My beloved wife is a cooking researcher. Her delicious food has captured my heart, and thanks to her, I've been living a fulfilling life. One day, my wife said she wanted to hold a cooking class at our house. I told her no, but I gave in to her enthusiasm. The class was going well, and my wife seemed to enjoy it. On the day of the class, I went home to get something I forgot, and I saw my wife with a male student... That night, I questioned her, and she began to speak in small words. My wife is the type who is popular with older men, and many of her students are older men. At first, it was normal, but gradually there were sexual harassment-like things such as dirty jokes. If I had been more forceful at that point, it would have been different, but my wife accepted it. A light touch turned into a caress, and before I knew it, my wife had been cooked. My excitement over my anger at the description of the act my wife described. I made her promise to stop the relationship with the student, and the situation settled. After my wife left the room, I lightly rubbed my painfully erect crotch, and an unprecedented feeling of ejaculation enveloped me. And for a moment, I thought. If my wife didn't stop her relationship with her student, I would be able to experience this pleasure again...