For all those Cuckolds who relish the very thought of their Wife with another Man.
A similar conversation took place one evening in a coffee shop where I was killing time while she was out on her date. As it turned out, the fellow I was talking to was a fellow cuckold though we did not know one another. We exchanged histories and commonalities. So relevant was the image in my mind of my wife legs suspended and open wide as Hal was relentlessly thrusting his endowment in her.
Imagining her with another man is one of the many things us cuckolds have to endure, accept of even enjoy. But we are not alone and my bet would be that the friend you met in the coffee bar has the same thoughts in his head.