These changes were not without consequences for our relationship however.I knew I was becoming more submissive and subservient with each step. Icould ...see her expressing her power in our marriage; the power she wasn'tallowed to exert at work. Some of these changes were mild, for example, Iintentionally became a listener first rather than a talker. I nodded myhead and responded with agreeing comments when she verbalized herfrustrations. Rather than offer a solution, I just acted as a. I could hear her downstairs talking in on the phone. Then about ten minutes later I heard the outside door open and close. I heard two voices, one sounded male. I heard footsteps on the stairs and then the door opened and Danni walked in, followed by a guy I had never seen before. “This is Chris” said Danni. “We met online and I invited him to come along and watch you get fucked” I looked at her shocked and then looked at Chris. He was younger than myself and Danni, probably early thirties. He. I want to hold her boobs. I want to make love to them. God, if only she knew…if only she knew.“Mark are you alright?” she asked. He said yes. “Do you like this better?” as her hands spread out re-introducing the outfit she wore that day.He smiled grandly and said yes. He looked at her body. She looked back at him. She asked what was wrong. He told her nothing at all was wrong and repeated himself too. “So, in your opinion Mark, what do you like about this?” she asked.Oh where to start he told. Next came my makeup. I put on a light coat of foundation, blush and lipliner, just enough to subtly enhance my best features. I didn't like to look overly made-up. I went back into the bedroom and stepped into my black sweater- dress. I had debated on something more fancy, but decided to show Katie how I liked to be - comfortable. I pulled my auburn wig out of its box, put it on, adjusted it, and gave it a few quick brushes to make the style perfect. As I stepped into my pumps, I heard.