25-01-2019, 01:13 PM
Husband's Mistake Ch. 03
Once when we were lying in bed, relaxing after a great love making session in cottage, Adnan stunned me by saying that his boss wants to meet me.
"Why, why does he want to meet me"? I asked.
"I don't know, but he always talked about you and he wants to meet you," Adnan said nervously.
"What the hell are you saying? Why I would meet him"?
"You're a polite woman he has seen many times, I know how he has looked at you. I think that he's fantasized about you."
I said, "What does that mean? Does he know about our relationship?"
Adnan said, "I don't know. Maybe."
"But I don't want to meet him" I said to him.
"As you wish, I can't make you."
One day when I went to meet with Adnan in the cottage, while we were sitting in the lounge and taking tea, I heard the bell echo throughout the house.
"Who is it?" I nervously asked.
"I don't know, the watchman may have come as I am due to pay his salary," Adnan replied. He went to check the door.
A faint click filled the air and the door opened. I looked to the door and about died right there. His boss stood in front of us. I became more nervous than I had ever been until this point in time. His black eyes looked at me and I felt like a bug in a jar as his gaze moved over me. So many things were said in those few seconds, yet not a word was uttered.
He asked, "What's going on?"
I said, "What do you mean? We didn't do anything we are just talking."
"I know that you both have been talking for long time, but what would your husband say if he saw you now?" Mr. Shamss said.
"What have I done? I don't care if my husband sees me here"
"OK!" he said. He pulled out his cell phone and began to dial my husband's phone.
Meanwhile Adnan shouted and asked him, "Please don't call him".
"Why? She doesn't care"
"Please Mr. Shamss, let's talk about this, I hope we can find another way".
"OK! But in return she will sleep with me"
"No! I can't, this is blackmailing," I said.
"You can't say its blackmail."
MR. Shamss came over and sat down next to me again. I looked at him and asked, "What do you want from me?"
Shamss smiled and said, "I just want to make love to you."
I looked at him with tears streaming down my face and said, "I can't explain it. I don't know why I came here with Adnan."
"I know all about you and Adnan. I want what you are giving him," he said.
"I could never dream of doing such a thing," I protested.
"But you're already doing it with Adnan" Shamss said
"There is no other way?"
"Answer my question - yes or no." He sat just beside me. "If you wish this to be a secret, these are my terms. I want you, Please." he begged.
Then I felt Shamss's hand on my thigh right above my knee. Slowly he started running it up over the cloth; I gave a shudder, but didn't resist at all.
My thighs were still tightly shut, knees clasped together. Now that the shoe had dropped, so to speak, my mouth was dry.
I bit my lip, my hands clenched. "If I lay with you, you promise you'll keep your word?"
He nodded a serious look in his eyes.
"I always keep my word." And with that he cupped my breasts and began to squeeze them gently.
I looked at him, a little fuzzy headed now, and nodded in acceptance. He was a handsome man, but he was a few years older than I am. He was in his late 30's, his thick hair dappled with the first signs of gray. I thought he was a very handsome, mannered, attractive man.
His hands began to stroke my breasts from outside the dress, lightly rubbing against the fabric with the palm of his hand.
He reached up to remove my qameez as his hands began to glide up and down my spine. I stopped him, and he looked up at me.
I was almost in tears. "But, I have no other way," I said.
"It's OK, remember it's just for today."
"Never again." I said
"OK! As you wish."
He started once again with me, then I stopped him by saying, "Not here."
"OK! As you wish." Shamss stood up and held out his hand for me. I put my hand in his and he pulled me up to my feet.
"Let's go in the other room." I didn't say a word as he put his arm around my waist and we started walking to bedroom. My mind was running all over the place. Was I doing the right thing? Would I be able to hide this from my husband? Would he keep it our secret? One thing was for sure - I didn't have to enjoy this.
My eyes widened with shock, while I looked at Adnan in horror. He, normally so assertive, was just quiet.
In the bedroom we stood facing each other, looking into each other's eyes.
