She knocked on the door and when she went in I jumped out and ran into the back yard. I was sure I would be bit by a dog or shot but there wasn't a f...ence and the bushes around the house were overgrown so I crawled under one and looked into the window. What I saw was something unexpected. My wife, who has always been a "take charge" kind of women was with a large hispanic young man and they were kissing passionately. He was probably about 25 years old and was tatted all over his body. After. And then started planning out another day on my own.I went up to my room and did an hour of yoga. Despite my age, I’ve managed to stay in pretty good shape and have the body of a woman still in her early 40s–if not younger. I’ve never been much of a runner. With my curves, even in a sports bra is causes quite a scene. So I’ve been doing yoga for years.I’d bought a new black, bandeau bikini for the trip. It wasn’t something I’d feel comfortable wearing. I know he has a cuckolding fetish but I think he enjoys it more than he lets on, and loves the fact that his wife is out having a very passionate, intensely sexual relationship with another man while he's stuck at home or working.Soon after we started seeing each other, I told her to stop wearing her wedding band when she came to see me. (Side note to any potential cuckolds: if your wife is going on a date, consider having her leave the ring at home. In my experience with several hotwives,. I knew she was at work already and I couldn’t help wanting something to happen, something to punish her… Not death… The violence around us stopped. A soft voice behind my ear asked what I wished. I thought for a moment, giving her an image of an accident, a cast, something to damage her prized beauty… ‘It will be done.’ Then disappeared. Christyne and Jack looked at me, concerned, wondering what had happened. I shrugged, still not quite sure what I had just asked for but knowing that so long.