I was not jealous and didn't classify that as cheating. I did not know if the wife would feel the same and was quite doubtful that there was enough bo...ze at the bar to change her mind.Later on her boss came over to our table to say hello and sat next to my wife. They were quickly engaged in conversation and I could not help but notice where he was looking.....right at my wife's legs and feet. I watched her and she was oblivious to his staring. At one point he actually placed his hand on her. Since then, our sex life is my wife fucking herself with a large (8” x 2 1/4”) dildo and an eroscillator on her clit..It is understood that my role is to assist her as she gets the satisfaction she needs from her large sex toys. While she gets completely undressed, my boxer briefs remain on…I lay beside her, my arm wrapped around her, holding her tight, my other hand caressing her tits or pulling her leg back, spreading them open, and holding them up in the air…My entire focus is on her. I see you smiling in eager excitement as you try to capture all those dismounting in your gaze. Trying to see everyone at once, I know you haven’t laid eyes on me quite yet.This makes my heart flutter knowing I have some element of surprise. I smoothly rush my fingers through my long, dark coffee hair. The tangles snatching at my fingers, letting me know I must look a terrible sight, yet your eyes still light up as you catch sight of me. I’m so glad that you are as happy to see me as I am to. “Have a look in the cupboard in the spare room, that’s where Mum puts them” replied Lauren, “Get two so I can dry my hair, can you, as there’s only the big one and this little thing in here” she said, indicating another smaller towel on the rail.Nikki wrapped the bigger towel around her, unlocked the door and headed for the spare room. The cupboard was easy to find but the towels were on the top shelf. Nikki looked around for something to stand on and found an old three-legged stool. Balancing.