"What great beauty you have," Shamss hissed and slowly moved toward me. He took my face between his hands and kissed me deeply. Then he encircled my waist with his strong arms. We looked into each other's eyes and then were locked in a deep kiss. Our tongues rolled and explored each other. Like two lovebirds we stayed in this position for minutes. I felt as if my body was on fire.
We got up beside the bed; Shamss turned me towards him and took me in his arms. He started kissing me as his hands roamed over my butt and back. He kissed my ear and then moved down to my neck. His one hand moved around to the front of me and cupped my breast in his hand. His thumb was rolling my nipple around through my dress and bra. He tried to lift my qameez up over my head, but it got hung up around my waist. I assisted him in lifting it over my head. Then I felt him unhook my bra. Once it was unhooked he turned me back around facing him and he took it off me. I covered my breasts with my arm for a second, until he moved my arms down to my sides. Shamss then took one of my breasts in each hand. He bent over and kissed and sucked on each nipple, taking turns with one and then the other. That felt wonderful, but again I told myself, you can't enjoy this. I closed my eyes. I stood erect ready to offer myself to this man.
My Husband's Mistake Ch. 02
He took my hand and placed it on his cock, my fingers encircling it and feeling the enormous size. I took his cock gently into my hand and began to stroke it. It was bigger than my hubby and Adnan. I started pumping it and playing with his balls, while he was sucking my nipples.
Shamss then stopped sucking on my nipples and said, "You have a nice set of tits."
Shamss stood next to the bed and removed all his clothes as I helped him undress. I still had on my shilwar.
I closed my eyes in deep shame as tears rolled freely down my cheeks. I knew that I was about to become an adulteress, and there was nothing I could do about it. My nipples seemed to have a mind of their own. Don't ask me why, but they got very hard from Shamss's sucking mouth.
"Let's lay down okay?" Shamss said and I shook my head yes.
He carried me to the bed in this position. We fell on the bed. I lay there on the bed looking up into his eyes; Shamss got in bed next to me and started kissing my breasts and nipples again. He ran his hands along my stomach gently, his nails scratching me delicately, and I shivered at his touch.
He kneeled over me and I felt his tongue on my neck as I closed my eyes, my heart beating faster as his tongue left tremors of pleasure traveling up and down my body.
He held my shoulders firmly, nearly pulling me up to him, and as he worked the tissues at the base of my neck, I reached up to him, my hands holding his muscular arms as he leaned forward to kiss me, and my eyes fluttered. His mouth roamed up to my throat and mouth and he kissed me deeply upon my open lips. Our tongues met and playfully fought each other as my hands wandered to his buttocks and his to my breasts, caressing each other passionately.
"You are the sexiest woman I had ever been with." Shamss said.
He went now to my breasts once again and as he touched them, my eyes closed again, and I felt the warm wetness of his mouth upon my nipple. I drew in a quick breath and moaned as my head fell back and I took in the sensations of his kisses. I felt his outstretched middle finger moving downward between my legs. I squirmed and shivered with fear as I felt Shamss's finger slipping into the opening between my wet throbbing vaginal lips. A low groan escaped my lips as his finger went deeper and deeper inside my warm moistened pussy.
I pushed my butt down into the bed to escape the tantalizing finger, but Shamss continued his skillful manipulation of my clitoris until my hips began to grind upwards. Shamss then placed the purple head of his hard cock right at the wet opening of my vagina. I could feel the heat from his cock touching the mouth of my pussy. I lined the cock head up to my wet pussy lips.
He looked me right in the eyes and said, "You're my wife today", as he pushed his hard cock inside me. I jumped like a rabbit as he thumped his member against my pussy. Deeper and deeper he kept pushing it into me, until I had it all deep inside my hot pussy. Tears rolled down my cheeks, as it was really a shock for me. He started out with some real slow, deep pumps that were driving me crazy. He would pull it all the way out so it made a sucking sound as it popped out. Then ever so slowly sink it back inside me. I think his cock was not only bigger than both my husband's and Adnan's, he also knew how to use it.
