Chapter 43 Predicament

• Ending the call, I moved over to take a seat. There was a flaw in my wife's plan, her shopping spree didn't get to me. Instead, I liked that she was willing to do that. I appreciated her spirit. I even admired her fearlessness in doing something that no one else would feel safe doing.
• It had been worth every penny she spent when I saw her walk into that restaurant in a dress that hugged her body at the right places. I literally drank her up with my eyes feasting deliciously on her perfect body. And so did every other man in the restaurant.
• It was fine by me to have other men admire my possession. I didn’t mind if they looked, if they admired what was mine, if they envied me. I wanted them to envy me, to have blue balls while thinking of my double-barrel-of-perfection-wife. As long as they don't touch her, we're good. Their imaginations were free to run wild.