hahaah "my husband say!"
I don't know if I feel more pity for men who lie to their wives about being attracted to other women, or for men who are literally only ever attracted to their wife. That second condition sounds very strange and impossible and not-for-mammals to me or something. I see how it's possible though, because images, impressions and memories of my wife inform the arousal part of my brain, so that when meditating on something like, "mmm asses," it is just hers that my mind is calling into my memory/visualization. So, I see how it is bio-chemically and neurologically possible, but it still sounds like a state of slavery to me.
Regarding my position, thoughts, feelings whatever, on my wife having sex with some other dude- obviously this is something to consider in my own feelings of my own infidelity.* But, when we "talk about it," (her squaring her jaw and saying, "it's like...I dunno") she swears that it is not possible for her to be aroused by other men, while I swear that this can't be true and is madness, and is not my condition. So, were she to take a man, that would be more treacherous than me with a woman.
I have some friends though that I think, if they really want to bang my wife, and she really wanted it, I would think, "ok whatever," like how I feel about sharing food with my brothers. (I grew up with 3 brothers)
*I am not going to cheat on my wife. I was curious how now-ascending, newly physically fit primal men coped with/responded to the fact that now they embody hotness in their environment, where previously they did not, and how this has affected their monogamous relationships, and wanted to commiserate with these men.
"Ah, those endless forests, and their horror-haunted gloom! For what eternities have I wandered through them, a timid, hunted creature, starting at the least sound, frightened of my own shadow, keyed-up, ever alert and vigilant, ready on the instant to dash away in mad flight for my life. For I was the prey of all manner of fierce life that dwelt in the forest, and it was in ecstasies of fear that I fled before the hunting monsters."
Jack london, "Before Adam"