" She finally began to cry. They seemed to be genuine tears, but who knew? "It wasn't ... You weren't supposed to even know." I wasn't supposed to not...ce that you were spending a quarter of your married life shacked up in Houston?" Look. I'm going to tell you everything. I don't know if we can salvage our marriage..." We can't," I interrupted.She just nodded. "Well, you deserve to know anyway. And I want to stay married. To you."It's the CIA. They recruited me directly from the Admiral's staff.. She sat back on her heels. "Don't want to wear you out," she said. "They tell me marathons are all about pacing yourself and saving something for the final dash to the line." She waved an arm at the exercise board, indicating I should move. "My turn now," she said and lay down flat, arms back over her head, breasts still erect, legs at full stretch and her brief shorts again riding high up into her crotch. "Ready?" she said, that alluring smile again lighting up her face. She ran her tongue. It was also extremely sparse. She kept her legs tightly together, but you could still see a small space between her legs, under her cunt, that allowed light through from the other side."Take my shoes and socks off, Nina." She quickly bent down and started to untie my shoes. As she was doing do, I undid my tie and cuffs and started to get out of my shirt. She finished taking my shoes and socks off before I finished with my shirt. I stood up out of my chair as she was standing up, having pushed. ”“Pleased to meet you, sir.”As we shook hands I knew he couldn’t possibly recognize me. He mostly saw me from behind and in a mirror while I was almost naked with a blonde wig and a garish red lipstick. I slowly let the breath I didn’t know I was holding as those thoughts finally percolated through what was left of my brain. I think I just did a complete cardio workout in about ten.I left the office knowing David would have me handle any details later. I sat back at my desk and tried to regain.