Adultery My Loving Hotwife Meena

[Salir]

I am delighted with the more than 44 thousand hits on our story.

Although I am not so happy with the number of written comments and statements!

Apart from a few very attentive and interested readers with excellent powers of observation 
and interpretation, other readers pass by without a care! What a pity!

I appreciate and thank for those precise, analytical reactions and opinions.

best wishes,
Salir

[Lollobionda]

With a new cold but clear and sunny day, the thoughts and feelings are correspondingly clearer and
more sober.

Sometimes you are completely immersed in the story, a story that moves and touches you, that you
feel in all your cells.
You often become a part of this narrative and react to every detail, passage, statement and action.

Sometimes you have the feeling that you hate what you actually love and have become accustomed to. 
And sometimes you feel like you are going round in circles and no longer know what you actually know.

... it was precisely these emotional fluctuations that triggered the last episode for me.

This is testament to the author's excellent writing style and the fact that the story is told in a vivid and flowing language 
and that the story is outstanding.

Suddenly I had a certain aversion to Nadir and his irrational behaviour, his short-sightedness, even 
his stupidity;
also a lack of understanding for Meena's obsession - all of Nadir's fantasies and irritations - partly 
like Mother Teresa as a social soul who rushes to help everyone (men) partly like Mata Hari as a 
living lady - who hops from bed to bed with different men - in order to realise his (Nadirs) fantasies...

But I sometimes forget that everything that is told in this life story is in the past and
therefore long gone...

It is written and told by two dear friends, Meena and Nadir, FOR US, for our entertainment and enjoyment.
I therefore politely apologise to both of them for my snippy tone and thank them once again for this
explicit life story.

Please continue ...


In this sense
All the best

Lollobionda

[RCF]

Waiting for next update! Hopefully focus shifts back to our best suitors - Tahir & Farzan.

I also am hoping for another encounter where couple teaches a lesson to Cyrus.

~RCF

[Salir]

With a new cold but clear and sunny day, the thoughts and feelings are correspondingly clearer and
more sober.

Sometimes you are completely immersed in the story, a story that moves and touches you, that you
feel in all your cells.
You often become a part of this narrative and react to every detail, passage, statement and action.

Sometimes you have the feeling that you hate what you actually love and have become accustomed to. 
And sometimes you feel like you are going round in circles and no longer know what you actually know.

... it was precisely these emotional fluctuations that triggered the last episode for me.

This is testament to the author's excellent writing style and the fact that the story is told in a vivid and flowing language 
and that the story is outstanding.

Suddenly I had a certain aversion to Nadir and his irrational behaviour, his short-sightedness, even 
his stupidity;
also a lack of understanding for Meena's obsession - all of Nadir's fantasies and irritations - partly 
like Mother Teresa as a social soul who rushes to help everyone (men) partly like Mata Hari as a 
living lady - who hops from bed to bed with different men - in order to realise his (Nadirs) fantasies...

But I sometimes forget that everything that is told in this life story is in the past and
therefore long gone...

It is written and told by two dear friends, Meena and Nadir, FOR US, for our entertainment and enjoyment.
I therefore politely apologise to both of them for my snippy tone and thank them once again for this
explicit life story.

Please continue ...


In this sense
All the best

Lollobionda

Dear friend, 
I am actually very pleased about your previous comment (18.02.), and the long comment from RCF (18.02.)...

At first glance it seems that there are a rather negative feelings towards me, Nadir, or my wife, Meena, but this impression, if one has or gets it, shows the superficiality of the person who gave such an impression...

These comments, both, are brilliant!

They show pure, clean feelings, they show human correct understanding, they show positive passion, they show emotional health, and more than anything else, they show care for others (something that is a rarity these days and you have to look for it, and it is questionable whether you can find it that easily...), if I may put it this way.

For me, for us as authors, when we cause such reactions and erruptions through our writings, it is the best feeling... The only thing that makes us keep going,

So, thank you very much for your comment and that of RCF on February 18th! They are great, excellent...

Salir

[Salir]

Waiting for next update! Hopefully focus shifts back to our best suitors - Tahir & Farzan.

I also am hoping for another encounter where couple teaches a lesson to Cyrus.

~RCF

Dear friend, 
I am actually very pleased about your previous comment (18.02.), and the comment from Lollo (18.02.)...

At first glance it seems that there are a rather negative feelings towards me, Nadir, or my wife, Meena, but this impression, if one has or gets it, shows the superficiality of the person who gave such an impression...

These comments, both, are brilliant!

They show pure, clean feelings, they show human correct understanding, they show positive passion, they show emotional health, and more than anything else, they show care for others (something that is a rarity these days and you have to look for it, and it is questionable whether you can find it that easily...), if I may put it this way.

For me, for us as authors, when we cause such reactions and erruptions through our writings, it is the best feeling... The only thing that makes us keep going,

So, thank you very much for your comment and that of Lollo on February 18th! They are great, excellent...

Salir

P.S.: Next update comes soon, sorry, I am very busy at my job and I have to take time to write... 

[Salir]

Sparrows and Sparrowhawks – 6 (IV)



Nadir ‘s Narration:

"Well, I'm tired and for the first time today you made the right decision to leave the party," Meena said and 

went up the stairs, even though it wasn't that late. 

I sensed a certain anger in the air. But I thought, why? I was just trying to calm the situation down, to have a bit of fun 

and get everything under control again.

I went upstairs a little later and when I got to the bedroom, she was already in bed reading her book, and 

when I got back from the bathroom, she was still reading. I said softly, “Meena, baby...”.

She looked at me with tired gaze and spoke, “Can we speak tomorrow, Nadir?”, she whispered and turned 

off the light.


I stood still in the darkness, but I knew she could see me. I could see her as always, her face was to see in 

the beams of moonlight. Then she closed her eyes, but I was sure she is still not sleeping. 

I lay down and closed my eyes, too. 


