My wife was finally being part of my fantasy in real life and to be honest, she looked like she was enjoying it a lot. She had a massive grin in her f...ce and I think she was a little surprised by her own reaction. Her nipples started getting hard and it became very clear that she was not wearing anything under her sarong, which was not transparent, but if you looked against the light, you could see a lot (areolas included). I called the waiter, I wanted someone to see her tits and she was. "You found someone else didn't you?"I could see tears from as she nodded her head in agreement."You and him have already gone all the way haven't you?"Again, she just nodded."Then I guess tonight will be goodbye," I said with tears in my eyes."I couldn't wait for you to make a commitment forever. You can take me home if you want." No. I invited you for dinner. It may not have gone anything like I planned, but I will at least see to it that you do eat."We sat in silence waiting for our dinner. We turned our keys and I carried the box out hearing a rattle inside. I opened it and besides the lock on the box being secure, there was a single loose coin in the deposit box. I know I closed it the other day. She saw the coin and asked, "Is this all you have?"I opened the keyed box and it was as full as the other day. Martha looked astonished. "Do you know how much there is in here?" Not really. I thought it weighed about 40 pounds, but I don't have an exact idea." Forty pounds at today's. Mr Jobsworth explained that today was a role-playing day to find out what job I was best suited to and that the three gentlemen were Captains of Industry and the lady was a Queen Bitch and they were going to help him by checking out my assets and qualifications. Well, I pouted my stingy-bee lips at the news that they were only Captains because I'd really hoped for a General or an Admiral, but then my shower-head cunny gave an extra-squiffy squirt of delight at the news that she was a Queen of.