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appreciate it.”
    “I saw how much he did.”
    “Yes. He appreciated it several times. You really aren’t mad I just went, are you? I figured it was what you’d want me to do anyway. I’m sorry I didn’t give you a heads-up.”
    “Really, it’s cool, honey. I was just a little surprised to see Zach’s place when I pulled up the video.”
    “Well, I promise next time I’ll make sure you know who I’m fucking beforehand.”
    Even I had to laugh at that. “I love you, honey.”
    “I love you, babe.”

three
     
     
    Dana’s bad date seemed to sap her enthusiasm for finding a date online. I told her she couldn’t let one bad experience taint the whole idea, but she seemed convinced that all the guys on there were liars. She went through the profiles of guys we’d communicated with and found where she thought they were lying. I knew enough to give her space and just hope she would come around. It wasn’t like that was our only avenue to continue our hot dates, but I was excited about the prospect of trying something new. In the meantime, I had my videos to enjoy.
    I have to admit, having other men lust after my wife has become a bit of an obsession for me. It’s always on my mind. We took the kids to a local fall festival and as we wandered through the crowd, I wondered which of the men who passed by lusted after my wife. Dana wore a snug pair of jeans that made her ass look absolutely perfect and a snug sweater that hugged her tits. There was nothing overtly sexy about it—she was never dressed like a slut around the kids—but Dana is a beautiful woman, the kind of woman men notice.
    When she bent over to wipe our daughter’s face clean after a candy apple, I caught another husband staring at her ass. Seeing his wife, I couldn’t blame him. He wasn’t a bad looking guy, and I wondered if Dana would go for him under different circumstances. For an insane moment I pictured my wife slipping behind some haystacks with the guy and making out while I watched the kids in the playground. I had to shake the image out of my mind because I felt myself getting hard. Dana looked at me quizzically, wondering about the odd expression on my face, and I just smiled and kissed her.
    In the weeks after her date with Terry, she mostly stayed away from the websites, but she did go over to see Zach again. It would be the fifth time she was with him and I couldn’t help fearing it was becoming too much of a regular thing. Dana seldom initiated it. She and Zach shared a few texts every day and he always asked her to come over, but she mostly told him she was busy. She only gave in if he sent a particularly dirty, pleading text, then she would ask if I was okay watching the kids while she went out. Either that, or I would suggest she go over because it had been a while. But since that night when she went to him without telling me first, I hadn’t suggested it. I was still trying to sort my feelings about Zach.
    “How would you feel if I went out for a while?” she asked. She had trouble hiding her excitement.
    I didn’t have to ask where she wanted to go. “I guess not. He really wants you, doesn’t he?” just thinking about the younger man dying to fuck my wife made my cock twitch.
    “He always wants it,” Dana giggled. “He’s just being really cute about it tonight.” She turned her phone to me and showed me his text.
    - Ur killing me! U can’t send that and then deny me.
    I scrolled up and saw that Dana had stripped down and sent him a selfie taken in the full-length mirror in our bedroom. Her lavender bra and panty set was sexy. I could imagine Zach sitting there with blue balls as he thought about screwing Dana. Would he feel any differently if he knew she was still married, I wondered. There was so little I knew about him. Dana told me that he dated around, but wasn’t serious with anyone. Did that have anything to do with her?
    “You are torturing the poor kid,” I said.
    “He deserved it for this.”