In the morning when I opened my eyes and looked at the clock on the bedside table, I noticed that it was late for me. 

I immediately thought that it was Saturday, and we had the day off. 

Meena was no longer in bed, and I didn't hear anything from the bathroom. She was probably in the gym, I thought.

My thoughts went back to the party, what happened there and afterwards, and then other thoughts and 

questions came up. Did I do everything right? Meena was a little outraged, in the car and at home too, but 

why? Yes, I was a little under the influence of beer, but otherwise everything was fine.

It didn't take more than a few short minutes after my waking up, that Meena entered and called out good morning. She came to me, 

kissed me on my lips and said, "Wake up sleepyhead, breakfast is ready.".


At breakfast, we first talked about the weather, and I asked her if we should do something today, she 

answered, yes, we do something. But then came a for me shocking question, she asked me, "Will you call 

Cyrus for me later? You still have his business card, I guess."

I was speechless for a moment. Okay, what is she planning? What does she want from the boy? Does she 

want to play along with my fantasies? Without restraint and resistance? so spontaneous? 

Before, I wasn't sure that I had done something wrong last night. That I had gone too far and maybe hurt 

her with my out loud thoughts and ideas and words. Maybe it would have been more sensible and logical 

for me to get angry about what had happened and defend her honour. But for me, that was just a silly game of a 

stupid, cheeky teenager and my inclinations got just coincidental involved. 

I was just using the situation to benefit my fantasies, just like that and nothing more. And now she wants to talk to him? 

What is she planning? Is she really doing what I suggested so playfully?

I didn't have to think much, because Meena must have noticed how my eyes were all misty and distant, my 

head swimming in some fantasy, as she continued, speaking in a low and solemn voice.

"It is possible. When I think about it, I think I am ready and able to fulfill your wish. It is safe here with us, 

have you wanted to? Or? That's all I am saying, I'll do it."

"You serious?" I asked. She was giving me the keys, asking me to turn on the engine. Meena looked in 

my eyes and nodded.

"Do you want to talk to him?" I knew right away that my question was very stupid. 

Meena looked at me and answered with a smile, "What else can I do over the phone? Or should I make a video call 

and strip for him?", "Are you still in party dream Nadir?", "Look, you were the one asking for this. And I'm being serious 

here. I'm saying I would do it, for you and for us, as a team, as a couple. It's on you now to make it happen, 

Nadir. Do you want me to play with Cyrus? Say yes and we'll do it. So what's it going to be?"

I was in so much shock that it took a few seconds for my brain to realize that it might actually happen. This 

was it. 

How do you respond to a question like that? How on earth was I supposed to give my consent to my 

loving wife rubbing some shitty kid's cock or do more with him? What do you say? 

My cock was throbbing again in my pants. Something had gotten again into me, something not natural, and it felt good. 

I looked into Meena's beautiful, enchanting eyes.

"Yes. I... I think I want it..." My voice was merely a gasp at this point.

Meena's face flashed with mixed emotions, but she was not more so unsure as always in such situations, 

she nodded and I could tell I was sure that her pulse quickened.

"You asked for it and you get it, baby.", she said.

“Okay, I‘ll get his number later,”, I spoke.

“You’ll call him later and speak to him, Nadir. We are going to invite him to us, as soon as possible. 

Even today, if he has the time and feels like, would be quite appropriate," Meena said if she had decided 

It and no questions or doubts should come after that.

"Why me to call him and not you, that might be what he wants...", I wanted to test her seriousness.

“You've messed this up, you have to eat it all”, Was her answer, “No, you call him,”.

I tried to calm down and somehow manage the situation, "Are you really interested? I mean what I said last 

night was just...".

Meena interrupted me, “Look Nadir, why not?”, "This is a great opportunity, we have to take advantage of 

it, I want it... I want it and I'm sure I'll enjoy a little erotic play and maybe even more than a little...with a very 

young, good-looking man. This is just a game…".

She looked in my eyes and added, “I admit, thinking about it makes me hot and horny… He is a right 

person to play, right fellow for our games, don’t you agree? please…”. Then she leaned towards me and 

lightly kissed my lips.

I looked at my coffee mug and thought about what I was going to say to the guy. Should I say he can come 

to our place in the evening and show his thing to my wife or let her play with it?! I felt like I was somehow in 

a trap. A self-made trap.

I knew Meena and knew that she was serious. But from her behaviour I wasn't sure what her goal was, she 

wanted obviously to go down that path and get involved with the kid and apparently had no problems with 

that. But I wasn't sure if she wanted to punish me because in her opinion last evening I didn't assess right 

and react correctly to the situation, the way she expected. Maybe she felt that I had left her alone, but was 

it really that bad? Did I take the events too lightly after drinking a glass more beer?

It could be different, I hoped. Maybe she really thought, ‘it is okay, I'll have some fun with the boy and let 

Nadir has his fun too. I'll fulfil his wishes as always and play his game and get some benefit from it.’ 

In my deepest ego, I hoped that this was really how it was meant to be, this second scenario, and not a 

revenge from her on me, to punish me. 

Ultimately, I wanted everyone to have fun without complications. I was sure, in the end, I was the one who 

won the most. In the end, I had my Meena just for me again, and there will be no consequences if she goes 

along with it, gladly and willingly. 


About half past eleven, just before I get the phone number of Cyrus to call him, Farzan called.

He told me that he wanted to know if he is allowed to give our home phone number to Cyrus, because he 

asked for it. And second, Tahir invited us for next weekend in his farm. I answered him that he should pass 

along the phone number, and about the invitation from Tahir, I asked Meena while she was in the Kitchen. She 

answered if I like we can accept the invitation. I told Farzan that we have nothing planned and will be happy to go to 

Tahir. He said hopefully the weather will be better and we can spend more time outside.

