'His face was blank as he read what Emma had sent until he looked up and asked, 'Is this what you and your wife are into, Josh?''No, sir. Only me. My ...ife won't tolerate the idea, she says it's cheating.'Marcus sat back and stroked his dark beard. He looked back and forth between me and Emma before finally speaking up.'Em, if I double your salary, will you help me cuckold this pervert?'Emma blushed and lowered her gaze, shaking her head. Marcus go up and walked over to her desk, moving his. "This long? Wouldn't they have waked me up by now? Or tried to? Tried to, and maybe they couldn't." Susan, I'm no medical expert—" Well, neither am I," she cut me off. "But it's just common sense, isn't it? There's no reason to keep me sedated on and on, like Sleeping Beauty or Snow White or something. People live with those brace things like they put on me all the time when they're completely conscious and aware, don't they?" Don't ask me, sugar." Uh." It took a little of the wind out of her. Experience taught me what to do, as I walked in and began to massage her shoulders. While Mistress did not respond to me immediately, she did show clear signs as to her enjoyment."That's it," Mistress smiled, "I needed this after a long day at work." Thank you, Mistress," I replied.Several minutes later, when Mistress was fully satisfied with her massage, she looked at her glass, and asked:"Did my girl go all her chores today?" Yes, Mistress," I replied."Do you get your uniform dirty?" No. Working in a bank had its benefits like a debit card with an increased withdrawal limit. I got the cash a couple of coffees to take away and headed back to the hotel. As I approached her room, I started to get nervous about what to say or how she'd react now we were both completely sober.It's was around 09:00 when I got to her room. I knocked on the door and she opened up. She looked amazing in a pink silk nightie which hangs just below her bum. Her red hair immaculate and she was looking as.