My Wife is a Slut.

I travel on business.  A lot.  And when I go away, I often get a call saying "I'm going to go see Chris."  I know precisely what that means.  She's going to get fucked, and get fucked pretty well.
Do I mind?  Not at all.
Why is that?  Why is it so hard to believe that a man would want his wife only for himself.  Am I concerned that she'll fall in love with someone else?  Not at all.  For her, it's all about "fresh kill."  I'm not exactly wired the same, but we are just both open minded and are willing to each let the other explore.  So, if she's going to get some, I can too, and I do.  
Plus, there are other benefits than the 'even-steven' exchange (which, by the way, has not really been even and I'm not telling you which way is out of balance).  But, there's that shared eroticism knowing that both of us can be honest about our cravings and desire.  I have a great time coming home, knowing that she's been fucked, especially because she generally only gets more hungry.  
What I know she craves is more dominance.  And, I enjoy giving it to her, but she craves it more than I can give.  It's hard to treat the mother of your children as a complete slut and whore, but I do my best.  And, she does her best to be an amazing slut.  And, yes, that is her picture.