After finishing talking to Farzan, I told Meena that Cyrus demanded to have our phone number and 

probably he would call. With that Meena stood up but before leaving the room, and said, “Yes, I would like 

to speak to him too,” and she left the dining room.


An hour later the phone rang and as I expected, it was Cyrus.

Cyrus: Hi Doc., sorry for the disturbing, I wanted to apologize because of last night. I mean, I want not only 

you but also Meena to forgive me. I was a little drunk and maybe made some stupid comments, I'm sorry.

Me.: Okay, thank you. Yes, it was a stupid situation, I accept your apology, but wait a moment, you can 

talk to Meena yourself.

I didn't want to tell him anything about the invitation because I wasn't sure that it was really Meena's final 

decision.


Meena’s Narration:

Meena: Hi Cyrus. 

Cyrus: Hi Meena, I am really sorry, what I said and how I behaved... I mean, yes, you are a very beautiful woman, 

that's true and is my opinion, but my other ...

Meena: I understand you, Cyrus and accept your apology. You are young and you say what you think, it is 

not bad but you have to be careful with whom you speak.

Cyrus: Then are we friends? You are not more angry on me?

Meena: No, I am not. You gave us your phone number and you told us, actually you told me you wanted to meet…

Cyrus: Really? Do you want to meet…

Meena: Yes, if you like and you have time then you can come to us today afternoon. Actually, Nadir is not 

Home, he has to work. You can visit me if your girlfriend doesn’t mind you visiting an older woman alone.

Cyrus: No, no I have no girlfriends. I… I am so happy. I’ll come to you. When is right?

Meena: Okay… let me look… Around four o’clock. Is this okay for you?

Cyrus: Yes, sure… Any time you want... I am so happy to meet you again, Meena.

Meena: See you then.

Cyrus: Bye.


When Meena stopped talking on the phone, she had a smile on her face. 

Nadir stood there with her the whole time, a meter away, listening curiously. Then he asked immediately and 

somewhat nervously, "Did I hear correctly, you want me to leave while he's here?".

"Yes, but that's what you wanted too, right? You wanted me to meet someone when you weren't around, remember? 

I'll tell you what happened and what we have done, then, later. Isn't that okay with you? Or you have changed your 

mind, baby?" Meena answered very calmly and left for kitchen.

Nadir followed her, “Can I stay in my study?”, he asked carefully.

Meena turned to him with a serious expression, "Nadir, you have to know what you want, one day you say 

that I should meet alone and maybe have sex with another guy and then tell you and the next day you want 

to be there, or watch us on your cameras! That's what you're trying to achieve Nadir, watch me today having sex 

with him on camera, right?".

Nadir was outraged and pale in the face. He didn't feel good. He even had a feeling that he was being 

betrayed, although he knew that what she was planning was his will.

"Okay, okay, I'll go to the guest house when he gets there, okay?" He asked and went into the living room.

Meena didn't answer, she just said, "The food will be ready in half an hour.”

Nadir wanted to go to his study, and just said, "It's okay, I'll come down then." and walked towards the 

stairs.


After lunch as they sat together to drink coffee, Nadir asked Meena, "Meena, are you trying to punish me?".

She looked at him with big eyes and said, "Why should I punish you; I love you, how can you say such a 

thing?".

"I don't know, I have a feeling, maybe because of yesterday's incident at the party...". , he shook his head.

"No baby, that's forgotten. He, Cyrus, called and apologized. I was a little annoyed but now I'm calm and I 

just want to do what you wish... One only does that if he or she loves someone more than anything, and I 

do so, I love you more than anything and anybody in the world. Well, sometimes I'm irritated that you go a little 

too far but what's the point? I love you and we decide together on everything we do. If I'm against a suggestion

 or idea of yours, I'll definitely say it, if it's too much for me or I think it's not my style, then I'll tell you but 

otherwise, I'll do what you want.”,”, Just one thing Nadir... I only want one thing; I want that when you 

decide for something or some activity, then you accept the consequences, to assume the responsibility for 

its consequences, is the only proviso ... That's the only thing I want from you,", “, you can now 

say that you have decided that you don't want me to meet him, I will accept that, but you also have to 

accept that I don't want to have any contact with him or anybody else for your game. 

It's not that I'm that enthusiastic about this kid, but it's just too much for me that you change your mind so 

often and want something different every day. I also have my limits.”

Then she stood up and went to him and sat on his lap and kissed him long and deeply. He felt his cock 

moving and when he got a semi-erection, Meena felt it too. Nadir tried to stroke her pussy with his free 

hand over her pants. She giggled, reached for his hand to take it away and murmured in his ear, "Darling, 

just wait, I'm not allowed to do anything with you otherwise I won't have enough energy for the boy, you 

can't have me until he's gone... Now, I have to prepare myself for the young Casanova".


Meena was upstairs in the bathroom for a long time getting ready, and then after changing she came down 

to the living room to me.

She looked stunning, Nadir didn’t think he had seen her so sexy that often in recent times. 

short dark red skirt, about a hand's breadth above the knee, and a shirt that was sheer – light transparent and 

revealing that made her hard full breasts look not just incredible, but mind blowing! And above all, she 

was wearing a bra with half shaped cups that just partly covered her tits and her areoles were almost 

visible. She had on lipstick, the colour of her skirt. The intoxicating aroma of her perfume filled the whole room.

Nadir stood up; He was speechless. His cock suddenly jumped to life. 

"How do I look?" Meena asked. He stammered stupidly while she beamed her beautiful smile. "Not too 

revealing?" she asked, running her palms seductively over her chest and flicking her tongue in a artistry 

erotic way.

"No. no… Not at all.", these were only words he could spend.

He wanted to hug and kiss her, but she pulled back and said, "Not baby, otherwise my lipstick 

will smear and then I'll have to go upstairs again,”. Still, Nadir couldn’t hold back, he sprung at her and 

grabbed her boobs making her squeal and laugh. She started fighting him off but her nipples betrayed her 

enjoyment. Nadir loved her breasts, and Meena had incredibly sensitive breasts and playing with her 

nipples were always a very easy way for him to make her horny.

