Adultery An Old Dept Has To Be Paid (Meena and Nadir's life story)
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He cares not just about the Roses! - 1 -


That afternoon we had a passionate sex.
Meena was mostly very active and she orgasmed two times. Fist time as I lapped her clit and a second time as we fucked, in missionary position.
Thursday evening, as we were looking at a movie on TV, I think she noticed that my mind was racing with thoughts.
Then suddenly she turned to me and asked: ‘Nadir, is there something? Did I do something wrong?’
No, baby. I was just thinking about the next weekend. Especially Sunday.”
She smiled and said: ‘And about our young Gardner?’
I am surprised that you didn't tell me what have you talked with him in the guest house. I mean it took some long minutes... And then at the gate also...”
Wait a minute, Nadir. Previously you told me that you don't want and you don't need to be informed about anything in such situations, but only when you ask about it. I am just running your commands, my lord!”
Then she kissed my lips passionately. After the separation, she continued: “If you want, okay, I'll tell you. I tried to clarify, my relation to him. I tried to give a message that he is not allowed to think romantically about this relationship…”
And were you successful?”
Yes, I think so, because he told me he is coming back!”
He told you really he is coming back not just for gardening?”
She giggled and said seductively looking at me: ‘At least I hope so, I hope my this message is well arrived. Are you satisfied?!’
Yes, almost, but just one more thing what about the short conversation at the gate?”
Now she flushed in her face and said: “He told me that he was so satisfied sexually as I sucked him. And told me he wants and hopes more!”
And what did you reply?”
I told him that I am going to take care of him! Now, you tell me why were you so bothered in the last days, Nadir?”
I was astonished that you care so about him and about his feelings...”
Ohhh... my baby is hurt and Jealous...” Meena giggled.
Now I was a bit hurt, from her such reaction!
Meena, I am not jealous, you have to let the nature play his game. You are not responsible to correct all the missteps and errors in this world, not even when you are responsible for emotional setbacks around you, or because of your behavior. Let the young boys and old men taste the bitterness of letting down and disappointment!
This is the life, you win sometime, but you lose often... It is normal. If somebody falls in love with you, this is not your problem, as long as you are not in love with him. Do you understand me?”
Yes, I do. Excuse me Nadir, I know what you mean, but...”
No buts Meena. If you can not do this, then you can sacrifice yourself according to me, but without my participation...”
I felt a bit anger in my voice but I thought at that moment, this is perhaps the best way to clarify the situation.
She looked at me. I saw the disappointment and even tears in her eyes, but I do not let myself be influenced by that.
We didn't discuss about this theme more the next days. But it was obvious there was some irritation between us…
***
Finally the Sunday was there.
It was not more a warm day. The summer was going to an end.
After Murad arrived and we had our lunch, I told them I am going to swim and talked also Meena into. Murad as always, went to continue working in the garden.
I had my swimming short boxers, and she wore her black and red bikinis which left little to the imagination! Although the important parts were covered, but I was sure that she is intentionally wearing them today.
She was stunning in them. We stood there for a moment next to our chairs, talking.
Enough time for Murad in ten feet distance to admire Meena's sexy body. He made a pause and watched us, definitely Meena. I could read from his looks what he thinks.
His thoughts were surely about the last week as this nice and sexy body was kneeling before him to suck his cock.
Or perhaps it wasn't her body, he has attracted to. Of course it was part of it. If she'd been two hundred pounds I doubt he would have gravitated to her the way he did.
But I thought it was her type behavior and especially her face, her looks, and the expression in her eyes. The way she smiled. Those are what had drawn every man, even me so strongly to her. I thought that if I was a young lad like Murad, I had fallen in love with her too, immediately.
I mover myself and now I looked at her body from his angle, I was getting the full picture, or much more of it anyway. Her roundish C breasts were perfect for her frame. Her waist was thin and curved. As she turned and started towards the pool, I got my glimpse of her ass, which was round and firm. At that moment I thought she looked absolutely complete and perfect.
Meena sat on the top step of the pool, put one foot in and pulled it back out, yelping as she did so; ‘Cold…’ She said gravely, looking up at me.
I could see that Murad shifted to side to have a better view of her. Meena realized this and looked and smiled at him shortly.
I took several steps in the water. It was cool, but it felt nice; ‘It's not so cold..’
I told her, walking down the steps up to the water came up to my chest.
Liar…” She said, flashing a grin.
It is refreshing, come in.”
The water was cold, but I needed to convince her to join me.
I went to her and grabbed her hand. She jerked back and said: “Don't, Nadir…”
Come in…” I laughed.
It was a dumb idea to swim today.”
It was a very good idea…” I said, smiling.
I reached out to her and clasped my hands around hers. She accepted them.
Her hands were soft as always. I walked backwards slowly, leading her into the pool and she followed.
How are you not cold?” She asked.
I shrugged, still holding her hands.
You get used to it..” I said.
Once she was in fully she shrieked and held her hands out to her sides above the water. 
Not so bad, right?’ I asked.
It's pretty bad.”
She laughed and said in Murad's direction: ‘I am kinda getting used to it though...’
She was speaking to me, but often maintaining eyes contact with Murad; ‘It's your fault if I catch a cold tomorrow.”
I think I can live with that.’ I laughed.
Then you are dead.’ She said and laughed.
I agreed and laughed. We stood there for a moment, just staring at each other.
Let's try to move, then it 'll be warmer.” She said, swimming off past me.
We swam around for several minutes, touching each other in meaningful ways, while Murad watched us.
I knew I had an erection, I didn't care if he sees it. But I was sure that Meena feels it!
Eventually I made my way to one of the walls and, standing against it, turned around.
As I did so Meena swam to me and stood in the front of me, Then she looked at Murad smiling and put her arms around my neck. I wrapped my arms around her waist and we stood face to face, our bodies pressed together in the water.
You were right, thank you. This was a good idea and I'm having a really good time.”
She said warmly and whispered in my ear as she looked at Murad and continued: Murad too!”
Me too!’ I told her and kissed her lips.
I thought to myself, okay, our little discussion from Thursday evening and the subsequent irritation is now adjusted.
At that moment I wanted more than just to kiss her. But Murad was looking with wide eyes at us and this made me a bit cautious, even if unintentionally. I knew he had thought of little else but Meena since the moment he had seen her.
Now after their chatting last Sunday and Meena's direct refusal to accept his emotional feelings and love, it was not nice for me to demonstrate that she belongs to me and to show him my power over her. Finally, he was not my opponent or my rival.
I had to plan carefully to use the situation for all to enjoy, but without any harm or bad feelings for anyone.
Our activities up until this point had been harmless enough, mainly because of Meena. We had done no real wrong and had hurt not him, I thought. The question was for me if I should cross the line now? And if I do it, my game wouldn't stop being a game and some young boy will be hurt?
I don't know if Meena was thinking the same thing, but we stayed there in silence for what felt like a very long time, her body pressed against mine. I felt all time, that she looks in his eyes. Eventually she broke eye contact with him and held her head against my chest.
You know what I like about you, my baby?’ She asked in a cheerful voice.
What's that?’ I asked softly, moving one hand to the back of her head.
You're nice to everybody and you don't like to hurt somebody even if you speak as if It does not matter to you. You're a nice guy even if you pretend not to be!” She said and giggled.
It's contagious, Somebody who I thought she loves me, gave it to me!”
I know. Is that so bad?’ She said, not looking up.
No, It is right and it means a lot to me.”
I rubbed my hand along her cold back, feeling goosebumps along the way.
Still cold?’ I asked her.
Yes. But I'm not ready to get out though..’ She giggled and looked first at me and then turned her face to his direction.
After a moment she turned and looked up at me. We locked eyes for a moment before closed hers, leaned up and pressed her lips against mine.
At that moment I didn't think about my motivations or whether what I was doing was right or wrong. I didn't think about a Young lad who is in love with her and now is watching us. All I thought about was Meena's hot body and the feeling of her kiss.
We maintained the gentle, closed mouth kiss for several seconds.
Then her mouth opened slightly and I felt her tongue against mine as our kissing became increasingly passionate. I grabbed the back of her head with one hand and her back with the other, and pulled her into me.
Her crotch rested on my erection, and by instinct I pushed up against her.
She moaned slightly as I did so and pushed back, grinding against me as we kissed. From time to time, I had a glimpse at his direction and could see that he watches us with wide eyes and tries to see more and more.
I allowed my one hand to make its way to the clasp of her bikini top, which I unhinged with ease. She held her arms out accommodatingly as I pulled it off, revealing her cute breast underneath. Her nipples were full and erect. I leaned her back and took her right nipple into my mouth, sucking gently and rolling over her nipple with my tongue.
She gasped and grabbed the back of my head, pulling me further into her bosom.
I moved my head, then her left breast and repeated the motions, cupping her right breast with one hand as I supported her with another.
Oh, baby...”
I gave her nipple one last kiss, then moved again to her lips.
She kissed me lustily as I turned us around, now with her back to the pool wall, then picked her up, and placed her outside the tub, her feet dangling in the pool.
I slipped both hands into the sides of her bikini bottom and pulled them down.
It was a struggle due to how wet they were, but she assisted me by first lifting her ass then holding out her legs as I slipped the wet bikini from her.
I wasted no time in grabbing Meena's ass and pulling her right up to the edge of the pool.
Her legs dbangd over my shoulders as I buried myself in her bare cunt, licking up from her entrance and finding her clit.
Oh God. Oh... oohhh...” She said with a heavy breath, grabbing me by the head.
I rubbed my tongue gently over her clit up and down.
She struggled to keep her voice down. I was sure it was an incredible turn-on for Murad to see all this and to hear her moaning.
Oh Nadir... Baby, can I call him...?!”
