I don't know how to deal with my relative's infidelity.

I just graduated and started working this year, and I'm currently living in a rented single room—I won't say exactly where—and I really don't know what to do...
My aunt and uncle also live in this city, and we have a very close family relationship, so I often go to their house for meals.
Yesterday, I went shopping with some colleagues to prepare for the New Year's Eve party. I bumped into my aunt at the corner, and I was really stunned because I saw her arm around a young man.
But that person wasn't my uncle... I felt like the sky had fallen.
My aunt and that man were chatting and laughing, but when she saw me, she was terrified and quickly pulled the man away.
When I came to my senses, I realized I hadn't called out to her. I've been in a daze ever since, wondering whether I should tell my family.

That evening, I didn't even want to play World of Warcraft. Around 8 PM, my aunt suddenly called and asked me to come over.
I hesitated for a long time, unsure whether I should go. Then I thought, well, I should at least get some answers. After all, my uncle is devoted to her, works hard to earn money, and hasn't been unfaithful.
When I arrived, I stood at her door for a long time, really hesitant. I was wondering how to face my aunt and tell her what happened today.

Then my aunt called again to urge me, and probably hearing the phone ring, she opened the door for me.
Neither of us spoke. After a while, she said, "Your uncle is away on a business trip and hasn't come back yet. Come in."

She said, "You saw everything today."
I
replied, "Yeah." Then we both fell silent. I asked
, "Isn't your uncle good to you?"
She said, "He's good, but he's often not around."
I said, "What can that man give you? You're wrong." Another silence followed . She said, "Can you not tell anyone?" I said, "Don't contact that man anymore." She said, "I'll do anything as long as you don't tell." My mind was a mess. I wanted to yell at her, but I didn't know what to say. Suddenly, an image of my aunt in bed with that man flashed into my mind, and in a moment of impulsiveness, I said, "I want to lick your feet." My aunt was stunned. Seeing her expression, I was immediately jolted. I didn't even know what I was doing. She asked, "What?" Then she seemed to realize what I was doing and said, "Okay." This time I was really scared. I felt my pupils dilate, but I sat on the sofa, too nervous to move. She also lowered her head and didn't say anything. We were both in an awkward silence. Anyway, I don't know how much time passed, but I couldn't sit still any longer. I said, "Next time," and then got up and ran away. I didn't sleep a wink all night. My parents are planning to come over for New Year's Day, and we'll eat at their house together, but I really don't know how to face my aunt and uncle... The insomnia the night before last caused me to be constantly distracted yesterday. I spent the whole morning staring at my phone. I wanted to apologize, to explain that I didn't mean it that way, but I kept deleting and sending messages without sending anything. I also wondered if my aunt would message me first, and I even hoped she would scold me after she calmed down. But none of that happened. Maybe I'm just really in a bad mood. A colleague I play games with asked me what was wrong and invited me to play games that night, but he's the one who often stands me up, so I didn't agree; I really wasn't in the mood. Around noon, my aunt called to ask if I wanted to come over for lunch. I only have an hour for lunch break, so I decided to ask for leave anyway. The company is a bit far from her house; it took half an hour by taxi. On the way, I kept thinking, "Don't have those kinds of thoughts anymore. Don't you know whether you can do certain things or not?" Just as I got into the elevator, the phone rang again, asking where I was. I reached the door and found it already open. Perhaps hearing me close it, I heard a voice from the kitchen telling me to get ready for dinner. We sat facing each other, neither of us really interested in the food. I could tell she was dressed up, but her complexion was terrible. She said, "I've already made things clear with that guy and deleted him from my contacts." I asked, "How did you meet?" Her hand paused in eating; perhaps I'd touched a nerve. After a while, she started to talk more. I said, "I'm full." She remained seated. I stood up, walked to the sofa, and turned back to ask her, "Did you do anything to betray my uncle?" She glanced at me but didn't answer. At that moment, I knew I couldn't stay any longer and wanted to leave. I said, "I'm leaving." She only came over when I reached the entryway to put on my shoes. I put on my shoes and stood up, looking at her hesitant expression. "You have something to say?" She glanced at me, leaned closer, and said in a soft voice, "Do you still want what you said yesterday?" I was completely stunned. To be honest, I'd been thinking about it since I walked in, but I hadn't dared to bring it up. Some things are best left unsaid. "Are you afraid I'll tell others?" She said, "Yes." She also felt things couldn't go on like this. "You should go back first." I left the room, and the only thought in my head was, "Lick it?" Although I don't reply to comments, I've read many, and they're all different. I'll just recount what happened; you can just treat it as listening to a stranger ramble on. Don't ask questions; I'll see through it but not say anything. Besides, everyone has their own preferences—favorites, breasts, legs—but these are private matters. I'm just a normal person too. I'm gradually accepting this fact, and the emotional impact isn't as strong anymore. I talked to my parents on the phone yesterday, and we chatted about everyday things. They're still a happy couple. I plan to keep this a secret; telling them won't help, it'll only annoy the whole family. What's awkward now is that I often think about the request I made. I'm thinking of not seeing them for a while, and once it fades, it'll be over. The problem is, what you fear most often comes true. I didn't expect my aunt to call my mom first. My mom said on the phone that she and her husband were coming to stay for a week over New Year's Day. My aunt told her that they were short of some things at home and would go buy them later. My mom asked me to go with her and to pay for everything. I thought this was just adding to my troubles, so I mumbled an agreement and hung up. Anyway, we weren't going to never see each other again, and this matter needed some closure. So, in the afternoon, I texted my aunt, saying that my mom wanted me to go shopping with her and that I would come to see her after dinner. After sending the message, I went back to work. It took her a long time to reply with an "okay," but I ignored it and continued working. I ate something quick for dinner and then went over. I didn't go upstairs; I asked her to come down. Perhaps because her family was coming, she didn't talk to me much and was focused on buying things. Occasionally, she would ask if I liked the items, and I would just stand there in the wheelchair watching her choose. Later, I started staring at her feet. I noticed her reaction when I stared at her toes. I stared for a while, and she probably felt uncomfortable. She glanced at me and quickly looked away, leaving me unsure whether to stay or leave. I returned to her house carrying several large bags and immediately collapsed onto the sofa. She was unpacking and didn't pay any attention to me. She finished around 10 o'clock. She asked me if I was going back. I had stayed there before, so I said, "I'm too tired to go back." But I guess she didn't expect me to stay, and she was a little surprised, but she didn't say anything. She just went to the room I had stayed in before to get me a bath towel, and then I went to take a shower.