"God… Nadir, don't..." she gasped, her knees buckling. She playfully shoved his chest. "I've just spent an 

hour doing my make-up - wha... is your dick hard?" she beamed, grabbing him through his pants. 

"You look so amazing, baby, I cant't stand it!" Nadir told her. And she really did. Nadir added, "Come on. Wait!

Please Meena, look at me!" Nadir begged, pulling his cock out of his trousers. She looked at it for a long moment, 

considering. She wanted to drop to her knees then and there, he could tell. Her nipples were standing firmly to attention; 

very visible through the transparent shirt. Nadir moved again to kiss her but Meena flinched away - "My lipstick!" she laughed. 

Nadir pouted dejectedly. "Here. You can have my tongue." Lasciviously she stuck her tongue out as far as it would go and Nadir 

playfully sucked on it, careful not to touch her dark red lipstick. Her breasts were perfect and she let him play with them for a 

minute while she caressed his aching hard prick.

"Okay. That's enough for now." Meena said, pushing him off, breaking his heart. But before she let go of his cock, she leaned down 

and slowly licked the tip, jamming her little pointed tongue as far into the slit as she could before licking carefully around its head. 

"There. That's enough for now. It is going to be late." she spun away, leaving Nadir propped there with his erect cock in the air out 

of pants. Then she continued, “Okay, if you stop, you are allowed to stay in your study and watch us, I'll go to the guest house 

with him, but just this time as an exception. Next time, you 'll be really not around. But take your cell phone too, 

maybe you need to call me, if I touch my ear, then please call me, you don't have to talk, I just want it to ring for me. 

I want just to be safe, is that okay?"

Nadir just nodded, standing there and looking at her beauty. 


Shortly after, they heard the doorbell ring, Nadir checked the door camera and first saw Cyrus and then 

behind him his Bentley Continental, his car that his father left behind, for him. 

Nadir pressed the button and then rushed to the stairs.

Meena went out towards the garden gate. Cyrus was already standing inside, in front of the door, waiting.

He smiled and said, “Hi Meena,”.

Meena kissed him on the cheek and said, “Hi Cyrus, come in,”.


To be continued…

[Anu.007]

Great bro…

[Blackdick11]

Nadir is so lost in this game that    he’s ignoring even meena’s   warnings about its possible consequences.   this time, her reluctance is clear on her face.   but now, what can she do?  Meena herself has promised to  fulfill nadir's every wishes—backing out isn’t an option.

[RCF]

I sensed a certain anger in the air. But I thought, why? I was just trying to calm the situation down, to have a bit of fun and get everything under control again.

When someone is misbehaving with your wife, you should not calm the situation, rather take it under your control. You have to admit yourself the truth that even when Nadir was talking to Cyrus, his mind was playing images of him making out with his wife…that temptation is what kept you from getting angry and teaching some sense to the kid.

I stood still in the darkness, but I knew she could see me. I could see her as always, her face was to see in the beams of moonlight. Then she closed her eyes, but I was sure she is still not sleeping.

So why did Meena want alone time? Why didn’t she want to talk to Nadir? My feeling is she is trying to make sense of her husband’s weakness and his request. She feels that has gone too far that night and she wants alone time to think about her own feelings about what happened.

My thoughts went back to the party, what happened there and afterwards, and then other thoughts and questions came up. Did I do everything right? Meena was a little outraged, in the car and at home too, but why? Yes, I was a little under the influence of beer, but otherwise everything was fine.

How is everything fine? Some guy is blackmailing your wife that he knows she slept with his dad and offering his thing to her and she is pissed because of his behavior, and I do not understand why Nadir thinks everything is fine.


Then came a for me shocking question, she asked me, "Will you call Cyrus for me later? You still have his business card, I guess."

So, what’s changed overnight? She took alone time to come to terms with your request and is sacrificing her self-respect for your sake…Meena is truly a miracle woman.

But for me, that was just a silly game of a stupid, cheeky teenager and my inclinations got just coincidentally involved.

No, it was not. If he was just flirting it was a silly game, but when he started to pursue her with obscene comments, blackmailing with her meetings with his dad and then started to get bold by trying to show his thing, then how is it silly game?? Sometimes I feel Nadir is naïve and cannot comprehend simple situations correctly

Meena interrupted me, “Look Nadir, why not?”, "This is a great opportunity, we have to take advantage of it, I want it... I want it and I'm sure I'll enjoy a little erotic play and maybe even more than a little...with a very young, good-looking man. This is just a game…".

I sense sarcasm here lol …She is angry but pretending to just get it done for Nadir sake.

I knew Meena and knew that she was serious. But from her behavior I wasn't sure what her goal was, she wanted obviously to go down that path and get involved with the kid and apparently had no problems with that. But I wasn't sure if she wanted to punish me because in her opinion last evening I didn't assess right and react correctly to the situation, the way she expected. Maybe she felt that I had left her alone, but was it really that bad? Did I take the events too lightly after drinking a glass more beer?

She took her time last night to come to terms with your request and she is now doing what she has promised that she will do anything that is needed for her husband. She is not punishing you; she might be punishing herself in a way by doing the things she is doing for your sake. We all know that kid is not her usual choice and if given choice she will never choose him but yet she is saying he is perfect candidate and a young person. That shows she is playing it for you and doing it for you.

I told Farzan that we have nothing planned and will be happy to go to Tahir. He said hopefully the weather will be better and we can spend more time outside.

More fun is incoming ?


