chemistry developed between her lover/bull. I regularly saw her kissing a lover, lovingly embracing a man, heard her telling him how much she had enjoyed him or telling her lover hoping to meet him again.
To be honest, that's how I knew my wife, to whom I had been married for almost 40 years. Always friendly towards other men. And always with that broad smile. Enjoying sex with other men to the fullest.
Now completely forgetting about me, enjoying herself.
So it happened that she entrusted to me that she had fallen deeply in love with one man: ‘You always told me that this could happen and that you could live with it. Now it has come to pass. What a luxury to be able to love two men at the same time. You as my everyday very beloved husband, he as the man with whom sex exceeds all imagination.’
Believe it or not, our already strong bond became even stronger because we could now talk more openly about deeper feelings and sex in the most intimate details.