I thoroughly enjoy your magazine, and would like to share with you and your readers the experience of discovering my wife and her lover some years ago, and how that discovery and what followed improved our relationship.

Zoe and I had been married for ten years and had two young daughters. She was 30 years old, five foot four, with auburn hair — very shapely and attractive. She has a very healthy sexual appetite, and we enjoyed a very good relationship.

I was 32 years old and working in electronic sales, which involved untraditional hours and quite a bit of travel. Zoe was a full-time housewife and mother. However, she was also a volunteer at one of the local hospitals for four hours a day, twice a week.

She had mentioned a couple of times that she often assisted a very nice doctor, and was very impressed with him. On one occasion, I had stopped by the hospital on one of her volunteer days to have her sign some tax forms, and I found the two of them having coffee in the cafeteria. His name was Vito, and he was a very good-looking Italian man, 45 years old, about five foot ten, well-built, and very personable.

The next week I returned home from a business trip at about 10 p.m. I was not expected home until the following night. As I started to turn into my driveway, which leads along the side of the house and around back to the garage, I noticed the solid-wood gates were closed. When I went to open the gates, I saw an unfamiliar car parked in the rear driveway.

There didn’t appear to be any light on in the house, and I began to get suspicious. Entering the enclosed rear yard, I walked around to the other side of the house, where I could see faint light showing through the family-room window. When I looked in, I was shocked to see my wife and Vito sitting on the sofa in a very passionate embrace. The top half of her negligee was down to her waist, and he was fondling and kissing her breasts. When he started to remove her panties, she stood up, took his hand, and led him down the hall toward the bedroom.

By this time, I was less in shock and more aroused at seeing my wife make out with another man. Wanting to see more, and perhaps not quite believing what I had just witnessed, I slipped quietly through a side door into the garage, and then into a utility room leading into the kitchen. As I walked silently down the hallway, I noticed the door to our master bedroom was slightly ajar, and the other two bedrooms dark (I found out the next day that my wife had arranged for our daughters to spend the night with their grandparents).

Fortunately, my wife had left the master-bathroom light on, and it provided low-level indirect light into the bedroom. She and Vito were naked and in a wild embrace on the bed, groping and kissing each other. As he went down on her and plunged his face and tongue into her beautiful pussy, she went wild, crying out how much she wanted him to fuck her. She reached orgasm after orgasm as he continued to eat her pussy. Finally, he came up for air and she moved down on him, taking his large, thick cock in her hands. Before she took it in her mouth, she exclaimed how big and beautiful it was.

As my wife sucked his cock, she kept moaning in obvious enjoyment while Vito continued to stroke her pussy with his fingers. Finally, my wife lay back and said, “Fuck me now, Vito. Please put it in now!” As he slowly slid his cock into her pussy, she screamed, “Oh God! That is so beautiful! I’ve waited so long for you to fuck me!”

Vito shoved his big cock into Zoe’s pussy faster and harder as she continued to cry out in ecstasy. At first her legs were in the air and then wrapped around his waist. Then Vito positioned her legs over his shoulders as he pressed them down on her chest for maximum penetration. The sounds of enjoyment coming from her were sounds I had never heard before. As their hips and groins thrust together, she told him that she had “never been fucked so deep or so hard.”

I stood there in the dark hallway watching these two beautiful people create the most exciting sexual scene for over an hour — hotter than any movie. Position after position, orgasm after orgasm, it became obvious that these two were a perfect sexual match. I was mesmerized and sexually aroused more than I had been in a long time. Then I remembered that the gorgeous woman I was watching was my wife!

When Vito got up and started to get dressed, I slipped out of the house and returned to my car. Still in a state of semi-shock as well as sexual arousal, I drove down the street and waited until he left. Deciding to avoid a negative and emotional confrontation at that time, I went to a motel and spent the night reflecting on the unbelievable spectacle that I had witnessed and deciding how best to deal with it.

The next day I went home and told my wife what I had witnessed. At first she broke down and cried. She assured me that she still loved me and did not want our marriage to end, nor did Vito want to end his marriage, which involved four children. However, she wanted to keep seeing him, because they were sexually attracted to each other and she didn’t want to be put in the position of having to make a choice between her husband and her extramarital lover.

My wife promised that she would continue to love me, that our sex life would not suffer, and that she would be very discreet in her relationship with Vito. She also promised to tell me whenever they were together and not to keep any secrets from me regarding their relationship. The sexual variety and fulfilling a desire of having an Italian lover satisfied a longtime fantasy of hers.

During the ten years since that affair, Zoe has enjoyed two other sexual relationships with my approval. I understand her needs and appreciate her honesty and her love for me. Our marriage has remained intact and strong, and our daughters have been spared a divorce. Is this type of relationship for everyone? No — usually because of a lack of maturity on the part of at least one of the participants. But it certainly worked for us, and it can work for others. The end result for us was a more solid, more trusting, and more mature relationship.