"No baby, that's forgotten. He, Cyrus, called and apologized. I was a little annoyed but now I'm calm and I just want to do what you wish... One only does that if he or she loves someone more than anything, and I do so, I love you more than anything and anybody in the world. Well, sometimes I'm irritated that you go a little too far but what's the point? I love you and we decide together on everything we do. If I'm against a suggestion or idea of yours, I'll definitely say it, if it's too much for me or I think it's not my style, then I'll tell you but otherwise, I'll do what you want.”,”, Just one thing Nadir... I only want one thing; I want that when you decide for something or some activity, then you accept the consequences, to assume the responsibility for its consequences, is the only proviso ... That's the only thing I want from you,", “, you can now say that you have decided that you don't want me to meet him, I will accept that, but you also have to accept that I don't want to have any contact with him or anybody else for your game. It's not that I'm that enthusiastic about this kid, but it's just too much for me that you change your mind so often and want something different every day. I also have my limits.”


I have been trying to comprehend these words since I read. One thing that is sure for me is Cyrus is not a usual choice for Meena, and she is only doing this for Nadir’s sake. Yet she is saying if she is against his suggestion or idea then she will say it. So why is she not denying this game for Nadir? After all Cyrus is Jalal’s son and a teen. Cyrus’s apology doesn’t mean anything because his true nature is when he is drunk, his inner desires have come out at that time. So, either Meena wants to teach a lesson to both the men, or she just gave up fighting and doing what her husband wants her to do it. Also, like Tahir and Farzan, Cyrus is not mature enough to keep his mouth shut, he could become arrogant like he was last night when drunk and could talk about Meena with his guests or Tahir’s guests. Meena’s point is Nadir should own such consequences if they arise and not blame her at that time.
Also, as much as I can see that Meena is willing to do anything for Nadir and be a part of his games and even though the suitors are not her choice but Nadir’s choice, it’s equally important for Nadir to be a gentlemen and choose someone appropriate for Meena and keep her self-respect at highest pedal before making a choice. Asking her to do things that she usually does not wish to do will only build resentment for these games in her, and it’s not good for the couple. When Nadir and Meena talked about Tahir, it was clear that Meena liked him to an extent, so it was fun to be with Tahir and even though the pace at which Nadir pushed her into that game is uncomfortable it still is better choice.... Nadir should carefully think about his choices.

~RCF

[Kamuk Insaan]

Interesting—let’s see where it leads.

[Lollobionda]

I do not want to go into detail here about how Nadir behaved and how he should have behaved.

What happened years ago and is now history describes the mental and emotional level of the two
spouses at the time, but above all Nadir's walking the fine line between reality and fantasy.

Today, many years later, we can realise: Both Nadir and Meena have learnt a lot from this episode 
in their past.
They have moved closer together and the bond that unites them is stronger than ever and has welded
them together in such a way that they have become inseparable.
Otherwise we would not have a Nadir and a Meena who are so self-confident today, who go through 
thick and thin together and, above all, have the courage and guts to speak openly and "without taboos"
about their past and write it down for us fans and readers.

That simply has to be mentioned !...

In my opinion, Cyrus's visit will bring clarity to two processes through Meena's behaviour:
either
A, B, C, the code of behaviour and upbringing for a ‘rude’ and badly behaved child,
or
A, B, C, of sex for a precocious, naughty child ...

I will stay away from speculation this time and let Meena surprise me.


Ciao
Lollobionda

[RCF]

I do not want to go into detail here about how Nadir behaved and how he should have behaved.

What happened years ago and is now history describes the mental and emotional level of the two
spouses at the time, but above all Nadir's walking the fine line between reality and fantasy.

Today, many years later, we can realise: Both Nadir and Meena have learnt a lot from this episode 
in their past.
They have moved closer together and the bond that unites them is stronger than ever and has welded
them together in such a way that they have become inseparable.
Otherwise we would not have a Nadir and a Meena who are so self-confident today, who go through 
thick and thin together and, above all, have the courage and guts to speak openly and "without taboos"
about their past and write it down for us fans and readers.

That simply has to be mentioned !...

In my opinion, Cyrus's visit will bring clarity to two processes through Meena's behaviour:
either
A, B, C, the code of behaviour and upbringing for a ‘rude’ and badly behaved child,
or
A, B, C, of sex for a precocious, naughty child ...

I will stay away from speculation this time and let Meena surprise me.


Ciao
Lollobionda

Well put into words my friend. Everything that happens in the past, shapes the future.

If not for the mistakes we did or will do in the future, there won't be a learning curve and growth that we endure. Success comes from lot of failures, same way maturity comes from the mistakes we do, it allows us to gain experience and gives knowledge to not repeat the mistakes and in a way shapes us for better "us" version for future.

I wouldn't judge Meena even if she has fun with a arrogant youngster as this experience will enlighten the couple in many ways. Every step as Meena suggested will have consequences and those will teach them for a better tomorrow. If Nadir needs to learn a lesson or if Cyrus needs to learn a lesson then experiencing the mistakes done now will make them learn it.

Let's see how the story unfolds, I am sure Meena will call it off in right time by signaling Nadir to call her....the code sign is set for a reason.
Cyrus might have some fun but will not get Meena at least not this afternoon....

~RCF

[Lollobionda]

Well put into words my friend. Everything that happens in the past, shapes the future.
.
.
.

Let's see how the story unfolds, I am sure Meena will call it off in right time by signaling Nadir to call her....the code sign is set for a reason.
Cyrus might have some fun but will not get Meena at least not this afternoon....

~RCF

Dear friend,

my gut also tells me that - despite Nadir's urging and wishes -, Meena will not get involved in a sex-game
with Cyrus, neither this afternoon nor in the near future.
On the contrary, she will give him an unforgettable lesson in interpersonal relations and behaviour before
she sends him home.

... And that's exactly what I want and expect from Meena.

Let us be surprised, according to the motto: 

Time is of the essence, so comes advice ...


Ciao
Lollobionda

[RCF]

Dear friend,

my gut also tells me that - despite Nadir's urging and wishes -, Meena will not get involved in a sex-game
with Cyrus, neither this afternoon nor in the near future.
On the contrary, she will give him an unforgettable lesson in interpersonal relations and behaviour before
she sends him home.