Once when we were lying in bed, relaxing after a great love making session in cottage, Adnan stunned me by saying that his boss wants to meet me.
"Why, why does he want to meet me"? I asked.
"I don't know, but he always talked about you and he wants to meet you," Adnan said nervously.
"What the hell are you saying? Why I would meet him"?
"You're a polite woman he has seen many times, I know how he has looked at you. I think that he's fantasized about you."
I said, "What does that mean? Does he know about our relationship?"
Adnan said, "I don't know. Maybe."
"But I don't want to meet him" I said to him.
"As you wish, I can't make you."
One day when I went to meet with Adnan in the cottage, while we were sitting in the lounge and taking tea, I heard the bell echo throughout the house.
"Who is it?" I nervously asked.
"I don't know, the watchman may have come as I am due to pay his salary," Adnan replied. He went to check the door.
A faint click filled the air and the door opened. I looked to the door and about died right there. His boss stood in front of us. I became more nervous than I had ever been until this point in time. His black eyes looked at me and I felt like a bug in a jar as his gaze moved over me. So many things were said in those few seconds, yet not a word was uttered.
He asked, "What's going on?"
I said, "What do you mean? We didn't do anything we are just talking."
"I know that you both have been talking for long time, but what would your husband say if he saw you now?" Mr. Shamss said.
"What have I done? I don't care if my husband sees me here"
"OK!" he said. He pulled out his cell phone and began to dial my husband's phone.
Meanwhile Adnan shouted and asked him, "Please don't call him".
"Why? She doesn't care"
"Please Mr. Shamss, let's talk about this, I hope we can find another way".
"OK! But in return she will sleep with me"
"No! I can't, this is blackmailing," I said.
"You can't say its blackmail."
MR. Shamss came over and sat down next to me again. I looked at him and asked, "What do you want from me?"
Shamss smiled and said, "I just want to make love to you."
I looked at him with tears streaming down my face and said, "I can't explain it. I don't know why I came here with Adnan."
"I know all about you and Adnan. I want what you are giving him," he said.
"I could never dream of doing such a thing," I protested.
"But you're already doing it with Adnan" Shamss said
"There is no other way?"
"Answer my question - yes or no." He sat just beside me. "If you wish this to be a secret, these are my terms. I want you, Please." he begged.
Then I felt Shamss's hand on my thigh right above my knee. Slowly he started running it up over the cloth; I gave a shudder, but didn't resist at all.
My thighs were still tightly shut, knees clasped together. Now that the shoe had dropped, so to speak, my mouth was dry.
I bit my lip, my hands clenched. "If I lay with you, you promise you'll keep your word?"
He nodded a serious look in his eyes.
"I always keep my word." And with that he cupped my breasts and began to squeeze them gently.
I looked at him, a little fuzzy headed now, and nodded in acceptance. He was a handsome man, but he was a few years older than I am. He was in his late 30's, his thick hair dappled with the first signs of gray. I thought he was a very handsome, mannered, attractive man.
His hands began to stroke my breasts from outside the dress, lightly rubbing against the fabric with the palm of his hand.
He reached up to remove my qameez as his hands began to glide up and down my spine. I stopped him, and he looked up at me.
I was almost in tears. "But, I have no other way," I said.
"It's OK, remember it's just for today."
"Never again." I said
"OK! As you wish."
He started once again with me, then I stopped him by saying, "Not here."
"OK! As you wish." Shamss stood up and held out his hand for me. I put my hand in his and he pulled me up to my feet.
"Let's go in the other room." I didn't say a word as he put his arm around my waist and we started walking to bedroom. My mind was running all over the place. Was I doing the right thing? Would I be able to hide this from my husband? Would he keep it our secret? One thing was for sure - I didn't have to enjoy this.
My eyes widened with shock, while I looked at Adnan in horror. He, normally so assertive, was just quiet.
In the bedroom we stood facing each other, looking into each other's eyes.
