From then on, she would occasionally fuck another guy and come home and tell Harry about it. He would worship her afterwards. Lick every part of her and then fuck her until she screamed. It wasn’t often but it was enough. It was only recently that she had taken on a more serious lover. Other people would be jealous. Other people would want to know who their wife was taking to bed. Harry just imagined it was Theo and hoped that it made brought him joy. He would happily live out the rest of his life alone if it made the two of them happy.