...I Made My Spouse Watch Me with Another Guy...

So here I am, in my late 20s, married to the love of my life for three years now. We’ve had our ups and downs but lately, things have felt a bit stale in the bedroom department. It wasn’t that she was uninterested or anything... more like there’s just less spontaneity, you know? I started thinking about trying something different, but it wasn't until my friend Mike suggested this idea that everything kind of clicked. I mean, what would she think if I told her the truth? Would she be upset, intrigued... or both? She's always seemed pretty open to things as long as we're consensual and careful, but still. It’s a big leap to take your marriage out of your comfort zone like this. I felt conflicted for days... So yeah, after lots of planning and even more texting with Mike (a really good friend, nothing else), it happened last weekend at a hotel room we rented. I couldn’t help but notice how much she was watching us the whole time... which actually made everything feel so intense and real in this way that's hard to explain. But then afterwards? We talked about everything for hours... Did I just throw away my marriage on some silly fantasy, or did it finally bring back something we both lost long ago? There were moments where I couldn’t tell the difference between what was real and what wasn’t anymore... now I’m left with all these questions. I guess that's why I'm writing this down. Maybe seeing it in words will help me figure out how to talk to her about everything going forward. It's been a week since then, and it still feels surreal. What do you think? Was I being honest or just seeking an easy way out of our problems?