Peter sat on the bed feeling a bit empty.  How was his wife taking this all in stride, but it was such a hard pill for himself to swallow and accept. Maybe it would just take time.  Maybe over time, Jim would fade from the picture, things could go back to normal.  But whatever was to happen, Peter was giving himself a headache analyzing the who, what where and when.  He needed a mental distraction for a while.<br/><br/>He grabbed the remote from the side of the bed and turned on the T.V, flipping to a college basketball game that was nearing the end.  He looked over at his wife, who was putting on deodorant and drying her hair.  She was a goddess, and he still couldn't believe to this day that she was his.  Unfortunately he didn't like the fact that he had to share her now.  His cock twitched with jealousy, as he shook his head and watched the remainder of the game.