He was even chatting her up that first night the horny bugger. She came down from showering & dressing & went into the Sitting Room to watch TV & ...ave a couple of drinks .. She knows what we are doing & likes the idea we are talking about her . We usually stay out of her way to give her the chance to have a drink & get in the mood for us. This particular night we decided at about 10pm she might be tipsy by now so we went into the Sitting room to be with her. Just seeing what clothes. I can’t fix her. The boys shamed me into letting her stay here while she healed. I’m ok with that. She’s still my wife for at least two more months. My vows said in sickness and in health. I’m honoring that part of it as I always have. It was late, I opened her door to check on her. She was sleeping. I stroked her face. I whispered, “I miss you, my love”. A couple of tears fell onto her face. As I walked out, I touched her gorgeous toes protruding from her cast. She knew I loved her feet and. ..although she is not aware of that particular fantasy. She is what I would call a shoeplayer....dangle and dips. I almost always catch other men staring at her feet. Of course she is oblivious to all of that...so she claims. I have brought it to her attention numerous times but she just dismisses me. This evening was different..............very different. We had not been out for a long time and we were both adamant that tonight was going to be fun. I just did not know how much fun. We always. I stopped for a second and then started walking again toward them. I didnt care who she was I was not going to walk away this time. When I reached them I swear I saw relief in his eyes and he said Everything okay? as he drew me in and put his arm around me, standing next to me. I smiled up at him and said Couldnt be better and turned to her and said I dont think we have met. Im Sachiko. She just stared at me with Bitch written all over her forehead and made her goodbyes and walked away. I.