My wife and I had been talking about her cuckolding me for weeks. I'm not sure she really believed that I wanted her to do it. Of course, I did. I think. So, tonight, when she left the party with our neighbor, to go upstairs where our bedroom was, I followed them, and stood outside of the door that she, I think intentionally, left cracked. That's where she looked right after she sucked his cock. She seemed to be looking right in my eyes as if to ask, "So. Sissy. Is this what you wanted?"