"What great beauty you have," Shamss hissed and slowly moved toward me. He took my face between his hands and kissed me deeply. Then he encircled my waist with his strong arms. We looked into each other's eyes and then were locked in a deep kiss. Our tongues rolled and explored each other. Like two lovebirds we stayed in this position for minutes. I felt as if my body was on fire.
We got up beside the bed; Shamss turned me towards him and took me in his arms. He started kissing me as his hands roamed over my butt and back. He kissed my ear and then moved down to my neck. His one hand moved around to the front of me and cupped my breast in his hand. His thumb was rolling my nipple around through my dress and bra. He tried to lift my qameez up over my head, but it got hung up around my waist. I assisted him in lifting it over my head. Then I felt him unhook my bra. Once it was unhooked he turned me back around facing him and he took it off me. I covered my breasts with my arm for a second, until he moved my arms down to my sides. Shamss then took one of my breasts in each hand. He bent over and kissed and sucked on each nipple, taking turns with one and then the other. That felt wonderful, but again I told myself, you can't enjoy this. I closed my eyes. I stood erect ready to offer myself to this man.
My Husband's Mistake Ch. 02
He took my hand and placed it on his cock, my fingers encircling it and feeling the enormous size. I took his cock gently into my hand and began to stroke it. It was bigger than my hubby and Adnan. I started pumping it and playing with his balls, while he was sucking my nipples.
Shamss then stopped sucking on my nipples and said, "You have a nice set of tits."
Shamss stood next to the bed and removed all his clothes as I helped him undress. I still had on my shilwar.
I closed my eyes in deep shame as tears rolled freely down my cheeks. I knew that I was about to become an adulteress, and there was nothing I could do about it. My nipples seemed to have a mind of their own. Don't ask me why, but they got very hard from Shamss's sucking mouth.
"Let's lay down okay?" Shamss said and I shook my head yes.
He carried me to the bed in this position. We fell on the bed. I lay there on the bed looking up into his eyes; Shamss got in bed next to me and started kissing my breasts and nipples again. He ran his hands along my stomach gently, his nails scratching me delicately, and I shivered at his touch.
He kneeled over me and I felt his tongue on my neck as I closed my eyes, my heart beating faster as his tongue left tremors of pleasure traveling up and down my body.
He held my shoulders firmly, nearly pulling me up to him, and as he worked the tissues at the base of my neck, I reached up to him, my hands holding his muscular arms as he leaned forward to kiss me, and my eyes fluttered. His mouth roamed up to my throat and mouth and he kissed me deeply upon my open lips. Our tongues met and playfully fought each other as my hands wandered to his buttocks and his to my breasts, caressing each other passionately.
"You are the sexiest woman I had ever been with." Shamss said.
He went now to my breasts once again and as he touched them, my eyes closed again, and I felt the warm wetness of his mouth upon my nipple. I drew in a quick breath and moaned as my head fell back and I took in the sensations of his kisses. I felt his outstretched middle finger moving downward between my legs. I squirmed and shivered with fear as I felt Shamss's finger slipping into the opening between my wet throbbing vaginal lips. A low groan escaped my lips as his finger went deeper and deeper inside my warm moistened pussy.
I pushed my butt down into the bed to escape the tantalizing finger, but Shamss continued his skillful manipulation of my clitoris until my hips began to grind upwards. Shamss then placed the purple head of his hard cock right at the wet opening of my vagina. I could feel the heat from his cock touching the mouth of my pussy. I lined the cock head up to my wet pussy lips.
He looked me right in the eyes and said, "You're my wife today", as he pushed his hard cock inside me. I jumped like a rabbit as he thumped his member against my pussy. Deeper and deeper he kept pushing it into me, until I had it all deep inside my hot pussy. Tears rolled down my cheeks, as it was really a shock for me. He started out with some real slow, deep pumps that were driving me crazy. He would pull it all the way out so it made a sucking sound as it popped out. Then ever so slowly sink it back inside me. I think his cock was not only bigger than both my husband's and Adnan's, he also knew how to use it.
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