Several RP truths hammered home here:

• She's not mine, it's just my turn
• Feelz not realz
• Open hypergamy

I have a side business and got a small job in my wife's home town where she grew up. She hadn't been back in decades but has a couple friends there. It's almost a half day drive away. I figure we make a night of it and she can visit her friends.

We get there. Her 2 GFs have a fancy car for them to ride around reminiscing before we all go to dinner. One stop is wife's childhood house where she grew up. There's a guy outside as we pull up and stop. Turns out he lives there now. He shows us all around the house. He says "come back if you know any single women." We leave.

Eventually it comes out that one of my wife's friends is single and the other friend suggests we go back and pick up the Lone Alpha. I let this happen. My wife is easily +4 SMV on both of her friends. We head to dinner and Lone Alpha starts telling stories about the house my wife grew up in. His game is tight. My attempts to redirect the conversation fail, as tears of emotion well up in my wife's eyes about the renovations he was doing on her childhood room and the structures that daddy built etc. My wife is showing him IOIs.

I realize that I allowed Lone Alpha to the game table who had a Full House, literally my wife's childhood house, that he did not have to earn - I handed it to him. It was like my being on the 1 yard line or getting forced against the ropes in boxing. He was almost unbeatable. I didn't panic, and remained calm.

Eventually my wife goes to get contact info from the lone alpha in front of me and her friends. I saw this coming because of intense feelz generated by the "synchronicity". She couldn't help herself. I also read that story about the PUA (Mystery?) who got Scott Baio's girlfriends phone number while Scott was in the room. I am prepared.

Wife: "so... email addresses? Phone numbers?"

Me: (looking directly at Lone Alpha and the two girl friends while I laugh) "I think she likes him"

Me: (to Lone Alpha with two girlfriends attention) "hey if you want to take her off my hands, then I'll throw in the ring for free" (pointing at my wedding band with a big smile) ...laughs all around, situation defuses, power shift.

At this point Lone Alpha knows I have to go work later that evening and having attracted my wife effortlessly by circumstance, he's trying to isolate and has a possible opening. I can't even blame the guy.

One of the girl friends says why don't you take her with you? (Pointing to my wife.)

Wife: (makes a snotty face about my previous statement) why don't you take her? (pointing to her other friend)

Me: that's okay, there will be plenty of women already there. (everyone knows its true)

I had already cut off the booze, then organized the check and ordered the car. We all get in. It's suggested that wife and I get dropped off first, but then Lone Alpha would know what hotel my wife was in... alone. I tell the driver to take Lone Alpha home first. Lone Alpha wants to leave a business card. We say our good byes. He doesn't remember my name of course. He goes inside the house to get the business card. I tell the driver to leave before Lone Alpha returns. - Game. Set & Match. Hail Mary recovery pass received in the end zone. Barely.

None of this is anything I am proud of, but unlike Scott Baio, I remained present. No one has Lone Alpha's identity except me, because I was not drinking and remember when he casually mentioned the name of his business.

The drunken girls carry on when the car pulls away, as if nothing had happened. Then wife and I get to hotel alone and the shit tests start:

"Why did you say that about leaving me? You really embarrassed me in front of my friends." (Feminine Imperative that it's perfectly acceptable for her to request contact info from a man she just met in front of her husband and friends and yet her hamster believes that I am the one who embarrassed her.)

Me: ignore/DNGAF/STFU and carry on with logistics and subject changes. She pushes away my kiss. I give her a firm hug and tell her I love her and then go off to do my job. (At a social event starts late at night.)

I am shaken not stirred by my ignorance. I recovered from a nearly terminal fuck up - Lone Alpha had a pocket full of unearned nuclear feelz that I handed him, and my wife was powerless over those feelz. She's not mine. It's just my turn. Right alpha, right time. Wrong husband - RP informed and game aware. Wife's hamster would have been saying "I can't believe I'm doing this..."

If he pumped and dumped her, then I have to next/ghost her and send divorce papers, which doesn't end anywhere else except the cougar carousel for her, as a post wall decliner. My actions were like grabbing a child away to keep them from running in front of a speeding truck. Men are romantics. Women are hypergamous, and ruled by feelz not realz.

I knew since I removed her from the tornado of emotion, she'd forget almost immediately - out of site out of mind like the simple minded animal that she is. AWALT. And sure enough, the next morning everything is totally fine. I carry on as if nothing happened. She loves me. Right now.

The next day there was a certain calm that I hadn't experienced yet. Wife was utterly subservient in all interactions. I think she knew exactly what was going on and so did her girl friends. She appears covertly relieved. Lone Alpha underestimated me, which means I still have lots of work to do.

I've internalized much RP truth and it all makes sense based upon my past, but to see it in action and notice the difference in my response is worth sharing, because I was no longer confused ("I can't believe she did that!") and I was no longer angry ("what a bitch!") instead I thought "oh, she's a woman." Never forget that.