Those eyes, the look of my wife's expression after being with another man are so powerful for me. Humble but grateful and looking to see my reaction. I was always taught that sharing is a sign of maturity, and I realized that my willingness to let my wife share herself made me happy and turned on. It is not a common arrangement, but yet it's our own. We have both learned that her sexual enjoyment for just fun does not always equal love...it's an important distinction. She cares for her lovers, but we share our own unique love in our marriage to fulfill each other's fantasies. We both have learned how couples can possibly learn to love a polyamorous type of arrangement -- maybe love has no limits(?)