“I still haven’t got myself completely sorted out," she said. "I think we still have a long way to go and I may yet scare the hell out of you but ... want us to do it together.”“Apart from surprising each other and frightening ourselves half to death have you any idea how that might work? Kiss and make up is great...”“But the part before that can be tough?”“Tough? Terrifying, more like.”Her face fell a little. “Was it that bad?”I stood up tore off my shirt, pulled off my belt and dropped. That made me come up really close behind him and push my hand into the back of his pants. I groped his nice smooth bubble ass and ran my finger down his crack while he reached back and felt up my cock in my pants. That got my 8-inches really hard. Come on in, I whispered to him, and we slipped into the booth. He pulled his pants all the way down and turned the other way in order to show off his spectacular ass to me. I rubbed it and kissed it until he bent over and spread his cheeks. That was. My husband was willing to make a sacrifice unlike anything that I had ever heard of a man doing for his wife. I would not hurt him by raining on his parade. Perhaps, he would find no takers. It would be quite a stunt to find a man who would go with a married man to his house to have sex with his wife.Two weeks later, I was sitting watching CSI. It was a repeat, but interesting. I heard Walter's car arrive in the drive. The garage door opened and closed. In walked Walter, accompanied by a man. Between couplings with Eve, they talked about the four types of marriage that might apply to her and Tim: independent, co-dependent, family, and public. They also talked about the degrees of fidelity, loyalty, and sexual frequency each marital archetype invoked.Eve had sought a family marriage to start and had settled for co-dependent. Now her co-dependent ten-year marriage had become rote. In the first eight years with Tim, she'd invested her time building her marriage nest: food, shelter,.