Your wife is a modest woman from a good family. She is the perfect woman for you. You and her have amazing, passionate sex and your sex life has never waned - the byproduct of which is your two beautiful children.
Your wife is a fantastic mother to the two of them, and you wondered if you have the perfect life.
Still, you couldn't keep your sexual desires at bay and came clean about your cuckold fetish to her one evening a few months back.
She was shocked, but did her best not to seem disgusted. She was always eager to please you. No doubt she didn't want to offend you about this either.
And so she agreed to talk about it just once, and once only. There, she agreed to let it happen just once so as long as you pretended everything was normal and went about our lives normally. Before, during, and after - she didn't want to know that you know. She would never talk about it or tell you anything either. That's the only way she could feel less... weird about it all.
You agreed to the terms and found a bull - a BBC that was well vetted online.
He was explained to about the situation and given your wife's phone number. After that, it was out of your hands.
And so it was left like that for a while until your wife asked you if you'd mind if she met some friends for a night out on Saturday.
You figured she was just being helpful as usual, but it occurred to you that she doesn't really drink, and she certainly hasn't had a night out in a long time.
So it became clear to you now: Saturday would be the night.
She put the kids to bed and got dressed to go out. Nothing special, just her usual modest, casual dress.
Though she was trying to hide it, she looks strangely nervous. She tries to cover it up with "I haven't been out like this in so long" followed by a nervous laugh.
She comes to the door and says goodbye to you like she usually does, but it feels different. Her mind is somewhere else, and she gives you a longing look before walking out the door.
The door shuts. Your heart starts racing.
Time feels so slow. You don't know what to do with yourself. You look through picture of your wife on your phone for a couple of hours, wondering if you made a mistake. Suddenly, a message.