She moaned, I looked up at her and then at Murad and back in her eyes. Our eyes met, while her pelvis still grinding against me.
I looked at him again, he was standing there and hearing this and looking at me. He was looking in my direction, for the first time since our game had begun and now waiting for my approval.
Yes, you can…” I said slowly to Meena.
Then I began again applying pressure with my tongue on her clit, eliciting a deeper moan from her, while I was gazing at her face. She looked at him and moaned: ‘Oh... Murad, baby come here, take your things off... come to me...’
He hurried while getting undressed.
Meena laughed as she watched him quickly kick out of his clothes while approaching to her. Then he stood by her side with an incredible hard on, waiting.
I pushed my tongue left and right over her clit, as she looked pleadingly at his erection and let my hair go and pulled him with both hands around his thighs to her.
When his proud and hard erection finally got to her, his face was glistening with sweat.
He could notice now, a certain look in her eyes, a look of anticipation while looking at his face. Then she took his erection in her soft hands and looked waiting and pleading in my eyes, for some seconds.
I said softly: “Do you want it, my love?”
She nodded: “Yes”’
I insisted: “Say it, say what you want…”
I want it in my mouth, his dick... May I?”
That look in her eyes was incredible, her eyes are filled with joy, disbelief, and smoldering passion. She was looking at my face, waiting for permission. Then shortly she gazed at his dick in her hands, squeezed it and licked her lip. She couldn't wait, then gently kisses the head of his hard on just for a second.
The feel of her warm lips on his cock made his blood rush feverishly in his face and a glad smile spreads across his it.
Meena then turned her gaze to me again and asked whispering: “Do you allow me Nadir?”
It seemed to me that at this moment her behavior to ask about my permission to do something, was not just because of me, but also to show him, who here the boss is and who has to decide over everything and she is never going to act other than his will.
It take some moments for me to answer. They both were waiting impatiently and I was enjoying this.
I said finally: “Do you want him in your mouth?”
Yes, please...”
Do you want his cum in your mouth, Meena?”
Yes.. I..I.. Let me suck him please?” She repeated her demand, with a trembling voice.
From their facial expression, I could see that they both could barely contain their
excitement. At this moment, for the first time, Murad pleaded out loud, hoping I give her the permission.
He gasped: “Please... Please...”
I looked at his prick. It was so hard in her hands, and wanted to be pleased with this incredible creature's mouth.
I watched as Meena was looking alternately at me and the iron-like cock in her soft hands, her chest heaved as a sigh escaped her and Murad's eyes glimpsed her bare fleshy breasts and taut pink nipples.
She didn't wait more, her arms clasped around his thighs and her body presses firmly against them. Meena's soft breasts feel so inviting against his legs.
Of their own accord his hands tangled in her hair as he tried to pull her head against his erection. She resisted and tried to pull away.
At this moment Murad pulled her head back and leaned forward and his lips came on hers. She sighed, but didn't open her mouth. He licked her lips and sucked on them. Then let her go.
At seeing this, I groaned: ‘Kiss him baby, let him kiss you...’
Meena's mouth opened hungrily at once to receive her young lover's insistently probing tongue. I thought to myself, for sure many times he's dreamed of kissing her again and now it was real.
I could see at her kissing, how much she wants him, and how she demonstrated it, it fed his hunger for her all the more.
His mouth crushed down on hers, and she eagerly responded, releasing a moan filled with longing from deep within her throat.
I thought to myself, hearing and knowing that she enjoys his kissing with such pleasure, must have been very satisfying for a young man like Murad.
Murad's lips left hers and then he pulled her up to a standing position.
He began first to kiss her lips again and then traced a path down her neck to her full and waiting breasts.
She gasped and looked at me shortly and as the feel of his hot mouth covered her already erect nipple, she closed her eyes, and gripped once more his erect manhood with her right hand.
Now I could see clearly that, the delightful pressure of him sucking her nipples made her flush from the inside out. She held his head to her chest with her left hand, enjoying the sensation of his mouth on her breasts. Meena threw her head back and thrust her chest forward in offering. He was moving from one pert nipple to the other, his tongue licking, swirling and finally biting.
Ohhhhh Murad, please...” She begged and he acknowledged that it was too muchfor her..
My hard on in the water was killing me! I took my swimming shorts off while watching them. Then gripped to Meena's calf and groaned: “Come to me baby…”
She turned around and sat on the edge of the pool wall again. But I had other plans: “Come into the water…” And pulled her into the pool.
Murad was standing there and while caressing his erection, watching us.
I went one step backwards and Meena slipped into the water and stood in the front of me and said softly: “Hey…” And smiled.
Hey..”I smiled back.
Then she turned her face and looked at Murad smiling. She wanted to put her arms around my neck, but I whispered: “Turn around my lovely...”
Meena turned around and supported her arms on the pool's edge.
Now I reached under her armpitss and ran my hands forward and took her beautiful tits in my hands and began to caress her now very hard nipples.
She stood there and looked up at his face. Then I began to pinch urgently on her nipples. Meena moaned softly.
I put my lips on her neck as I continued mauling her lovely tits. She pushed her hips back into me, perhaps needing to feel my hard cock wedged firmly in her ass crack.
Murad was caressing his dick furiously now.
My tongue and then my teeth were on her neck.
My prick was now between her legs and at the entrance of her cunt and I could feel the slipperiness of her cunt and her wetness there which felt other than the water dampness. Slight moans were coming from Meena's lips. I let go her nipples and took her by the hips and pulled her against me.
Murad who was looking with wide eyes at us. I pointed to him and groaned: “Come Murad, sit down, let her have it...”
Meena nervously looked up at him, while I kissed behind her ear and she twisted her head, and murmured: “I love you, I love you baby…”
I love you too…”
Meena continued with trembling voice: “I want you in me… Please…” She pleaded with a breathy whisper.
I moved my head around hers and kissed her neck once more.
"Mmmmm…’ She whimpered, her head lolling to whatever side I pushed it.
Meanwhile Murad was sitting on the edge of the pool and his feet were dangling in the water. His solid hard on was standing proud from his crotch.
I noticed Meena is gazing at it, fascinated.
She stretched her right hand and took his rod, then she began slowly to caress it.
I couldn’t hold me back more. I pushed my hips forward and then I felt my prick slipped into her cunt.
She moaned: ‘Oh God… Oh baby…’
And she moved her feet farther apart so I could get in her more easily.
Meena was spreading herself open for me. Her ass pressed against my groin as if
needed to feel the pressure of my body.
I tried to pull her back more against me. I grabbed and squeezed her ass before moving with my hand to her breasts again. My dick parted the aroused lips of her cunt more and ran the full length of the opening and moved insistently along her inflamed cunt.
Meena had now Murad’s prick in her right hand. She looked Murad deep in the eyes.
I could imagine what she is thinking: this was the young man who was going to become her lover, the young lad who was years younger than her...
Murad leaned toward her, putting his arm around my sexy wife as he placed his lips on hers. He kissed her with open mouthed urgency.
The tip of his tongue wriggled wormlike between her lips and began insistently nudging her perfect teeth. Meena now opened her mouth slowly and willingly, before her oral cavity was suddenly filled with the slippery, suggestively thrusting tongue of the young man. Soon, she was sucking his tongue hungrily and rolling her mouth against his.
Their tongues wrestled back and forth from one mouth to the other.
The slippery, lustful sounds of oral suctioning could be heard softly but distinctly in the otherwise quiet garden. As the kiss went on, Meena threw her arms around him, sucking down hungrily on his tongue.
I breathed in her ear: ‘Go ahead! Stroke it! stroke his dick!’ I demanded.
I was now moving and stopping alternately. I didn’t want to cum too soon.
Meena stopped their kiss and stared down at the hard prick as she found herself face to face with it.
Murad straightened up while seeing the look on her face and waiting, as she started to stroke his hard prick slowly.
Then she looked up at him and exhaled deeply. Meena continued slowly jerking the young shaft, softly pulling back the foreskin.
Go on! Put your mouth on it! Put him in your mouth baby, let him fuck your mouth, as you wish!” I urged,
Meena moaned at hearing this: “Oh, my God…”
Then finally my gorgeous wife bent slowly forward, took his fat knob into her warm mouth, her tongue wetting his bloated prick. Murad let out a low moan, it seemed that the feeling of Meena‘s tongue and mouth on his cock was incredible.
Oh yeah! Oh, it feels so good!” He groaned. 
His groin was convulsing, as he felt Meena slobber all over his cock.
Meena swirled her tongue around as she took his prick deeper into her mouth and started sucking harder, vigorously running her small hand up and down his meat.
Meanwhile, I was fucking her cunt with slow and long movements. I wanted to extend my pleasure and I wanted to prevent to cum too soon.
As she continued her oral efforts, Murad‘s features contorted.
Meena had barely been sucking him off for two minutes, but after watching her sexy body all day and her sexual desire in the last hour, he couldn't fight the rush to climax as his body tensed up, his prick convulsing. Noticing his impending orgasm, Meena’s both hands engulfed the base of his erupting tool.
Ohhhh… I'm cumming!” Murad cried, as he emptied the content of his balls into Meena‘s mouth.
Without being asked to, Meena swallowed the thick fluid that shot out of his prick, as she held onto his cock. Swallowing the last drops of his seed, my hot wife lifted her head and swirled her tongue around his piss-hole once again, cleansing his member from the cum. I myself couldn’t also wait more. I was too excited. Meena felt this from my increasing pace. She took a deep breath, and arched her ass up for me.
Then, with one hand on her hip, I went to work her cunt with my cock. Meena stared nervously back up at me and waited, then suddenly bit her lip and tensed up.
I thought to myself that I can't hold back, and groaned: ‘I'm about to cum, baby!’
With that, I began fucking Meena as fast as I could. As I began to climax, Meena just groaned with a sobbing and stuttering as she took my pounding orgasm deep inside her: “Oh… Oh… Oh.. my God…cum baby… cum in me… cum in my hungry cunt….”
I bottomed out with a groan and held myself deep inside her.
Then I stayed still until my cock slipped completely from her cunt. After my cumming, it took not long as I was shivering and I felt I am cold. At this moment I noticed Meena has also goose bumps. Murad sat relaxed and looked at her while he had still a hard on!
