At least she wasn’t arguing.“Now most guys would think it was very odd for a wife to say, basically, go play to your heart’s content. But you ha...e to remember who said it. Valerie isn’t like any woman I ever met before. The way you raised her...” I stopped and reworded things in my mind. “The environment in which she was raised had a woman in it who seemed to hate men. She certainly didn’t trust any of them. Valerie didn’t even go on dates, because she was afraid it would stress you out that. I mean he was kinda hot. I looked through the dresser drawers and found a 7 inch dildo. My cock was getting hard. I never saw such a thing in person. In my curiosity I decided to see how much I could take in my mouth. In seconds I had most of it in my mouth but started to gag so I quit. I put it back thinking he must suck that occasionally. I never saw him as gay but now I don’t know… I looked around and to my surprise, found a laptop still on. I never thought id see him owning a. Maybe fostering could be a way forward for us after Frank’s reversal attempt if he will try that route. That thought banishes the weeds and puts a spring in her step, Abby notices the change of pace.“You’ve had an idea haven’t you Jenny?”“Yes Abby, You may well have really helped us, I hadn’t thought of fostering, it could mean completely missing the first messy few years and getting straight to the fun bit.” We meet Frank and Becky in the middle of the back straight and again we kiss, only a. Oh, I’ve pleaded, begged. But no. She won’t.And I know why. Deep in her heart, she doesn’t WANT me to be a cuckold husband. She’s settled into the reality of it, but would not choose such a life style. She isn’t comfortable in the role of cuckoldress. She truly wants a man who will punch the bloke in the face who gets fresh with her. A husband that will send threats back at anyone who leered inappropriately.In balance to her tolerance of my proclivity towards cuckold fantasy, I have redoubled.