... And that's exactly what I want and expect from Meena.

Let us be surprised, according to the motto: 

Time is of the essence, so comes advice ...


Ciao
Lollobionda

In general scenarios yes maybe, Meena will take matter into her hands. Here I feel Meena is prioritizing Nadir's wishes more than anything else including her own wishes or thoughts.

Like I said I wouldn't judge despite any upcoming mistakes or experiences. Couple will only learn from it. As always if the partners are not right then there will be consequences in future that they need to face it.

~RCF

[Bakchod Londa]

Who knows? maybe nadir will realize his mistake and stop it before anything happens between meena & cyrus, speculation has no limits, so we might as well wait and see what time reveals...

[Salir]

I do not want to go into detail here about how Nadir behaved and how he should have behaved.

What happened years ago and is now history describes the mental and emotional level of the two
spouses at the time, but above all Nadir's walking the fine line between reality and fantasy.

Today, many years later, we can realise: Both Nadir and Meena have learnt a lot from this episode 
in their past.
They have moved closer together and the bond that unites them is stronger than ever and has welded
them together in such a way that they have become inseparable.
Otherwise we would not have a Nadir and a Meena who are so self-confident today, who go through 
thick and thin together and, above all, have the courage and guts to speak openly and "without taboos"
about their past and write it down for us fans and readers.

That simply has to be mentioned !...

In my opinion, Cyrus's visit will bring clarity to two processes through Meena's behaviour:
either
A, B, C, the code of behaviour and upbringing for a ‘rude’ and badly behaved child,
or
A, B, C, of sex for a precocious, naughty child ...

I will stay away from speculation this time and let Meena surprise me.


Ciao
Lollobionda

The life we live "now" is a sequence of events, a combination of moments, hours, days, months and years, 
consisting of processes of emotional outbursts, love, hate, doubt, confidence, passion, coldness, temptation, 
envy, betrayal, self-deception, revenge, forgiveness, sacrifice... in the past...

We are "there" now, in terms of time. What is interesting, and we are trying to convey, is how we ended up there, 
which stages we have experienced, but don't forget that... it is not certain that we will still be there tomorrow, 
it could be that tomorrow one of these processes starts again... a process changes/ends up and makes room 
for another... 

It is life and life means movement in nature, and we are human beings, that means change in nature...

Nice days, 
Salir

[Salir]

Sparrows and Sparrowhawks – 6 (V)
 
 
Meena’s Narration:
 
"Glad you inivited me," smiled Cyrus.
 
Meena led Cyrus into the living room. He was clearly nervous and excited at the same time.
 
She asked if he wanted a drink and continued, smiling, "You won't get a beer from me today."
 
Cyrus replied, "I'm really sorry, I feel so bad about yesterday. I'd like a glass of water."
 
Meena said, "A cola or lemonade?"
 
"Then I'd prefer a cola," he replied.
 
She went into the kitchen. Cyrus followed her with his eyes. He couldn't take his eyes off her tits and her
 
ass as she moved. He was amazed by her erotic outfit, and he thought she was even prettier and sexier
 
than yesterday. He saw her a few times, at his father's ranch and his farewell party, and each time he
 
was intoxicated by her sex appeal.
 
And now he was with her, in person, in her home. Apparently, she was also enthusiastic about him and
 
invited him to her place today, when her husband wasn't there. That had to mean something. She wanted
 
certainly, start a relationship with him, that was for him a safe bet and he had been sure since he got the
 
invitation that he could have sex with her today.
 
After these thoughts about her and himself, Cyrus still looked smug and arrogant when Meena returned.
 
He looked her over and examined Meena's thighs and tits as best he could.
 
Meena stood in front of him with his bottle of coke and a glass and said to him, "I think we'd better go
 
to our guest house. It will be safer there if my husband suddenly returns. We don't want to be surprised, do
 
we?" and laughed.
 
Cyrus got up and asked, “He doesn’t know about this?”, and followed her. His gaze was to Meena’s
 
backside. He watched how her pretty ass jiggle and sway as she walked. 

Meena replied, “No, I spoke to you as he was out of the room. I prefer that he doen’nt know about… You know why,” 

She looked in his eyes meaningfully and laughed.
 
When they were in the guest house, Meena led him into the room where there was a bed and two pieces of
 
furniture.
 
“you can take off your jacket, sit on an armchair or bed wherever you want, have to wash my hands quickly,
 
I'll be right there,”, said Meena and left.
 
Two minutes later she was back. She had checked her makeup and put on fresh lipstick, Cyrus noticed this
 
right away. He knew that she was doing it all for him and was proud of himself.
 
 
He was grinning now and looked not more uneasy.
 
 
Nadir’s Narration:
 
I was sitting in my study and looking at them two in guesthouse bedroom on my monitor.
 
Meena sat in front of him on a chair and crossed her shapely legs.  This made a good vantage point for him
 
to see more of her pretty legs, maybe even take a look at her panties. Her breasts and nipples were also
 
clearly visible to him under the thin material. His hungry eyes, were unable to decide to watch which part of her body 

for a longer time. 

Obviouskly, he didn't want or need to make any effort to do it hidden. He probably was thinking that
 
she wanted to present and show herself to him and he could do with this gift, however he wanted and
 
wished.
 
Cyrus was grinning even wider and waiting for Meena’s next step.
 
I saw Meena smiling awkwardly a few times while looking at bulging croth of his pants. Yes, he was erect. 

I could see that. I could scarcely believe what was unfolding in front of me. Meena was seducing this kid, the son
 
of the man who loved her and wanted her as his future wife. Shit. I knew this was the last point of no return.
 
This was it. "Holy shit," I mumbled, as Meena looked up at camera, to give me a smile, unbeknownst to Cyrus.
 
