. She told me she didn't want to lose me ' but she'd add that she understood that I could never trust her again. It took hours to get my wits together...' and I finally asked her a question I should have asked so much earlier. 'Do you want to stay married to me'' She nodded in the affirmative.'Okay,' I said, 'If you want to stay married to me, are you going to stop seeing him completely'' Surely, that was a fair question. Her answer hurt. 'I owe you to be truthful ' I don't know if I can stop. My cock was covered in her juices, she opened her mouth and sucked me off to climax. I came in her mouth again and she swallowed my load. She then lay next to me hugging me, she said "Did that feel good?" I nodded. She kissed me on my cheek and said "Arbab no one can ever know about any of this okay?" I nodded in agreement.The next few days she relieved me by sucking me off, and then we had to stop since uncle was back home. He stayed 3 days and those 3 days were hell for me. The day he was. Clara seemed to have my erection still well clamped between her thighs, and the combination of squirming and her holding my erection so tight made it rub against her stocking tops. This was not doing anything to make my arousal go down. “OK, Liz, your turn. Mike, up you get! You two ladies can swap position. I think it's time for Mike to feel the implement of choice for all girlfriends and Aunts - the trusty hairbrush.” I stumble off Clara's lap, and clasp my hands over my erection as I stood. ’ he said before going back into his office. I sat in stunned disbelief. A translator. I couldn’t believe my luck, but, how to approach this, that was the problem. I knew that it was outside my job description, but I had wanted this my whole life. I just hoped Mr. M would be as psyched about — or at least as accepting of – the idea as I was. I would just have to convince him this would be more economical – that was my best course of action. I was already an employee on payroll, and I was.