I suppose so?

Not knowing what the fuck just happened, your wife's demand seems reasonable. You pull up your pants, uncomfortably shoving your erection in them and begin to head upstairs. As you walk upstairs you turn around to see Angela with her hand in the air moving back in forth of her open mouth mimicking a blowjob. She gives you a wink and turns back to your wife continuing to make out with her.

You shake your head as if you were in some sick daydream. You continue up the stairs into your bedroom where you see two purses on the bed. One belonging to Lena, and the other presumably was Angela's. Laying on top of Angela's was the same glass dildo you saw earlier in the photo you were sent earlier, along with a note.

Maybe next time you come home earlier and it can be your cock instead. Feel free to taste it, I know I did. -Angela

Holy shit, so you weren't losing your mind when you thought Lena didn't own a didlo, it was your neighbors! You picked up the glass rod and held it in your hands, realizing the two places this had been, In your wife and in Angela. You put the dildo into Angelas bag and decided to put it outside your bedroom door so she wouldn't have to come in to retrieve it when she left. As you step out of the room briefly you hear the faint but unmistakable sound of moaning coming from downstairs. Your cock is rock solid at this point, you don't even know what to do, you probably shouldn't spy and you know you could just go masturbate and take care of this on your own.