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My wife and I got married when my wife was only 21 years old. I was 7 years older than her at the time and now we are 42 and 35 respectfully. Our marriage had been very strong over the past 14 years that we had been together. She still had a great figure and any man would be lucky to be with her. Our sex life was still as good today as it was when we first met.

A few months ago I began to play out a scene in my mind where my wife would be dominated by another man in bed. I began to research how I felt and found that a lot of men were going through the same thing as me. I was quite surprised that so many of them had actually acted on their thoughts and had their wives fuck another man while they watched. Some others join in while others wanted to be dominated along with their wives. There was a ton of info on the internet and I tried to read as much of it as I could.

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