I said quietly: “Wow, it was incredible, but I am cold now, you have also a goose bump baby, don’t you feel cold?”
Yes. I think it is better I get out of the water, can you help me please?” She demanded Murad.
Yes of course.” He replies and reached for her hand.
The sun continued to sink into the horizon, and it was going to be colder.
Out of the water, he could fully see her magnificent nude body. Me too.
I marveled at the sight, and I thought to me, she's a beauty that appeals to any man to possess her!
Meena looked at his cock, gripped it and giggled, then turned to me and said: ‘ He has all time an erection!’
He needs your attention, I think.”
I laughed and continued: “But I am done! I am going upstairs to shower. You can use the downstairs bathroom...” 
Then I left.
I stayed shortly behind the curtain, and looked out of the window at them.
Meena was looking down at his erection still and then reached with her hand and caressed his cock again, for a short time.
Murad came close to her and tried to kiss her lips from side.
Meena turned her head to him and her tongue licked his lips for long seconds and then her mouth sought his, making his naked cock swell for her more and more.
He reached and embraced her other shoulder with his left hand while pressing his bare chest to her right upper arm and shoulder. He was now caressing her tits and nipples slowly and slightly with his right hand.
I could see in Meena's facial expression, that she is now very aroused. I thought she would cum just from his caresses.
Meena looked at him with such longing in her eyes that it almost hurt.
She stopped him and said: “Murad, baby, I must go in, I have to shower, it is very cold, I'm freezing..”
Then kissed his lips shortly again and continued softly: “I'll be back soon…”
With one last lingering kiss, Murad reluctantly left her body. He then sat in a chair.
Meena asked: “How are you not cold?”
I am burning!” He laughed.
Okay, wait for me.” And she got into the house.
At the same I was running the stairs up.
At the last moment I thought I heard the door once more opening and then closing.
I hurried into the bathroom. My showering took not more than five minutes.
I didn't want to miss some live action!
After some short minutes as I was coming down, I heard Meena, who tried to be quiet.
No, please, Murad. Please stay there baby. We have to wait for him!”
Okay, I thought to myself, as I heard the door opening previously, that was he who followed her and came in.
But obviously Meena has not yet allowed him to do something, I thought to myself, and the anticipation only serves to heighten his amorous mood and his desire for her"
***
I looked from the stairs to the open door of the bathroom, and saw his shadow.
I tried not to make any noises and tiptoed down the stairs, carefully and silently.
Now I was downstairs. And saw the door to the bathroom was open. I could imagine that Meena left it open for me. It was now a bit darker outside and in
the living room no lights were on. The only light was coming from the bathroom.
Murad was standing in the bathroom, about two feet away from the door with
his back to the outside and me.
And about three feet distant from him, Meena were showering. Her beautiful body, her erect nipples and the sweet triangle of her sex mound was so exciting.
I could see that he slowly caresses his still hard cock, while watching her beautiful body and her movement under the shower.
Meena turned the faucet down to reduce the running of water.
Murad groaned: “Please Meena, I need you, I want you, let me...”
She interrupted him and while looking down at his hard on, shortly licked her lips and said: “Oh… Me too, baby, me too. I want you too, but we have to wait, he comes soon.”
He sighed as he continued caressing his erection.
To look at her and not allowing to have her, not even touch her, was driving him nuts, I supposed. I realized that I was rubbing myself too, and I had a semierection again. But his, I thought to myself, is so hard that it possibly hurts!
Then a moaned came out of his mouth. I felt sorry for him, but the pang of jealousy made me to be satisfied. I had to admit I was glad she was waiting for me. In spite of what she had done and all the adventures with her uncle, Meena had now never entertained the idea of anything happening without my being there. Right there. To see it from beginning to the end.
She didn’t want to hurt me and to cause a situation as like as our short time separation.
My heart still raced, as I stood there hidden and watched and spied on them.
At this moment, I was not more jealous, and actually I was missing the exciting feeling of spying on her and her lover.
What really bothered me was how horny I was every time I thought or imagined her adventures with her uncle Mansour.
At this very moment I decided to organize another sexual meeting between them!
It was like a drug I didn't like, but wanted more of, anyway!
So ironically, I thought.
I heard him moan once more. That was it. He couldn't take it any longer, it seemed to me. But at this moment he stopped his masturbation and let his cock free.
Meena was standing with wet body and hair and looking at his prick hungrily.
As she looked up, she saw my silhouette in the darkness and said: “Is he there? Are you there Nadir?” She sounded desperate.
I responded: “Yes, I am here baby…”
Finally…” Came Murad's voice as he turned and saw me standing there. Then he moved forward.
Oh God…” Meena moaned, as she knew what is coming.
I went in to have a close look and stood left to them leaning to the wall of the bathroom.
Murad was now at about one and half feet distant to her and then he stood still
and began stroking his cock again, as he stared at Meena’s cunt.
Meena looked at me questioning with lustful, demanding eyes. I knew what she wished.
I nodded with my head as approval.
She turned to him and asked with vibrating voice: “Do you want me?” She was alternately looking at him and me.
Oh my God. Yes…” Murad replied at once.
Excuse me baby, I've been bad. Teasing you and making you wait. I'm so sorry.”
Meena was moaning her words: “I have to pay for it…”
No answer came from Murad.
Do you want me here?” She asked.
Yes, just here, I want you now and here…” Murad groaned.
Oh my Goddd…” Meena moaned.
There was a long silence.
She is teasing, me, but more Murad, I thought.
The intense and disconcerting jealousy I had felt always was not there more, not even a small part of it.
There was just an immediate desire for Meena to get silly fucked by this young lad.
It was difficult, but I had only to stay where I was and watch.
You are so bad, Meena. You let me suffer. Now turn around and show me your back, show me your ass…” Murad groaned commanding.
Wow! I thought to myself. This young man is learning too fast! He felt instinctively that this sexy woman needs to be commanded.
Meena looked shortly at me and swiftly turned her beautiful back and firm ass to him while supporting herself with her palms on the wall.
Then I noticed she is looking back at him, panting in a mixture of dread and anticipation.
Is this good?” She asked Murad while thrusting her ass back and wiggling it to him.
I'm ready for you, baby…” She said softly.
Murad headed toward her and encircled her body with her arms. Meena‘s ass was level with his erection.
Oh God… Nadir…” Meena moaned to me as she felt his hardness contacting her buttocks.
Mmmmm…” She moaned again.
I am wet Nadir, I am wet and ready for him. Murad come, you are so hard baby.
Put it in, put it where it belongs…”
I looked open mouthed as he bent his knees a bit and then his stiff cock disappeared between the upper part of her thigh.
Ohhh… Yes! You needed it for hours, take me…” Moaned Meena loudly.
Murad pushed the full length of his cock deep inside my wife in one smooth stroke.
There was no foreplay. There was no tease more.
Oh Meena, You are so tight and wet! You feel perfect…”
Oh… God! Yes. Yes. Yes. Mm. Mm. Mm…” Meena moaned.
Then, louder and louder, the sound of slapping flesh filled the bathroom, broken only by the occasional grunt from Meena and smaller bangs against bathroom wall.
Murad had her up against the wall, fucking her against it.
Yeah, I am fucking you Meena…” He grunted.
More slapping sounds.
Oh yesss… fuck my cunt…” Meena moaned as Murad plunged his cock deep into her hungry wet cunt...’
At the same time he was caressing her buttocks with one hand and pulling her tits with the other.
Oh God fuck me. Mm. Mm. Mm. Ye-e-es oh God. Oh God. Oh God…” She moaned continuously.
I noticed Meena is now standing on her tiptoes. I gulped and furiously pulled my cock.
I was completely erect and on the way to explode.
Like that…?” Murad groaned as he slammed into her.
Um..hmmm!” She moaned, sounding smothered.
Murad was with all his strength in fucking Meena up against the wall as hard as he could.
Meena had her palms on the wall as she absorbed each thrusting up into her, eliciting throaty grunting sounds each time her body was lifted as they fucked. She slowly let her head fall back and turned to see me, the look in her eye one of complete seriousness.
It was so hot to see her face and gaze so lustfully, as she looked at me.
I was delirious with the knowledge that it meant he was forcefully pumping his semen into my Meena as he held her.
Nadir!...” She moaned.
I immediately walked closer to see exactly that, as Murad held her in his arms and spasmed against her body. She stared at me as she rested her head against his shoulder as she took his orgasm deep inside her.
Ohhh, So! Good! Mmmm!” He groaned.
I was jerking off as fast as I could.
As he caught his breath, Murad slowly relaxed his hold on Meena, letting her free.
He stepped a little backwards and his dick came out.
She was still holding onto the wall with her palms. She looked sexy as hell in this position. The water beating down on them.
Meena wanted to turn around, but Murad shoved her by the shoulder as he held her waist. He bent her forward and began rubbing the head of his softening cock up and down against her cunt from back. Meena's eyes closed on me as she rested her face against the wall.
I'm going to do you again… I fuck you again...” He said, staring down at her and then at me for approval. 
I nodded.
Oh God…” Meena moaned, looked at me and immediately stepped back and pushed her ass out.
Murad pushed into her and her eyes closed tight.
They opened again as she heard me grunting and moaning while started jerking.
I began beating off intensely.
Cum… Cum baby… cum for me Nadir...” Meena mouthed at me.
I did. I leaned into the wall, twitching and moaning.
Seeing me while ejaculating and at the same time feeling the new arrival of his dick in her cunt, was enough for Meena, and she dug her nails into the wall as she too began to orgasm as Murad pumped into her from behind. She stretched an arm toward me and looked at me pleadingly.
Not... yet!” Murad grunted, and grabbed her by the wrist and placed her hand back against the wall as he pumped her.
He was fucking Meena faster and faster, keeping his grip on her hips.
Then he suddenly slowed to spastic twitching as he was overcome by his second orgasm.
He wrapped an arm around Meena's torso and pulled her back against him and came and came...
Then he closed his eyes and moaned against her ear.
Meena maintained her eye contact with me as her body trembling before him.
The look in Meena’s eyes was a look of lust and desire.
I was still leaning against the wall and milking my cock as I watched her take his seed for the second time…

