Everywhere I looked there was a beautiful woman clearing away this or scrubbing that. In the front room the piles of dirty books were rapidly disappea...ring, while all scientific periodicals were handed to Fran, who had the relatively congenial task of sorting them and filing them by date and subject matter. The revolting mess that had been Albert’s house was being rapidly restored to order and cleanliness and all I had to do was watch. Well, maybe there was one other thing I could do. That newly. We stood up and she apologised again, "Sorry, I live on my own and, it gets lonely. I don't get much, err, interest these days."I relaxed a little. I felt almost as embarrassed as she did and had a racing heartbeat. This had gone so badly I didn't care anymore. "Why on Earth not?" I asked, then realised what I'd said. She went red and laughed nervously. "Look, I'll sort out your change for you - do you want a cup of tea or something?". I said yes and she closed the front door and went into the. Firstly, we do love each other; this is not a sham marriage or anything. But when we married, after about a year, just after you were born, I was very uncomfortable having sex again for a while. So one day your father just came home and asked if he could have sex with another woman, he needed relief and I was not going to give him any. So I said yes. A few weeks later, I wanted to have sex too, it was just not going to happen with your father, so I went out one night with the girls and spent. You just have to remember that your tongue makes me feel good and my knowing you're lapping and sucking up the spermy leavings of a better man helps my mental kink. A kink that not even Mr. Jones and his big robust dick can give me. Through your wonderful suction, you're not only helping me relive the delight his cock has given me, but your mouth will actually intensify it dear. So honey, please, no more talk. Just put your mouth on my pussy and make me happy like only you as my husband.