I felt like I'd been showering for ages, and I think I was getting a little carried away staying
in the bathroom. I was exhausted as soon as I got out, so I didn't turn on the light, just used the light coming in
from the hallway and lay down at the foot of the bed scrolling through Douyin (TikTok). To be honest, I've been obsessed with videos of girls instantly changing into high heels with a kick. A little while later, my aunt came in, brought me some fruit, and put it on the desk next to me. Now, a pair of feet were right in front of me. Remembering the gaps between toes I'd seen when I was shopping, I got aroused.
Then I forgot to scroll through Douyin, and my aunt definitely saw it. I panicked and sat up abruptly, both of us awkwardly.

Damn, thinking back, I was really out of my mind. I made her sit down.
I couldn't take it anymore, honestly, my voice was a little loud, "This can't go on. Just pretend I never mentioned licking feet that day, and I won't say anything about your business. Just pretend nothing happened." As
soon as I said that, I wanted to slap myself. If I wasn't going to say anything, I shouldn't have brought up licking feet. After I finished speaking, she looked up at me, and with her staring at me like that, I completely exploded.
I got out of bed and lifted her foot. I didn't lick it. I glanced at her; she was tilting her head... Then I leaned down and kissed her. Maybe my hand touched an acupoint, because I heard a "ticklish" sound. Suddenly she stood up and ran away. I jumped back

in shock. What the hell was going on? I tried to turn off the light but realized it hadn't been turned on. I closed the door and hid under the covers, trying to clear my mind.

December 29th update:
I slept unusually well last night. When I woke up this morning, I checked my phone and was already 15 minutes late. I asked a colleague to call in sick for me, calmed myself down, and left the room. Thankfully, no one was there; I breathed a sigh of relief.
I wondered if that guy would continue to harass her. In my mind, "alluring" doesn't quite describe my aunt.

My aunt didn't make me breakfast, so I wondered if she was angry. I used whatever was in the fridge for breakfast.
While eating, I picked up my phone and opened NGA to check the posts. There were all sorts of comments, but I didn't want to reply. Many things are better left unsaid; I didn't want to write about this in such a vulgar way.
I'm not going to include anything like "a wet, rolled tongue, a vacuum in the mouth, making a sizzling sound"—if I did, I'd be writing this online. So, while everyone thinks this is erotic fiction, I actually think it's fine.

I figured I had nothing else to do all day, and I usually eat here on Fridays, so I didn't plan to go home. I took my laptop out of my bag and decided to write about what happened yesterday while I had some free time.
I'd only been writing for a short while when my aunt came back with breakfast. She went back to her room to change and then sat down next to me to eat with her. She tried to cross her legs and accidentally kicked mine. She didn't kick hard, but she instinctively apologized. I didn't feel any pain, but the sensation of the kick was fleeting.
We exchanged a knowing glance. I don't know what she remembered, but I certainly did. We both immediately lowered our heads and fell silent.

Seeing me eating while using my laptop, probably trying to distract myself, she asked what I was doing. I said it was work, trying to brush it off; I couldn't possibly tell her I was planning to post about kissing her foot online.
After breakfast, she went to the balcony, threw her dirty clothes into the washing machine, and then turned her back to me, bending over to water the plants. When she stood up and turned around to come in, she saw me watching her and was clearly embarrassed. I was embarrassed too; after all, she's my aunt, and I knew what I was looking at. But my morning arousal was still there.

I got up and walked over to her, asking her to sit down. I ran the back of my hand along her stockings, moving upwards. She was trembling.
I said, "You promised me..."
She replied, "Mmm..."
I continued, my hand still rubbing against her calf, slowly feeling her legs.

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