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He cares not just about the roses!  - 2 -

Afterwards Meena and I went upstairs and showered together.
Murad stayed downstairs to shower, then we sat down in the living room. She wanted to cook, but I said we order Pizza....
Murad come again to sea Meena'
When Murad come today Nadir was not around. It was clear to Murad that Meena was lonely, not only based on what she said but how she acted.
At any age, Meena would be considered attractive. The type that would look amazing in pantyhose from the 1980s, or lay bare in a bikini like Murad usually saw her. Meena clearly knew her body was amazing. She had no problem showing it off around the pool. Every time Murad ever saw her she was wearing a skimpy two-piece bikini.
On some women, it would appear to be inappropriate for her age, almost embarrassing.
But for Meena, with firm breasts, a tight gaand, and those amazing legs, she looked at least hot. She was wearing her usual skimpy suit when Murad reported for work on Sunday afternoon at 4 p.m. The sun was beating down at probably the hottest part of the day: "Afternoon, mam." Murad said as he opened the gate to the pool area. Meena was reclined on a lounge chair, drinking some kind of drink that was bright pink and had an umbrella.
She wore sunglasses and was reading a book.
She looked over the top of her shades at Murad smiled slightly, and said: "Hi, Murad, come on in."
Murad wore a bathing suit, like he usually did when he was working around water, and a T-shirt. 
As with most college students, he was in good shape. About 5-10, athletic and muscular, he had no problem attracting college girls. He wasn't a player so much, but he also never went home lonely if he wanted companionship.
But Meena was unlike any of the girls he met on campus. She had the sort of mysterious aura, and confidence that can only be found in older women who have been there and done that. He was intrigued by her, but he wanted to play it cool. She was twice as old as he was and he had no idea if she thought of him in any way other than as the guy who cleaned her pool.
Meena certainly didn't see him that way. To her, he was someone to seduce as only she could. With Nadir gone out of seven am, Meena escaped into a world of fantasy and masturbation. But with Murad on the scene, she saw an opportunity to play out one of her longtime favorite fantasies.. seducing Murad now und here.
She went about it in a very deliberate way. For the first few weeks he worked for her, she did nothing other than to wear her skimpiest bikinis around him. As the days went on, she made sure to give him plenty to look at, by bending over whenever possible in front of him, adjust her bikini top strap, or spread her legs while lounging by the pool to let him see the inside of her thighs. 
She knew he was watching her.
But on this particular sunny afternoon, as Murad began cleaning the pool just a few feet away from her, Meena decided it was time to progress to the next level in her plans.
It had been months since she had sex, and with a full moon that night, she was feeling even hornier than normal. She had been thinking about her plan for days and decided this was the perfect time to give it a whirl. If it failed, then no harm, no foul. But if it worked. Well, that would be amazing.
She started by turning over onto her stomach and undoing the strap of her bikini top. She let it fall to side, careful to make sure Murad was watching when she did it so he knew that she was essentially sunbathing topless, even though he couldn't see anything. As she lay on her belly, she spread her legs apart. Even though her bikini covered everything, Murad couldn't stop himself from staring at her and imagining what it would be like to mount her from behind as she lay there.
He felt an erection start to build as he cleaned the pool. He kept an eye on her and continued to seduce her in his mind. Just as Meena had fantasies about Murad, he too thought about what it would be like to have her while her husband was away. Murad had never been with any woman bevor Meena and older than 25 and he was curious some after about Meena. While he was certainly sexually experienced, he knew she was in sexmode too. He thought she might be able to show him a thing or too. Plus, he was just horny. His erection continued to build as he imagined what it would be like to climb on top of Meena when he saw her sit up, her arm around her bikini top to keep it covering her ample, but not enormous, breasts.
"Hey Murad," she called.
"Yes?"
"I'm going inside to take a shower. Can you just finish up out here?"
"Yeah, no problem," he said. Murad wondered why she had bothered to tell him where she was going. She could have just as easily gone inside without saying a word. She was under no obligation to give him all the details of her comings and goings.
Then he got to thinking: Maybe she wanted him to know what she was up to.
It didn't escape Murad's attention that she seemed to like showing off for him. Could it be that she was sending him a message? And if so, what was the message?
He watched her walk into the house. He had only been inside a couple times and he wasn't exactly sure what the layout of the house was. But he knew her bedroom was on the main floor and he assumed the shower was nearby. The bedroom window faced the pool, so he kept an eye on that. Even though the sun was out, he could tell when the bedroom light turned on. He saw Meena walk in. He continued cleaning the pool as he saw her open the door to the master bathroom and turn on that light.
Based on where that door was, Murad could tell the bathroom was just around the corner of the house near the pool supply shed. He decided to walk over there, pretending to need something from the shed. From there he could easily see in the window without being obvious about it.
Meena had hoped Murad would see her going inside. That's why she left all the window shades open. And, of course, that's also why she announced her plans to go take a shower. She figured the safest way to seduce her young pool boy was first to show off for him to see if he took the bait, then go from there. Meena was a confident woman and had no problem whatsoever being an exhibitionist. In fact, she got off on it. So when Meena walked into the bathroom the first thing she did was remove her bikini top. Her dark brown nipples were erect, mainly from the excitement of finally executing her plan. And, she could see Murad out of the corner of her eye watching her without trying to be obvious about it. She decided to give him a show.
After turning on the shower water, Meena faced the bedroom mirror with her back to the window. She slid down her bikini bottoms, revealing her tight, untanned ass to Murad. She ran her hands down both of her thighs, then around to her breasts. As she stared into the mirror she fondled herself, pinching her nipples and making sure to give Murad a good reflected view of her work.
Murad was trying to keep himself fairly well hidden behind the storage shed, but as Meena got more involved with playing with himself he found himself caring less and less about trying to hide. He also found the erection in his swimming trunks growing. There was clearly a bulge now, and he very much wished he could just yank his trunks off and start jerking off in front of the window. Instead, he continued to play it cool, not knowing for sure where things were headed.
After a couple minutes of playing with her breasts, Meena let her hands slide down her chest to between her legs. From Murad's view, he couldn't see what she was doing since the mirror didn't go down that low and she wasn't facing him. That was all part of her plan. She wanted to tease him. But she was getting excited and couldn't help herself from letting the middle finger of her right hand slide into her now moist twat. She rubbed her clit and closed her eyes as the bathroom mirror and window began to fog up from the heat of the shower water.
Murad was fully erect now. His dick, about 6-inches long, was throbbing and wanting to burst through his swimming trunks. Instead, he tried to gracefully adjust himself and keep working. As the window got foggier, his view of Meena became and more obscured, until finally he couldn't see anything. He decided then to get back to work.
Meena took a quick shower and reappeared poolside about 10 minutes later, wearing a white cotton bathrobe. She had nothing on underneath.
Even though it was 10 minutes since Murad had seen her little show, he still had an erection. He knew Meena could see it and he didn't care. In fact, he hoped that she was looking at it.
"Murad?" she called out.
"Yes?" he answered from the other side of the pool.
"Could you come here a minute?" she called back.
Murad walked over, standing about two feet away from his employer.
Meena looked right at his crotch where his half-erect penis was bulging inside his trunks. Then she looked him in the eye.
"Do you like working here?" she asked him.
"Yes, I do," Murad said.
"Do you have enough work to stay busy?" she asked him.
"Yes, I do," he said.
"Would you be interested in more tasks if I gave them to you?" she asked playfully. Murad wasn't sure where she was going with this questioning.
"What did you have in mind?" he asked her.
Meena just smiled and sat on the lounge chair.
"Well now, that depends," she said. She pulled her knees up close to her chest. The bathrobe came down to her mid-calf, covering most of her leg and the rest of her body. But as she sat there, she slowly let the robe creep up her legs, which she slowly started to spread apart. Murad couldn't help staring. But before Meena revealed anything, she stopped and stood up.
"I have a lot of lawn to care for," Meena said. "Do you know how to work a mower?"
Murad was caught off guard. He thought she was going in a completely different direction.
"Um, yeah I guess," he said. "I can cut grass."
"OK, well, if Nadir agrees I may boost your salary by 200Rupee a week if you can take
care of my lawn for me," she said.
"Yeah, sure, whatever you want," Murad replied. Meena lay back down on the lounge
chair in her robe and crossed her legs at her ankles.
"How's the pool cleaning coming?" she asked.
"Fine," Murad said. "But it sure is hot out. Could I bother you for a drink of water?"
"Sure," she said. "I'll go get it."
As she walked inside the house, Murad's head was swirling. He thought for sure she was going to seduce him right here by the pool, especially after her little show in the bathroom, but then she went the complete opposite direction with her question about cutting the grass.
Meena was inside the house for a few minutes when she called out to Murad.
"Murad? Could you come in here a second?"
Murad walked inside. Meena was standing in the kitchen.
"Yes?" he asked.
"I've got your water here, but I was wondering if you cared for something more than that? I can mix up any kind of drink you like," she said.
"Well, I don't normally like to drink on the job," Murad replied.
"Oh, really?" Meena said. "What else don't you like to do on the job?" As she said that she walked closer to him, letting the robe move freely from side to side, revealing more of her cleavage and thigh with each step.
"Well, to be honest," Murad said, "I don't like to be teased."
"Is that so?" Meena said, now standing just inches away from him. "And who, pray tell, do you think is teasing you?"
As she said that, Meena reached down and gently grabbed Murad's cock from outside his swimming trunks. It was already about half-erect, but the surprise grope from Meena caused it to grow almost immediately to its full langht.
"Well, I would say you were," Murad said, never breaking eye contact or acknowledging her hand on his cock.
"And why's that?" Meena asked in a little girl voice. 
"Did I do something to give you a false impression?" Her hand was on his cock the whole time.
"No," Murad said, deciding to play her game but up the ante. 
He put each of his hands on the edges of her robe just above her breasts. 
"You've been very forthright in what you expect from me."
As he said that, Murad opened the robe and pulled it down over her shoulders, revealing her naked chest and erect nipples. She was clearly excited. 
Meena didn't miss a step.
"Yes, I do have high expectations," she said. 
She began stroking his cock from outside his swimming trunks as they continued to talk. "If you want to continue working here, you have to keep the boss happy."
"And how can I do that?" Murad asked as he stared at her tits. God, he wanted her so bad right now.
"Well," she said. "You could start by taking off these trunks and showing me what you've got barely hidden in there."
She took her hand off his cock. She could see a small precum stain from the outside of his trunks.
"I'd be happy to do that," he said. "Once you take off your robe."
"You first," Meena said.
Murad took a step back and pulled out the strings of his bathing suit. 
They were tied into a knot. It took him a minute to untie the knot, but once he did he happily slid them off. His cock bounded out, finally free and unrestrained.
"That's nice," Meena said, unable to stop herself from paying him a compliment. She loved cock, especially young ones. She kept her end of the bargain as well, untying her robe, letting it fall to the ground.
"Have you ever been with a woman as old as me?" Meena asked him, still staring as his bulging dick.
"No, I haven't," Murad said. He wasn't lying.
"What do you think it would be like to fuck me?" she asked him.
"I'm not sure," Murad said. "I think it would be OK."
"Just OK?" Meena asked incredulously. "Young man, that is an insult."
"Well," Murad replied. 
"What do you want me to say? I have no idea what you're like in bed. Just like you have no idea what I am like."
"Oh, but I know your type," Meena said. 
"You're good looking, can always get the girls, and because of that you get lazy in bed. You forget how to please a woman."
Murad was offended.
"Is that so?" he said. "What makes you think I can't please a woman?"
Meena laughed.
"Because if you knew how, we wouldn't be having this conversation and you'd be doing it right now."
"Then let's do it," Murad said, approaching Meena.
"No," she said. "I don't think you're ready."
Murad looked at her, dumbfounded.
"What?"
"You're not ready," she said. "You may be ready sometime soon, or you may not. But I don't think you're ready to deal with me yet. But listen, I'm not a complete bitch or psycho, so don't worry. You won't leave here today unhappy."
With that she got down on her knees in front of Murad and before you could reply she grabbed his cock and thrust it into her mouth. She took his whole 6-inches in almost immediately, sucking him with a force he had never felt before.
"Oh God," he said. "God."
He couldn't control himself. He shot his wad, with great force, just 10 seconds after Meena had put his cock into her mouth. She was amazing at giving head.
She swallowed it all down and continued sucking him off until he was all done.
"There," she said. 
"I have given you what you wanted today. You came. Tonight, after you have gone, I will lay in my bed with my vibrator and think about your cock in my mouth while I masturbate. I will cum very hard and it will feel good. But the next time you come to clean the pool, it will be you who are making me cum, not my vibrator. Between now and then I want you to think about exactly how you're going to make that happen."
Before Murad could answer Meena got up off the floor, put on her robe and started walking back toward her bedroom.
"Now put on your trunks and go home.” ………….*

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An unannounced visit!