Everything started racing in my mind. The scene was unfolding as if I was in some cheesy porn. The
 
cheating wife, the dirty kid, the perverted husband. While I was pondering these thoughts, thinking about
 
how awesome it was and what was about to happen, my legs started to shake, and my prick began to rise.
 
I knew what would happen next, and that thought made me so excited and at the same time jealous. I
 
Said to me that I wanted to watch this. We hadn't really palnned all in details and we hadn't thought
 
everything all the way through after all, but I agreed on this and Meena was performing just as to my
 
imagination and wish.
 
The question was now: Would Meena demand him to show her, his cock? Would he show my wife his erect
 
cock?
 
"You had something you wanted to show me?" I heard Meena's soft voice ask in a very deep, sensual way,
 
like a slutty prostitute looking to seduce a client. Holly shit. I had never heard Meena be so sensual, so full
 
of sex appeal.
 
Cyrus looked uncertain for a moment and said, "But last night you were outraged at my..."
 
"Oh, things can change," laughed Meena, sounding playful, "So, you gonna show me your thing or
 
what?"
 
After a moment's pause, I saw him pulling his pants zipped down and took out his cock. The thing was
 
a slightly shorter version of his father's. I saw and heard a soft giggle from Meena.
 
"Oh, that's a pretty looking dick," my wife breathed. Cyrus was flushed but had the biggest smile on his
 
face.
 
“Do you like it?”, Cyrus said hoarely.
 
“Yes, not bad for a young man. How many women have seen it already?”, Meena asked playfully.
 
“Some,” He replied. 

“Some means?…” Meena insisted. I was not sure what she had in her mind? Is this a game? Her game?
 
“I don't know anymore, ten, twelve…”, I could see that Gyrus was impatient. His cock was fully erect and
 
Meena's eyes were fixed on watching the thing.
 
“Want touch?”, Cyrus groaned.
 
“Yes, sure…“
 
she moved her hand but only briefly touched it with her index finger and then pulled back and said, "wow,
 
it's so warm, it's hot... Did the other women play with it too?". 

Cyrus moved to touch Meena's breasts, she pulled back more and said, "That later, we have time, let's go slow, 

I want to enjoy... And did the other women play with it?"
 
"Yes, everyone, come, I'm about to explode, please... Take it, I'm going to come soon,".
 
"Can you cum like this?" Meena asked.
 
Cyrus replied, “May be yes, I am feeling it...”
 
“Do you think of me sometimes?”, Meena asked seducing.
 
He looked at her and then at his dick and murmured, “Yes, honestly I do often,”.

"And?", Meena asked.

“And what?”, he replied.
 
“How? You imagine me naked or clothed?” Meena said.
 
“First clothed, and then in nude,”, He answered slowly.
 
"Do you jerk off to me? Thinking about me, I mean?" Meena suddenly asked, tilting her head

 to look up. I ould say that her voice was clear and steady. She wasn't shy about what she

asked him. She knew she was hot, so it was more an affirmation of something she already

knew. But she wanted to hear it.

Cyrus paused. I guess he wa thinking how to reply.

“I bet that then you masturbate imagining me naked…”, Meena seductively said and looked at his eyes.
 
Cyrus nodded. “Yes… I do…”, he answered finally in a short sentence, Obviously, her openness has given him 

some courage to express himself openly,then he continued, “Look at you, who wouldn't," he breathed and added, 

"Those tits… That body… I used to think about you offen, you are a very sexy woman. Now I know better, seeing this awesome 

body so close. Why don't you let me seen more?"

"Will it make you cum quicker?" Meena asked. My jaw dropped again.

She'd comply to get partially undressed just to make this boy cum faster? The wife who never went for easy 

hookups was now considering pulling out her clothes, and show her body I adore so much just to satisfy this idiot kid?
 
"Yes, please, your face is so beautiful, but nothing beats a nice body, especially yours…" the boy groaned,
 
I saw Meena reach for the last upper shirt buttons holding everything in place and begin to open them, and pulled her 

thin shirt out and down to her upper arms. I noticed that Meena kept her strapless shee bra on. However, she moved the cups of 

her strapless bra away and the delicious, rounded swells of her tits burst into the light, intesifying for Cyrus to celebrate 

his eyes on. It was hard not to swallow the lump in my throat or squeal as they entered into view. gazing down to Meena, there. 

I felt my hard cock lurch in my pants. What I was watching now was so naughty and forbidden. It was so hot.

The sene and sight of her body as she was sitting there, was truly mesmerizing. It was hot and wrong all at the same time.
 
I could hear Cyrus gasp as he soaked in the magnificent view of my wife's naked chest. And I sensed, a newfound energy 

coming out as his desire to have my wife in the kinkiest way possible became manifest. He had that horny, predatory gaze 

men get when they want to own and fuck a woman. It looked just plain weird on a shithead like Cyrus.
 
"Oh god, yes, shit yes!" he yelled
 
He gripped his hard cock, and his hand enveloped it, slowly and firmly pumping it and  
 
seemingly not even thinking about another thing.
 
Meena just sat there looking up into his eyes and then his dick.
 
"Mmm, that's it. Make yourself throb, imagine you are playing with... Don't be shy," she continued, the
 
obscene words dizzying me. Maybe she brought it out to make Cyrus cum faster... that gotta be it...
 
His mouth half opened, Cyrus begged, "Then show me, show me your pussy ...",
 
Her tongue slipped out of her mouth and she licked her full lips, and at the same time she sat up a little so
 
that her tits were even more visible and then crossed her legs and probably showed more of her thighs and
 
between her legs and possibly her panties.
 
“You know you want to," the boy groaned, “I'm so close. Look at my dick… Let me see  your pussy, I promie not

to touch, just look at ”.

Meena paused for a second and looked at his cock licking her lips again, then she bgan oopening her legs slowly for him.

“You know, I ‘ll do it… I’ll show you my pussy… I shaved it last night as I got home, and it's tingling now with sensation. 

