'Bite me,' she sent with another cute emoji.'Go ahead and flirt, this is kind of fun' I encouraged her through another text. I was actually very tense...watching them though and was working on my second drink at the bar. My sweet innocent wife, who had never even kissed another guy except me, was now the sexiest woman at the bar getting hit on by a random guy. I would have never imagined a year ago we would be doing this kind of thing. And having fun! I noticed him touching her arm, then her. "How do you feel? Do you feel uncomfortable? Powerful? Happy? How do you feel?" She said it was a simple question, but she was looking at me with an intensity that I hadn't seen in her before.I thought carefully about the question before I answered. Then I said, "I feel happy that I am giving Rachel what she wants. I feel confident, knowing that I can do what I want and Rachel will enjoy it. When I am doing something that is way out there, I am nervous that I will do something to hurt Rachel. She looked outside into the hall and closed the door. I like an idiot I just stood there, I was glued to that spot, my throat was completely dry, I had butterflies in my stomach, it might have been the humidity but I was starting to feel a little light head. While she had been at the door she had closed the lights, and the only visible light was the streetlights pouring in through the window. The fact that the lights had just been turned off, snapped me back to reality, and I quickly turned. You’re like a human popsicle and I’m close to being one too. Now haul your ass out of that chair and get into the bed so we can keep each other from freezing our asses off.”“I think I can manage just fine here,” he hesitated. He watched Nicole climb back into bed and then she motioned for him to join her.“Bring that nice comforter with you, now get moving!” the redhead sounded angry. Reluctantly he slowly got up bringing his pillow and comforter with him. He spread the warm blanket over the bed.