We had some relaxing days.
It was Friday afternoon and I was still working. I had to work a bit longer. It was about two o’clock and I knew Meena is at this time shopping or at home, she left the home at half past one as every Friday.
I was busy in my office with a patient as my mobile phone rang. I looked at the number it was Meena.
I took it and before let her to say something, I told her: “I call you in some minute darling.” And hang on.
In about fifteen minutes I had time to call her.
Her voice was a bit excited: ‘Nadir, can you come home? I mean now, Murad is here.’
What? Why? What does he want?”
'He says he cannot come on Sunday.'
'Okay, and when comes he instead of it?'
'In two weeks, can you please come home now?'
'What is the problem, baby. Tell him, that’s okay!'
'Nadir I think he wants more! He is here not just because of that!'
'Meena, my baby, be relaxed and control the situation! I can’t come now. I have much to do, perhaps in one hour, but sure not earlier!'
'Okay. I try, see you…'

I was after one and half hour at home.
She came out while I rode into the garage. 
As I got out of the car, she embraced me and kissed me on the lips and we stayed for some minutes in the garden while chugging.
Finally, I whispered: ‘Is somebody there?’
'No, Murad has left already.'
'Is everything okay with you?'
'Yes, he wanted me!'
'And? Was he successful?'
'No, of course not!'
'Okay, can we go in? I want you to tell me everything.'
'Yes, I am cooking for dinner.'

I let her finish her working in the kitchen and as we sat for dinner I asked her:“How long was he here?”
She thought one Moment and replied: ‘About half an hour.’
Then she told me about his short visit. Murad hoped to move and convince her to let him fuck her, but she resisted and promised him to let him in two weeks and emphasized that any way my presence is necessary if there is something going to happen. For me this was a too short narration for his over half an hour stay in our home. But I said nothing.
After dinner, I sat in the living room, to the TV. 
Meena was after some short minutes there and sat next to me. Some minutes went on in silence and I pretend to be busy to look at the news. She embraced me in an abrupt movement and kissed me.
Her hair was near to my face and I felt the dampness of them.
I murmured into her ear: ‘Did you shower?’
She replied quietly: ‘Yes. Shortly before you arrived.’
I was astonished and curious. There was some sure sexual action there, between them, otherwise this was no time for her to shower.
She interrupted my thought and murmured: “What should we do, darling?”
What do you mean Meena? In which relationship?”
Perhaps she heard my irritation from my voice, she parted from me and looked at my face: ”If he comes in two weeks, he expects me to…” And she paused…
To let him fuck you?”
Yes, you know this exactly.”
Ok. If you like, you can let him to do it!”
Meena was now the one who was surprised and perhaps a bit hurt.
How have I gotten to tell this? I asked myself this question at the moment as I saw her injured. It was obvious that is all grew into something that surprised both my wife and me at the same time!
She asked: “Are you serious?”
I replied to her, with a question: “What do you think?”
Nadir, I’ll do anything you want and you wish, but just promise me one thing.”
What is it?”
I was curious what is coming now. I turned to her, brushing the hair from her eyes.
Nadir...Those things we did, I mean I did and said with Murad…” Meena took my hand tight as she looked up at me.
And about...You know...... I mean, you know...”
“…Was just a game.” I said for her.
Yesss... Thanks...It feels weird to say that now. But...I didn't mean even what I said, not really. I behaved so, said and did those things just to get you excited. To see the look on your face.”
You mean this all what happened in last time was just for me? Just to excite me?” I asked provocatively.
No… No, not just for you, I do not mean that, but if you had said only one word, I stopped it. But for sure, as I repeated often, I am just a human being and a wife with normal feelings…”
And you are very sexy!”
Okay, if you think so… I am not having unusually strong sexual desires. I knew how it would affect you, and...my God...You should have seen yourself while he was having…
I mean I know you want me to feel good when all that was happening, and I did, but..It was mostly trying to excite you and spice it up for you…”
Meena, if it makes you feel better to explain this to me, then you can go on. But you don't need to. I understand. Okay? It's just our game…”
She leaned into me and hugged me tight; ‘It is so good to hear you accept it.
I knew you knew it already, but I like hearing it from your lips.’
She looked up at me with a hazy grin.
I kissed her lips and after I stopped, she continued: “One thing I wanted to say.”
Sure.” I said.
Well, if I could just make one demand in all this…”
No. No demands please tell me what you wish?”
She laughed again... Then paused, staring up at me: “Mm...my one demand would be that, when we do something, that something happening would be only the one time or place, and not an ongoing repeat with anyone. I am not saying I want to do it again or don't want to do it again you give the instructions but…”
My baby...I understand...just say it.”
She took a deep breath: “Okay? I don't want us to have something open with someone else. With anyone else. Okay? So for example, if Murad comes in two weeks and we are very close to him and we do things together. Well after that. It's over right? That was it. I don’t want him to come and have sex with me anytime he likes. Promise me Nadir…”
Okay, baby. That's exactly the way it is going to be. I feel the same way as you. I am going to make it as you wish… I know it is a fantasy game and if it is going to continue with somebody, that's not more our fantasy and our game.”
Really? You really feel that way?”
Yes, my baby.”
Ohhh! Thank you!”
She said, hugging me tight: “I am so glad we feel the same, Nadir!”
Meena moaned, squeezing me as tight as she could.
I pulled her tight against me.
She wrapped her arms around my neck, kissing my chest.
I love you so much.” She said.
I love you so much too Meena.”
She looked at my face and smiled.
It was good to speak with her about these subjects. It made me feel good. I tightened my arms around her.
I wanted to see my recordings from this afternoon later, for sure.
I was curious what has happened between Meena and her young lover, previously.
I was excited just thinking about it.
Finally, I took her face in my hands, kissed her cheeks and then her eyes and lips and looked in her eyes and said: ‘And one thing more…’
Yeah?’ She said waiting.
I want you not to wait always for me if there is another person and you want to be close to him, not because of me…”
I do it because I think you…”
As I said, don’t do it because of me. If you are in a mood to do something, just do it… You have not to wait for me to be there… I want you to behave naturally and as you will and you feel… I know you do many things just for me but it is more exciting for me if you behave naturally as you feel and as your body demands…”
Well, good. But of course I'd rather ask if it is okay with you... But as you wish…” She smiled up at me and puckered up for a kiss.
We hugged some more. I said: ‘I am glad we feel the way we do about things, baby. I mean it.’
Mmmm... Me too.”
She tightened her hold on my waist and pressed a kiss against my chest.
You know why?” I asked.
You tell me…”
Because there is just the two of us… All others, are only the players of our game and I want this to be so, for always…”
She hummed against my chest and let out a heavy sigh. Then she looked up at me with quivering lips and everything, her eyes were tearful.
I smiled, bending down to kiss her forehead. Then we kissed long and hard. When we parted lips, she was still staring up at me, beaming.
After about fifteen minutes she stood up and said she is tired and it is time to go to bed.
I pat her bottom and said I am going to work a little in my study and I meet her later or perhaps in the morning.