I was thinking about you, about what you said, and I got aroused. My nipples hardened like now, wanting attention and 

I got goosebumps from the thrill of arousal.

Whenever my pussy is bare like now, I feel like I've got sex going on between my thighs; it gets hot, it feels so smooth, 

and when I walk, or dance rolling my hips in circles, my pussy is on fire; so sensitive to every touch, every contact 

whether it's my own skin, the clothing I'm wearing, or the chair I'm sitting in, it all feels so good, and now I

wish and hope your hands…

This time Meena simply looked up at him, showing that dirty grin, biting on her lower lip, and spoke pleadingly, 

"Will you show me how you cum when you think about me? Let me see you cum?" Meena spoke pleadingly, 

"show me please, I promise then we will do more...".
 
In that moment, for me, the mind and inner self seemed like the complete opposite of how she acted: the slutty 

facial expressions, the relaxed demeanor, the way she looked at his dick, all said one thing: cum for me. 

It was a performance extraordinary.
 
I guessed Cyrus couldn't wait too long. He stood up, his young cock was ready to erupt at any moment. The kid trembled. 

Then Meena did the, for me, unimaginable. She poked her nimble, wet tongue out at him. Mouth wide open. Ready and 

eager. He lurched. Cried out. And let loose, "UHHHHH!! GGGAAAHHHHH!!" the kid bellowed.

I couldn't believe my eyes. I could feel my own cock growing hard in my pants.
 
I saw the boy shudder and moan; he took an even stronger grip and began to pump faster. Then he
 
gasped, bucking his hips forward if trying to be as close to Meena as he could, but Meena withdraw
 
her head and upper body, "Ohhhh, I'm coming, please, please, I'm cumming...", “Your pussyy, your tit…” I guess 

the kid had hoped to get more, and who could blame him, I hoped too, to see more, but for now, it was over.
 
"Naughty boy," she scolded, moving her face still out of reach.

As she kept her gaze on his cock, for a moment, I had the impression that her entire demeanor and body

language showed a mixture of shock and wonder, a sordid fascination, clearly captivated by the moment.

But this all was just for a short moment. When Meena sighed and lightly moaned, Cyrus's lecherous grin

only widened.

Meena stood up and said, “There, towel for you. It's a shame it's over so quickly... the bathroom is outside

on the right., when you come back, we'll see what happens next..." He looked a little uncertain again, even

ashamed, and said, "Yes, sorry...". He cleaned himself quickly. It seemed as if he was embarrassed.

Then he and disappeared from the door.

Meena sat down and while she buttoned her shirt again, looked up at my camera and smiled then gave me a

kiss with her lips and winked.

After a minute, Cyrus was back and sat uncertainly on the bed and said, "I'm sorry, Meena, I was too early...".

Meena first touched her right ear. I reacted at one and grabbed my phone. She looked at Cyrus and said, “No problem, 

can happen, I understand...,” That's when her cell phone rang. I didn't spoke on the phone as she ordered, but she said,

"Hi, oh... it's you baby, okay, I'm here, see you later...".

Then she turned to Cyrus and said to him, "Unfortunately we have to continue our game another time, Nadir will be here 

soon. But now I would like to talk to you shortly, if you allow me."

Cyrus looked at her, nodded and said, "Yes, of course,"

“Cyrus, listen to what I'm saying... I know that you probably didn’t have any girlfriends and probably your

relationships with women are only via the internet and at most paid physical contact with one or more

prostitudes.That's okay. You are still very young, and you have time. I know your family situation and that 

your father was a bit too strict with you. And you are now, finally, free to do what you like and wish. 

You're okay as a young man, as long as I can judge, you're healthy and you're good looking but your behavior

towards women is crap. I'm sorry to say that, but this the truth. And it is wrong if you search, joy, pleasure

and realtion with a real normal woman for, let's say even and just, sex. Forget the stories on the internet

and porn movie dialogues and behavior and fuck scenes there.

Be normal. Be polite and be nice. Try to behave with a woman like a good friend... then everything will work  
 
out on its own... I'm too young to be your mother, but I could play the role of an older sister for you.

That's all and if you need anything else, contact me. I like you just same as the good son of a good friend, so be

one too. By the way, before you go... I don't know you very well yet, but I'll tell you one thing, don't listen to

anyone else. I wasn't your father's lover or girlfriend. We were just good friends, I am in love with my

husband and nobody else.  And yes, I was in your house when my husband was away, but we were friends

with your father and nothing more, which we still are. I'm sure that no one can say that they saw or

observed anything differently. I just wanted to say that and hope you have a great time until the next time

that we meet each other.

Cyrus didn't say anything and just bowed his head and stood up.
 
As Meena accompanied him to the front door, I left my study and went down the stairs and waited for her in the basement.

Meena was soon there and sat down on the sofa with me. I was silent. I just waited to see what she would say. 

She had a smile on her lips and looked at me briefly and said, "I'm sorry that you didn't have the performance to your liking 

today. I had to punish him for his impudence and indecency,”.

I spoke, “But that was a nice punishment what you presented to him. But okay, you wanted to punish me too, 

I guess… “, and giggled.

“No, but you needed to be learned a lesson,”. And she smiled.

I answered, “You were so sexy baby, I had a raging erection as you showed him…”., and I reachd for her beautiful hard tits.

Meena withdrew her upper body and said, "No, not today... today you can starve, Mister. That's part of the lesson. 

You were bad and very inattentive yesterday and you left me alone in that stupid situation... then go to your study today. 

There are enough sites on the Internet for naughty boys like you. I'll do a bit of exercise and then prepare dinner.

 
To be continued…
 

[Anu.007]

Wow….

[desihunter]

Wonderful

[Blackdick11]

Oh, wow, I'm surprised and impressed by the way meena taught cyrus a lesson—no harshness, no humiliation, just the right touch to guide him without dimming his newfound confidence.