My wife won't let her close friends come to my house anymore.

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My wife has a close friend (let's call her Z) who is the person I've been hoping to meet with her husband and his wife for the first time.
Initially, my wife disagreed, but after a long period of persuasion and subtle hints, especially through strong requests and repeated requests during intimacy, she finally softened, and I was so happy.
My wife's friend Z is more fashionable and slimmer than my wife, and Z's husband looks more muscular than me, but I have my strengths, and my wife has hers; they admire our relationship. Our two families have eaten together, traveled together, and have a good relationship.
Seizing the opportunity of my wife's softening, I asked her to tell Z about my interest in the online community and the concept of couples meeting, ostensibly to discuss my interests and offer suggestions. I even envisioned the process and procedure for meeting with Z and his wife. My wife did as she was told, but unfortunately, she didn't grasp the essence of couples meeting, and her first attempt backfired by talking about sexual intercourse. Oh well, what can I do? I have such a lovely wife! Z's answer was, "That wouldn't be good." This is all what my wife told me; she might have said something else, but I don't know. Since then, my wife has changed some of her views and understanding of marital friendships, and there's nothing I can do about it. But I still can't forget Z, hoping to start our marital friendship with Z and his wife soon.
The day before yesterday morning, I got home early and proactively made braised noodles, a favorite of my wife and children, which I also love. After buying noodles and vegetables, I told my wife I was home so she wouldn't have to worry about lunch. Around noon, just as I finished making the braised noodles, I heard a knock at the door. Knowing it was my wife and children, I came out of the kitchen to greet them and was pleasantly surprised to see Z and her son changing their shoes. My wife said she met them when picking them up from school; Z and the child were going out for lunch and, knowing I was cooking at home, invited them over. I was secretly delighted, another opportunity to talk to Z.
While my wife was preparing to serve the noodles in the kitchen, I was clearing the dishes when Z came in. We were all familiar with each other, and Z offered to help carry the food to the dining room, saying there was nothing to do sitting down. At that moment, my wife was standing facing west, her back to me; I was standing facing south, washing the dishes we'd used while cooking; Z was standing just behind and to the side of me. The kitchen wasn't very big, so we were practically touching. I really wanted to grab Z's butt to test her. But my hands were wet, and I certainly didn't have the guts. We were good friends, after all, and I didn't know the consequences of doing so. Thinking this, my penis immediately became erect. A short while later, my wife and Z called the children to the dining room for dinner. When they called me, I made an excuse to go to the study and look at the computer for a while to calm myself down before going to the dining room. After dinner, Z and the children left because of the children's school.
Yesterday morning, while making love with my wife, I told her about my thoughts and actions at the time—wanting to grab Z's butt to test her. My wife said, "Don't do that! Z is very strong; she'll scream." I said, with the child and you there, would she dare to make a sound? I added, "Think about it the other way around. If you were Z, in that environment and situation, would you have made a sound?" My wife didn't answer. We made love again, enjoying ourselves immensely. Later, my wife told me she wouldn't let Z come to my house again.
Is that true? Is that really how it is?

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