Meena left for upstairs and I went some minute later also to my room. I was really excited to look the recordings of today afternoon. Actually I didn’t know if there was some real sex action between them, but however, this was a real turn on for me after a long time to look at my recorded files.
At first it seemed nothing special is going to happen.
Meena was a bit nervous as she opened the door and came out of the house and saw him. Murad came to her and took her in his arms and kissed her lightly on her cheeks. Then asked if I am at home. Meena responded not yet but I’ll come soon.
Then while extending her arm and gesturing him into house, she asked him if anything is okay? He responded that he can’t visit us next Sunday but in two weeks and he was in the neighborhood and preferred to come personally and inform us.
Meena led Murad into living room. He was holding her hand and she let him do so.
Before they sat he stood next to couch and looked with a large, handsome smile at her face. Meena was in tight blue jeans and as often a light colored blouse which was loose down. He could imagine for sure her beautiful breasts under it. Her cleavage was clearly to see. Murad had his gaze linger on her tits. He took her right hand and rubbed it to his cheeks and then lips and kissed it.
I thought it was true that he didn't have to care this time about me to surprise them. But what was my Meena thinking and feeling at this moment? This went on for some moments. Still he was kissing her hand, and she was watching him. Then I saw she got close and kissed his lips slightly, and murmured something.
I couldn’t hear that one.
Murad sat down and pulled her to himself. Meena got at the last moment to sit next to him and not on his thighs!
I felt I am going to have a hard on already. Why did I always find these moments so arousing? I didn’t know. I had as always no answer.
Finally, Meena spoke: “I have to call Nadir, do you like a glass of juice?”
Murad let her hand go and responded: “Yes, please.”
Meena went in the kitchen and this was the Moment as she called me.
As she went back, Murad stood up and took his Glass of her hand and put it on the table then came closer and began to caress her hair and said softly: “Can I stay some minutes longer?”
Meena looked at him, smiled and said: “For sure, sit down please.”
And she sat down also.
As I was looking at this scene, I thought he was well mannered, polite, hardworking and honest like every good lad should be. He knew she likes him. And perhaps since her serious talk about herself and me and her love for me, he hated me!
There she was, my Meena and this very young fellow who loved her. Murad proceeded to engage her in that awkward small talk the kind of slightly awkward talk where neither person knew what the next minute would bring. Sometime he was looking direct in her eyes and sometime his knee contacted obviously her thighs.
I was sure that Meena realized his intention all the time, but did nothing to stop him.
He kept chatting away with her for a few minutes until he abruptly fixed his posture and took my beautiful wife in his arms and tried to kiss her lips.
Meena stopped him but just after some moments.
Meanwhile he kissed her lips passionately until Meenna tenderly pushed him away: “Murad, you know my husband is not at home and I don’t think…”
Murad looked at her face and said: “I don’t want to push you Meena but I'm crazy about you, let me just…”
Meena went on: “...But I promise you, I loved it last time with you, you felt it and next time when you come, he is here and I promise you, you can have me as you like, but now I can’t…”
Murad was apparently disappointed but he said only: “Okay, if you promise me, you know I have to have you…”
The next ten minutes was just some chatting about Garden and he said that after his next time visit and work, the Garden needs not more to be cared about up to next spring.
***
After he left Meena came back in the living room, she took his empty glass and went in the kitchen. Then she went out and to upstairs. I thought she is going into the bathroom to shower. I was excited from their short kissing play and I had a slight erection.
I thought I am going to look at her sexy body while showering. But in two minutes after her arrival in the bedroom, she was completely undressed and I was rewarded with the sight of her lithe beauty, standing before the bedroom mirror.
Meena began to examine her firm breasts in the mirror. From this view point of the camera, I could see her front part in the mirror and her backside directly looked at my camera. She waved a hand in front of her face and stared at her softly up thrust breasts in the mirror, cupping one and lifting it, then letting it drop free quivering sensually before becoming still. I moaned with a slightly open mouth, she watched in the mirror as she put both hands on her nipples and pinched. Her eyes were half-closed; a look of indulgent lewdness came over her face as she dug her nails into her tender, pink, pale flesh. Her nipples swelled from the pressure applied to them.
She was in an ecstasy world. I was sure that Murad’s visit was the cause of the situation and this hot and high sexual lust in her body. I knew that my wife fantasizes like many other women to be fucked by a much younger lover. Although few will admit it, every woman is secretly excited by the idea.
I could only confirm this about my lovely wife since our last games with Murad.
Meena closed her eyes and I felt that she shuddered.
She straightened up, and still watching herself in the mirror, leaned in until her nipples pressed against the cool glass of the mirror. Her breath was coming rapidly, leaving a little spot fogged on the mirror.
With the flat of her hands, she felt her rib cage, let her hands wander down over her tautly flat stomach. Her hands were in her pubic area now, one palm cupped her prominent mound and an outstretched finger barely touched the clitoris, the little pink bud that was glistering with her excitement and reacting each time her finger rubbed over it. I was very hard now and had difficulty to restrain myself from taking my erection out and in hand and just stroked it over my trousers. But at the next moment my rod was out of his prison.
Meena stopped touching herself, then she went to the other side of the bedroom, grabbed a stool which stood there, took it over to the mirror and stood in front of it again, and put a foot up on the stool. With her knee bent, she exposed her glistening pussy to my eyes. I sucked in my breath as she slowly and lewdly spread her swollen and damp pussy lips to the mirror and to my hidden camera.
I thought to myself how deeply I wish her to go on. Without volition, her fingers began working at the sensitive bud, which was sending spasms of lewd pleasure rippling through her body.
Meena’s eyes were almost closed as she watched herself in the mirror. She crouched a little and slowly pushed her middle finger into her wetly clasping cunt.
I thought to myself she is now feeling the slipperiness and the hotness of her pussy which milking her own finger.
She began pushing and pulling in and out, her ripe hips slowly and rhythmically beginning to pump in time to her strokes. Meena watched herself in the mirror, seemingly fascinated with the lewdness of her pumping motion.
I was totally sunk in my watching and dreaming welt.
She was sure also dreaming. She was dreaming of Murad, for sure, and imagining her finger as his fuck pole. Yet, he was there ten minutes before and was so eager and willing to fuck her hot cunt! And her fidelity and abandonment to my love, prevented her from devotion her hot, sexy flesh to this young lad, who her body and soul demanded and desired after him and his cock.
I felt myself hot and feverish from the wild feeling uprising in my own loins.
Her orgasm was building as she increased the tempo of her fingering, pulling it out to the tip of it, then plunging the wetly glistening finger back in again up to the palm.
Her hips were pumping easily, with a lewd fucking motion that I had never noticed in her body before. I was watching her movements as I saw she increased the pace of her
finger fucking into her own hot and excited cunt.
She crouched a little and spread her legs even more. Her free hand was cupping her breast and squeezing the nipple and pinching it tight and thus building up a more intensive and harder explosion in her sexy body. It was obviously she was about to cum. Her nakedly voluptuous body was tense now and her shapely breasts were jiggling as she worked her finger in and out faster and faster.
Suddenly, I saw something completely new in her sexual behavior: It looked as if she needed even more. Her free hand left her breasts and flew down, her fingers clamped to her buttock while her nails savagely clawing at one cheek of her ass as she leaned forward and reached for her backdoor. She jumped when her outstretched fingers touched it, her finger pressed against the opening of her Anus. A long and coarse moan came out from her throat as she watched herself in the mirror.
I saw her back arch, and knew a wave of electricity was running through her body.
I saw her pelvis convulse against the mirror; saw her legs shake as she sank to her knees on the floor, panting.
The whites of her eyes reflected back at me in the mirror as she orgasmed and I could hear her words: “Yes… Yes, fuck me, fuck me deep…”
I had no alternative. I pistoled my erection up and down hurrying me along to my own orgasm. I came, spewing my load into my palm while watching her jiggling and quivering tits as she continued with fingering her cunt and clawing her asscheeks.
After one minute she stood up and disappeared slowly into the bathroom. I turned the screen off and stood up.
I got into the bedroom. Meena was sleeping peaceful and deep. I went into the bathroom and washed. Then returned to the bedroom and laid down.
I had a new bad feeling. I had the feeling, I am restricting her bodily and sexual needs.
I wanted her to feel free and to do what her body wishes, let her to behave as my beloved wife who behaves naturally but remain mine, loves me and do things just for me, for always and ever… Now she was behaving just so… But there were her body needs, like this afternoon.
She was excited to be next to Murad, this young and attractive man, who wanted to have her and her body demanded to let him to do so, but my presence in her life and her love for me, prevented her… I was sure now, she was, is and will be mine for always, I had to let her “body” to behave free and naturally…
This was perhaps the only way to completely satisfy her more and gain more of her love. 
Perhaps was this a way to satisfy me more too….

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The Promised Day


Damn, I love Spring and the summer! And now it is going to change… It is going to be colder and colder, but before that, I was waiting for an exciting adventure between my wife and Murad, our young Gardner…
***
These were my thoughts in the last days just before the promised day arrives.
In the last days of these two weeks, I was again alternating between despair and excitement. Even after experiencing our last adventures, my mind was very busy and my body in a permanent voltage! And as the days passed this tension became more and more obvious.
But up until Saturday at eight o’clock, I observed no signs of nervousness by Meena.
She was calm and relaxed as always and she made no mention of any special kind about our planned weekend and we had no chatting about the day of Murad’s visit.
I, anyway was mentally prepared for a memorable day, hopefully very passionate one.
Friday evening while dinner, she was silent, and as I mentioned about Murad’s visit.
She smiled, looked in my eyes and responded: ‘Yes, did you think I have forgotten?’
I laughed and said: ‘For sure not! Such a thing is not to forget.’
I hope you have not forgotten your promise too!”
What a promise?”
She became serious: ‘This will be our last meeting with him.’
Yes, I know I have promised and it remains. But I have a request.”
She looked questioning at my face and waited.
I want you to behave free. If he tries and you want to let him or at least you are displeased, then do it. Do not wait for me. Tomorrow you will be free. I don’t want to feel guilty…”
Meena laughed loud: ‘You're kidding!’
No, certainly not!”
My poor darling, what are you trying to tell me? I love you and this is not just because of you, but there is something in me which prevents to have sex with some other man when you are not there. I feel me cheap, l feel me unfaithful and disloyal... I feel I am cheating on you…”
But with Mansour you had never this feeling!”
Why do you try to hurt my feelings Nadir? We had discussed this so often…”
Excuse me, I do not try to hurt you intentionally. But I feel this does not fit.”
Why don’t you just say; ‘I want you to behave like a whore for Murad, to be his slut…’ this is what you like me to do Nadir, or not…?”
I didn’t respond to her Question and stood up to go in the living room. She was a little bit irritated and I didn’t want to intensify this.
In the bedroom, just before to sleep, I kissed her and said: ‘Excuse me, I didn’t want to hurt your feelings. Be yourself and do just what you like to do…’
She looked in my eyes and kissed me softly on my lips and said: ‘No., I’ll do what you like me to do…’
On Saturday after waking up, she was obviouly more bright and cheerful in the morning., normally Meena is not a morning person.
As she came downstairs to make breakfast, I was sitting in the living room after getting the fresh bread from the Bakery.
Before that Meena was upstairs in the bathroom. This took longer than usual and I knew she was preparing herself for the date.
As she appeared in the living-room, I looked at her face and said provocatively: ‘Are you ready?’
She laughed and answered: ‘If you are, then I am ready too, but first I like to have my breakfast…’
Yes, we have time, your date is not yet there…”
Oh, you meant Murad, I thought you were speaking about me and you…” She giggled.
Don’t mess around. You will know what I am talking about.” I said, and continued, “hopefully you didn’t forget what I said about to feel yourself free and to do what you like, or let him do what he likes if you want to. Just don’t consider where I am and what I do or think…”
Yes, my lord, and I promise you are going to watch another Meena today…” And giggled further.
I looked at her as she worked in the kitchen, singing along with the music from the radio and I thought to myself, Meena is in a very flirty mood today.
She wore a sexy outfit. Just a light summer dress which revealed her beautiful breast and her well-formed legs up to her knees. Even with some fantasy you could see the curvature of her sexy buttocks under the dress. She was just gorgeous, admirable woman…

***

Just shortly after our Breakfast Murad was there.
As the doorbell rang, Meena looked at me. I shrugged my shoulders.
She got up and opened the door, then she hurried out.
I heard her and his voice clearer as they were close to the house.
Yes, Nadir is at home.”
As they entered into the living room, I walked toward Murad with an outstretched hand: ‘Welcome Murad. Come on in and have a seat.’
His handshake was firm and strong. I thought such a grown young man that was our Gardner and meanwhile the Lover of my wife, is definitely not a junior-higher anymore, as I thought some weeks ago.
He turned and walked over to the living room couch and took a seat while Meena walked towards the kitchen.
How is your study and how are your family?” I asked.
Everything okay. I have already got a temporary job in a private company.”
Really? Wow, this is interesting.”
At this moment Meena came out from the kitchen with a glass of Lemonade for him. Then looked at me and sat down.
I was thinking as if our last sex adventure has been just a dream! Now we all behaved so if three weeks ago, there was nothing special between us.
Murad was a little bit nervous.
He drank his Lemonade in a gulp and stood up: ‘I think it is better for me to begin my work.’
Okay. We are leaving for shopping, or should I go alone?”
I prefer to stay home, if you don’t mind.”
Meena answered me while following Murad with her eyes as he went out: ‘I prefer to be alone with my Gardner…’
She continued while smiling and looking meaningfully in my eyes and added softly: “I feel Murad is in need of some encouragement and this will be difficult for me in your presence, even if we had a very open and wild adventures some weeks ago…”
Then she came to me and kissed me passionately on my Lips.
Meena’s behavior was certainly completely different from other such occasions. She felt herself really free as I watched her.
Murad was also a bit surprised at first as he sat there. He looked often at me to study my reactions. I reacted normal, but all the time there was a chill in my soul that just wouldn’t go away.
I left for upstairs, controlled if the recording cameras are on then I went back and kissed Meena and got out. As I was driving out I saw in my back mirror Meena is coming out of the building and Murad, who was in the Guest changing house came out too. He had his work clothing on.
As I rode to Market, I thought again about our last adventurous time.
In the last days I had the feeling that Meena lacked a sense of sexual adventure and her somewhat shy personality has made talking frankly about sex difficult for us.
I have always enjoyed seeing her in a sexually aroused condition, and she has always expressed this. Sometimes, though, I wish she were a little less shy and less considerate about me but a little wilder. And now, previously in the last minutes, I had the feeling, that this is the Meena I wished her to be...

After one hour as I came back, first there was nothing to observe in the garden.
I parked the car and went in. I heard Meena from the kitchen.
Are you back, darling?”
Yes, where is Murad?”
He is in the Garden, still working.”
I was a little disappointed. I took my purchases to the kitchen. She smiled at my face and continued her work.
What happened..?”
Nothing special. First, he has to work. He is payed to work as Gardner and not as my lover!” Meena answered and then giggled: ‘But the ice is broken…’
Oh, really? Okay. If you don’t need me, I go upstairs and come back in half an hour.”
It is okay. I have to cook. We eat about twelve. He’ll be for sure then very hungry…”
I let the recordings run, as soon as I was in my study: When my car was leaving Murad looked in my direction as soon as I was out of sight, he approached to Meena, who was standing near the door of the main Building. 
Then he stood shortly in front of her…
Meena smiled and told him softly: “Hey my friend!”
Murad said nothing, but took first her hand and then her shoulder and pulled her to him and pressed her against his chest and then tried to kiss her. She accepted his lips and they kissed.
I could see that his hands gentling her, smoothing her back, her hips, sides, his thumbs just nudging the side of her breasts.
Meena reached up and wrapped her arms about his neck. He moved his hand downward and put them on her firm rounded cheeks and pulled her to him. I thought to myself that my wife for sure felt at this moment his need for her prodding against her tummy.
Then one of his hands cupped her breast and she let it explore the outside of her, tingling at his touch and then he was pushing the material higher, revealing her firm uplifted breasts with her nipples straining to reach him. There was a searing flash between her legs as he rubbed his thumb over her and his other hand lifted the hem of her dress. She tried to pull his hand away as he let it slide up her thigh, over her silken inner skin, but he took both of her hands and held them high above her head, gripped tightly in one of his.
Don’t move, just stand like this…!” Murad whispered.
I had an enormous erection and I was sweating a little bit, as I watched their game.
No, no Murad, please don’t, not here, Nadir might come…” She said urgently.
Meena I am on fire. Don’t you feel me? Will you just do as I tell you. Now stand still and don’t take your arms down. I’m going to let go of your wrists, but please don’t take your arms down. Please?“
Please don’t, not here. Please Murad, we have time. I promise you, after lunch, I come to you in the guest house… Not now. Please.”
Murad stayed still for a short while, then turned around and went into the garden.
After lunch, I’ll be yours…”
Murad just nodded and said: ‘Okay. I ‘ll waits.’
I was astonished.
What is going on in her mind?
It was strange. They had time and she stopped him.
The only possible explanation for her behavior came at this moment in my mind: She wants me to be there. At least to be near to her and to happenings.
She cannot overcome this need. Just thinking that I am not there stops her to go on and let it happen.
I was satisfied with this statement. Then I stood up and went downstairs.
Not only the poor Murad had to wait!

But not too long, soon it was the lunch time!
While Lunch we chatted about everything but just not about something that for sure, everyone was busy with it in his mind!
There was a latent nervousness obvious in the dining-room.
Afterwards Murad left to finish his work in the Garden.
Meena was busy in the kitchen and I sat in the living room to enjoy my Coffee.
After some minutes Meena came out and sat down to me.
Then leaned forward, kissed my lips lightly and whispered in my ear: ‘I promised him to visit him in the guest house. Do you go with?’
But I didn’t promise him!”
You are so bad. That means you let me go to him?”
Yes, sure. But only if you like.”
I see.”
Anyway, in the meantime, I am going to watch TV.”
Meena went upstairs and as she came down, she hasn’t changed, but she had e fresh makeup.
She said nothing, but got out immediately.
I hurried upstairs to my study and turned the screen on.
I saw Murad sits in the living room of the guest house.
He was waiting as Meena arrived. He looked at her who shot the door and stood there, leaning with back to the door, in some feet distance to him. Murad stood up and approached her.
Today he had an unbelievable self-confidence.
Yes, my dear Meena, where did we stop? Oh, yes, please…”
Then he took again as before her hands and took them high above her head, gripping tightly in one hand of his: “Stand quite still with your arms up, baby…”
Meena closed her eyes in silent submission.
The grip on her wrists relaxed and he cautiously released her. She stood as he had demanded, her back to the door.
Murad began to lift the hem of her dress, his fingers drifting higher and obviously his fingers were touching the gap between her legs.
I watched as he slipped his finger under the edge of her panties. He grabbed the gusset of her panties and pulled down to give himself more room to feel my wife’s hidden womanhood. His hand was inside her panties, I could imagine he is feeling her cunt, and the wetness running from her. I could focus and enlarge now the picture from the camera. 
His middle finger discovered her hole and pushed for entrance. She whimpered as her tight muscle tried to deny him, but his finger probed and circled and finally pushed again, her body yielded and she felt the tip of him inside her.
Murad please don’t, please stop, it's hurting me. Please be tender.” She whimpered.
Open wider my dear. Spread for me. Do it, please…” Murad commanded.
I watched as her feet move apart, opening for him as he had demanded. Murad’s hands moved to the waistband and she felt him tugging, felt her white panties begin to slip down and over her hips. Her tiny protection was slipping down her legs, leaving her helplessly exposed to him.
He pulled them down to her knees and said: ‘Now take them off, please…’
Meena stepped out of her Sandals and obediently reached down and slid them over her feet. His fingers had fumbled with the catch at the top of her dress. She felt it loosen and moved above her shoulders and as he released it from her arms, it tumbled down her legs to lie puddled at her feet. His hands grabbed the straps of the white silk bra, released them from her shoulders, opened the front clips of the bra and let it free to fall down on the floor.
My beautiful wife was now totally naked in front of this young lad. She stood before him, one hand covering her pubic hair and the other arm across her nipples shielding the nakedness of her heaving breasts.
Murad laughed: ‘Why do you hide them from me? I know your body baby, have you forgotten?’
No, I know, but…”
He interrupted her: ‘Put your arms over your head and open your legs…’
Murad ordered her.
Meena delayed shortly and looked at the window.
I thought, she wants to know if I am near.
No Murad, please, please, no, if he comes…” She whispered: “I don’t want him to see me like this…”
He repeated calmly and dominant: ‘Meena, I said arms over your head and legs spread wide for me. You didn’t forget your Promise, did you? You told me, today you’ll be mine and you’ll do what I will. Do you remember?’
Meena looked at his face and mutely raised her arms and spread her legs.
He was fumbling at the front of his trousers and she heard the sound of his zipper.
She couldn’t help looking down as he opened himself, reached inside and pulled out his beautiful big cock.
He held it in his hand, massaging its length, preparing it for her.

At this moment I palpated my cock and thought to myself my erection is in the same stage as Murad!
All the last minutes, his boldness astonished me. To be quite honest, I was very amazed over his changed Behavior.
He was now a dominant and decisive character. How could it be in a such short time?
I thought. Perhaps he was just acting so because he had the feeling that he needs to play the game so, otherwise she let him don't get what he wants…
Murad looked at her breasts, which proudly lifting as she nervously panted.
Her nipples were hard and pointing. He stepped closer.
I could see and for sure she felt it, the roughness of his cotton shirt pressing against the soft skin of her naked breasts.
His hand cupped a breast, the other holding his cock and nudging the end of it between her open thighs. He bent his knees slightly and rubbed the purple headend of his cock on her clit and she jerked and whimpered at the erotic touch.
I was sure that his cock is now coated with her juices, which was flowing from her slit.
Good, it is very good…” Murad grunted and continued, ‘now open your cunt with your fingers. I’m going to fuck you Meena. I know you are dying for it.’

My beautiful wife, Meena, was now totally and submissively under his control. This was a Dominance and Submission game, which Murad was playing and he was successful at it. How did he know about her such an Inclination? Did he discover the last time? Was this just an accident? Meena was now willingly playing with.
Murad said: ‘Open wider, Meena. Open for me. I must see it as well as feel it. I must see the treasure…’
She reached down and slipped her hand between her legs. Her finger found her hole and slipped inside. She stretched herself and inserted a second.
That’s it, baby. That’s a how I like. Are you ready for me now Meena? Do you want my cock in you? Do you want me to fuck you…?”
She moaned.
Meena you must answer me are you ready for me? Do you want my cock to fuck you?”
Meena’s reply was a moan and closed her eyes: ‘Yes….’
Murad looked at her face and groaned: ‘Keep looking at me all the time. Do not look away and do not close your eyes. Look at me all the time and let your arms rest by your side. Do you understand Meena?’
She nodded.
Tell me you understand. Tell me what you must do…”
Meena repeated his instructions.
Good girl. You are doing very well… Now hold my cock with your hand….”
Then he lifted her, to put it against her hole.
As he lowered her gently I saw that his cock penetrates her, possess her and as he began to pump inside she responded and began to grind her clit against his pubic bone.
Is this good, Meena? Do you like it..?”
Oh god, oh god yess.. do it to me give it to me.. don’t talk just do me.” Meena begged.
Did I hear you say you want to be fucked..?”
Murad teased: “Are you ready Meena, are ready to be fucked?”
Yes, yes… do it, please…”
Meena begged again and by instinct, her hands grabbed his upper arms while she lifted her right leg and her calve came to rest on his hips.
I looked at his manly body and muscles as he stood like a Statue planted on the floor.
I saw Meena quivered as she anxiously awaited what would follow.
His arms flexed as he held her there.
She was motionless as if mesmerized by the brutal strength that he exerted over her at this moment and it enflamed her lust even more.
Slowly, he began to move himself forward in her body.
I could imagine now that his cockhead radiating heat from its tip through her opening and spreading up the walls of her pussy and through her abdomen.
Meena embraced him and allowed herself to melt onto him as he began to push his dick more into her waiting cunt.
Then I watched her as she dropped her eyes for a moment to watch as it forced her tender pussy lips to stretch.
I could hear her breath which came in short gasps as Murad’s hardness began to fill her.
She whimpered as he pulled her more and more to his manhood and as inch by inch he forced the penetration they both so desired.
Again Murad flexed his arms, raising my sexy wife until just the tip of his dick touched and brushed her opening, then lowered her Purposeful.

Meena was at his mercy, I thought to myself as I watched them.
I felt I was going near to explode, but I tried to restrain myself and not to ejaculate before them.
With one final effort, Meena sank onto his prick until her sexy, soft buttocks came to rest on the top of his thighs. He held her there as within her soft, wet pussy accustomed itself to his invading cock.
I thought to myself, he tries to imitate some roughness, but he is ultimately a soft one who goes not too far to cause pain, not such a border crosser like Mansour.
Finally, Murad slid one hand over her buttocks until they rested entirely within the grip of his palm and fingers. His other hand slid up Meena’s back and pulled her to him until her beautiful bosom flattened against his and her head snuggled into the crook of his neck. At this moment Meena lifted her left leg and got it up to his back.
Both her legs locked behind him. The two of them were one as they prepared themselves for the ultimate union game ahead.
Murad’s hands began to move my wife’s body on his in a slow sway as his hips did the same motion.
Meena panted in pleasure, moaning in a submissive manner in his ear, as he takes up his way inside her cunt. Now her passion for his body was not stoppable.
He further pressed her soft mound onto his abdomen and his prick penetrate even deeper into her sensitive depths.
Then he increased the tempo of his movements, which caused her clit to rub against where the base of his manhood united with his lower belly.
I noticed how the pleasure washes over my wife and, as I watched, she joined him in the erotic dance they were playing.
I noticed clearly how Meena allowed him to manipulate her at his will and he brought her finally to the peak of an exploding orgasm which coursed through her body.
As I saw her head fell back, her eyes squeeze tight, she moaned loudly and she locked on to him with all the strength she could create.
At this moment, Murad’s fingers moved up her back, raising her head until his lips could find hers. His tongue slid into her mouth and moved along hers as her body convulsed against him.
As Meena began to come down from her upraise, he remained inside her, then as she was somewhat relaxed slowly he carried her toward the door of the bedroom.
I changed rapidly to a camera in the bedroom.

Still standing, he laid her on her back on the bed and raised her legs until they came to rest on his chest.
I could feel that Meena is still in the final moments of her orgasm. Nonetheless, her young lover spread her legs and began his final attack on her sensitive female organ.
His cock repeatedly moved in and out of her cunt as his hips set a rhythm of thrust and retreat.
Meena’s beautiful head turned from side to side, she was moaning all the time,
as he filled her womanhood. She raised her fingers to her breast, at this moment I could see that her nipples are swollen.
Meena squeezed and twisted them as tightly as she could. Now she opened her eyes and looked lustfully at his face.
This time his look was not one of romance as three weeks before, I could see, and she thought certainly the same. There was the obvious sign of wild passion. He had become a dominant creature whose only effort and target was, at this moment, to take her as forcefully as he could.
I heard her one time more screaming: ‘Fuck me Murad, fuck me harder, please…’
Meena was begging him to give her his cock harder and faster.
His hips worked as if there is a machine in them, his cock plunging in and out of her like a piston, with endless energy and at full speed.
She was now active and threw her hips at him.
The slapping sound of their skin, filled the room.
Murad’s breathing came heavy and hard, it was obvious that he is close to his release, as his cock journeyed roughly toward her body.
At last it was easy for me to see the exact moment as the first discharge of his cum shot forcefully into the depth of her pussy.
He kept his movement and I was sure that the first load was soon replaced by
a next even more potent one. He thrust into her one last time, his cock at the entrance to her womanhood, and her cunt lips tried to milk the last dregs of sperm from him.
His hands clenched her upper arms tightly as his cock began to shrink.
The only sound that remained was their breathing as it began to slow down
and recover from the wild and glowing lovemaking they had just gone through.
Meena closed her eyes...

I thought to myself, she is thinking what should she tell me about the last half an hour.
I had already begun to allow myself to consider the possibilities of what lay ahead for us. And, with a sigh, I was satisfied that my goal had been met, so far.
I had the feeling that finally, my beautiful wife was freed from her mental prison.
She was mine and no one could occupy her heart and no one could rob her love. Other men were just actors and they were playing our game.
Ultimately, I was the person who could decide what happens….

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Meena wishes all her fans a Happy Diwali and hopes they all have a wonderful time


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Missing old days


The weeks were passing and because of our very busy time, our days seemed very short.
It was about three weeks after the visit of Murad as one day Meena, while riding home, told me: “I suppose tonight Murad is going to call me.”
She was relaxed and looking ahead at the street.
What? Really? I thought we settled it, did you change your opinion?” I was a little bit too harsh in my voice, I felt later.
I had a serious agreement with him and he accepted it.”
Please, darling. Now don’t make a trouble… He phoned today afternoon and I told him I have no time and he can call me at home.” She tried to calm down.
And what did he want?”
I don’t know… I didn’t let him talk on.”
Why? You could ask him…”
Nadir, I don’t want to have contact with him, even not to speak with him, when you are not informed… I told him to call me at home because you are not at home.”
Oh…”
Yes, sure, otherwise he does not call if he thinks you are there.”
Ok. But you could ask what he wants.”
I’ll ask him, but I know what he wants!”
We‘ll see.”
Indeed, Murad called after the meal, as we were watching a movie on the TV.
I was waiting impatiently.
Meena answered it: “No, Murad I don‘t like to do something secret from my husband.”
She looked at me and nodded, as if she was right as she said she knew what he wants.
... Yes, but last time he was there and he knew about it.”
... Sure, I like you too, but as I said recently he is the only man who I love.”
And after a short break: “Thank you for your understanding. I hope you also a good time. Bye.”
Then she sat to me and looked straight at the TV.
I hate such situations. This is what I feared…”
But you managed it expertly.” Now, I was trying to calm her down.
Yes, but it is not pleasant for me, to talk so… I hate to talk so…” Meena was obviously upset, perhaps annoyed at herself and how she responded to his call and to his clear invitation and desire.
Yes, but the people are different, some think they can get what they want if they insist…”
You are right. You know, I thought this about Mansi, but he speaks and behaves completely normal, as if there was nothing between us…” She explained.
I was astonished for a moment. "He speaks“.. "he behaves”? What does this mean?
Did you hear from him?”
Yes, sure. The last time was the day before yesterday, I think.”
Okay. With him have you no problem to talk without me being present or informed?”
I was shocked a little.
No, as long as he behaves and have no special requests…” Meena continued to talk.
I interrupted her: “You mean as long as he didn’t suggest or tries to go to bed with you and you have not a real sex, you are not going to inform me about your conversation or meetings or everything else…”
Meena sensed only now the bitterness in my provocative manner to speak. 
She looked at my face and said: “No. As long as he is well behaved and does not want something unusual, I have no problem if he calls. I thought you knew about it…”
I do not control you, my baby. And besides, I think he had never thought that he expects ‘something uncommon’, not even then...”
Now, don’t be so offended… He calls normally in the daytime as I am at work, and there are just questions about how I feel, how I am, I mean how we are…”
I turned to her and all of a sudden asked: “Do you miss him? You know what I mean!”
Meena was surprised: “N… No, why do you ask? I admit that it makes me happy if he calls, but this is just…”
I could see that she is somehow flushed in her face.
Just because he is…” She stated.
Your beloved uncle…” I added to.
Nadir, you are so bad. You are jealous, but you have not to be… You know it better. Please stop this discussion, this is crazy.”
I hugged her and kissed her lips softly and said: “Yes, I know, excuse me darling.” And I leaned back again. I had a small erection and didn't want her to notice this!
The thing that we have done the last weeks, even with Murad, were although were exciting for me, but there was no such a peak as like as with Mansour…

I didn’t know why… He was disgusting for me at that time as this all began and those things between him and Meena happened. I hated him for his opinion of me and how he talks about me with her when I am not near. I hated him because he manifestly misused her trust and her fear and after all, because he threated her obviously for his selfish sexual purposes. These were all true, but there was something which made that time unbelievable exciting and sexually interesting for me…
Was that his physical abilities? Was that his genuine domination? Or his stamina? I was not sure what was the cause…
Now I was excited again…
I couldn’t hold back. So I tried one more time: “Just a small question…”
Meena looked in my direction and smiled: “What do you want to know my baby?”
Okay. Watch out, I ask this and mean it only hypothetical, If he tries to have one time more sex with you and I permit you, what would be your reaction? Think about your answer. Imagine for example that I give you my permission to spend a night with him, just you two…”
No… No… No… This will be my answer to him…”
And to me? What will be your answer to me should I ask it that you do that? Your response If I demand you to let your uncle fuck you?” I was very excited. Meena noticed this in my voice, then her gaze dropped to my trousers. I had a visible erection down there!
She leaned closer to me and while looking still down, put the palm of her hand on my erection and pressed it a little bit, then looked up into my eyes, kissed my lips lightly and whispered: “I think I am going to respond this upstairs…”
Then took my hand and stood up…
At this moment there came a call from my clinic.
An assistant wanted to report about a newly operated patient, who had complications.
I was requested to drive and check the situation.
Meanwhile Meena stood by me and waited, looking at me.
After I stopped the call, I pulled her to me kissed her and said: “That was my assistant.”
And you have to leave and look after… I see…”
When I came back in two hours, the house was fairly quiet. I knew she was sleeping…

* * *

As the Saturday came and I left for the bakery in the morning, I felt and saw that a cold day had attacked our city. 
We had even a heavy snow in our garden.
After breakfast before we left for the store, we were planning our shopping for the weekend.
When Meena came back from changing her clothes, I saw she was dressed in a black sweater, a tight pair of blue jean jeggings which were tucked into black leather boots. This made her shapely legs look even longer.
I looked at her as she went into the walk in closet again.
I was watching her legs from behind and at this moment there came a picture in my mind, a picture of her legs wrapped around the back of her uncle’s thighs.
We hadn't chatted about the theme after that night which the call from hospital
stopped us. I didn’t want to mention it later, because there was no opportunity and no right time for a new discussion about the subject.
She came out from the closet after a short time, she was wearing a black leather jacket which completed her sexy outfit.
Her deep brown hair flowed as she turned to me: “I thought meanwhile you move your car from the garage!” And smiled.
I am paralyzed!”
What do you mean?”
Your beauty paralyzes me, you know it for years…”
My wife couldn't help but smile further at my look of admiration, she received.
As I rode and all time while shopping I was busy with my thoughts.
Our conversation from two days before, and her sexy outfit today, were just triggers for my newly inflamed pervert sexual fire, to boot it we hadn't sex for about ten days.
My thoughts went round in circles.
Actually, I was not upset that Meena spoke to Murad, but I thought after all, she was who insisted to stop with that young fellow and as I heard she had spoken with him, I was a bit surprised but not jealous indeed.
With Mansour it was not the same. To be informed that Meena and her uncle had talked on the phone not only one time, but perhaps even regularly and I was not informed about it, was upsetting for me.
I was really surprised to hear about their contact.
I couldn't imagine up to that day, that they have talked. Even if I found it somehow strange not to have heard from him.
But now after hearing this, it was astonishing that he takes his limits.
This was not Mansour as I knew him. But I was sure that Meena tells the truth.
He wanted not to risk the last connection, but he was waiting for sure, this was my only acceptable thought.
He was waiting for a suitable time.
And I was nearly to the decision to give him the opportunity.
Yes, I was simply jealous again, but there was another feeling, a very stronger one in me, a strong perverted feeling.
I wanted them to fuck and I wanted to watch as they do it.
But at the same time I had the need to control the situation. No movement in their relationship should be hidden from me, there should be no secrets, and if something was going to happen, I had to be, who decided, what, how long and when, happens. Was that possible? Could I be sure and have complete trust to my beloved wife? How far, then he would go and especial she would permit him to go?

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