22-05-2020, 06:23 AM
Truly it looked fantastic, ’dude you should be proud of that ass on her, coming from me who knew Faria for so long, never knew she had this in her,’ I said, as it was the truth and I wanted him to be happy.
‘Oh yes, I was so proud of her, people were looking and I felt so proud to be married to her,’ he said.
‘You liked showing her off like that?’ Sahana asked suddenly, although she meant no challenge it came out in that way.
‘What is the harm? Men were envious that I was married to someone that looked like that,’ he replied.
I interjected, ‘that’s the same things I say.’
‘And if she likes to show off, then we both are happy, isn’t it? He asked
‘Of course, of course,‘ Sahana said, ‘it’s just that all of this is very new to me. So don’t take it the wrong way.’
‘Look, I’m not, I get it. Also, if now my wife looked like you, I would still show her off,’ he said, complimenting her as always. Sahana giggled, eating the complements up. He the pointing towards her, said, ‘and you don’t look like you are shy anymore, Ms. Hand-jobber,’ teasing her. Sahana’s face changed, she handed me her wine glass to put it on a table beside the sofa, and then she sort of leaped on him to her side and punched him in the guts. ‘Why are you being violent? Ali your wife is being violent,’ he complained. I was laughing at this banter.
‘When will you stop calling me that?’ She demanded.
‘Calling you what?’ he mocked.
‘A handjobber,’ she said, being forced to repeat.
‘Look as a married couple you guys already had sex, and sex is very common, so that does not count, that leaves with Hand-jobs being your experimenting experience,’ he said, in a very academic manner, ‘until you level up, this name sticks.’
‘She already leveled up, her mouth did at least,’ I joked, laughing.
Anis gasped, ‘Ms blow-jobber?’ he said finally, and Sahana caught the drift and turned, getting up over me and raining her punches on my arms and shoulder.
‘Why did you have to say it to him? No more privilege for you,’ she argued, in between her jabs on my arm. She was not hitting me with force, just lightly for now, ‘now he will call me that ‘name’.’
Anis got up from the sofa, a bowed down, ‘sorry my lady,’ he said in English, in a fake British accent or Received Pronunciation RP, ‘forgive me for my transgressions. It seemed that you have misjudged me. As I said, they were Terms of Endearment.‘ Sahana stopped hitting me and looked at him to see why he was talking funny. ‘Look, enough with the British accent, I was just teasing you, all for fun. The thing is I am proud of you that you have changed in such a short time. As I have said before, I would have never imagined you like, so bold and confident. So, I am not thinking any less of you with the knowledge that you give blowjobs to Ali….’
‘Fantastic blowjobs,’ I butted in to make a point, receiving a reflex punch in the gut from Sahana to shut me up.
‘….yes yes, so I now think you should be proud of that change and return the blowjob privileges to my friend or else he will hate me. Okay?’ he said, now sitting down on the sofa. It was really sweet of him. I was glad that Anis was helping me in transforming Sahana. Without him, this might have been practically impossible.
‘Okay,’ She replied, smiled at him and then at me and gave me a passionate kiss, ‘privileges returned,’ She declared. Then she got up from my lap, went and sat on his lap, and gave him a hug. The hug looked much more intimate then before. His left hand rested on her back and his right hand now grazed on her thighs. ‘Your bed is ready in the guest room, have a good night. See you in the morning. ’ Then she broke the hug, leaned back, still sat on his lap. Looked at him and asked ‘did I cause that?’ pointing at his crotch area. He looked shocked and embarrassed at the same time. It was obvious he had an erection.
He made a feeble attempt with his head down, said, ‘sorry. I didn’t know. Sor..’
‘You don’t have to say sorry,’ she cut him off, ‘it’s not your fault, I know your wife is in Australia and all. It was my fault as I dressed like this.’ I was watching this master teaser do her mastery.
‘No no. You don’t have any fault.’ He said.
‘You are so sweet,’ she said and then she gave him a hug. After that she got up, told us to wait, and went our bedroom and back with a bottle of baby oil in her hands. ‘if you need anything to take care of that, use this,‘ she said, pointing at his crotch and handing him a bottle of baby oil. She had a twisted smile on her face. She had turned the table and now it was Anis who was embarrassed. She waived bye bye at him, then she pulled me up and was taking me to the bedroom.
‘Ali, you must return her the favour for her blowjobs,’ Anis shouted. He didn’t need to remind me to eat pussy, I was never opposed to it. ‘And thank you for this baby oil, Ms Blow-jobber,’ Anis continued behind us, as we got to our door.
Sahana laughed, not being angry like the last few times when he teased her with names. ‘Happy to help,’ She replied in English, looking back.
‘I’ll think about you as a sign of gratitude,’ he yelled across the hall, holding the bottle of baby oil up.
‘You are more than welcome to,’ she replied back and then shut the door.
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‘Oh yes, I was so proud of her, people were looking and I felt so proud to be married to her,’ he said.
‘You liked showing her off like that?’ Sahana asked suddenly, although she meant no challenge it came out in that way.
‘What is the harm? Men were envious that I was married to someone that looked like that,’ he replied.
I interjected, ‘that’s the same things I say.’
‘And if she likes to show off, then we both are happy, isn’t it? He asked
‘Of course, of course,‘ Sahana said, ‘it’s just that all of this is very new to me. So don’t take it the wrong way.’
‘Look, I’m not, I get it. Also, if now my wife looked like you, I would still show her off,’ he said, complimenting her as always. Sahana giggled, eating the complements up. He the pointing towards her, said, ‘and you don’t look like you are shy anymore, Ms. Hand-jobber,’ teasing her. Sahana’s face changed, she handed me her wine glass to put it on a table beside the sofa, and then she sort of leaped on him to her side and punched him in the guts. ‘Why are you being violent? Ali your wife is being violent,’ he complained. I was laughing at this banter.
‘When will you stop calling me that?’ She demanded.
‘Calling you what?’ he mocked.
‘A handjobber,’ she said, being forced to repeat.
‘Look as a married couple you guys already had sex, and sex is very common, so that does not count, that leaves with Hand-jobs being your experimenting experience,’ he said, in a very academic manner, ‘until you level up, this name sticks.’
‘She already leveled up, her mouth did at least,’ I joked, laughing.
Anis gasped, ‘Ms blow-jobber?’ he said finally, and Sahana caught the drift and turned, getting up over me and raining her punches on my arms and shoulder.
‘Why did you have to say it to him? No more privilege for you,’ she argued, in between her jabs on my arm. She was not hitting me with force, just lightly for now, ‘now he will call me that ‘name’.’
Anis got up from the sofa, a bowed down, ‘sorry my lady,’ he said in English, in a fake British accent or Received Pronunciation RP, ‘forgive me for my transgressions. It seemed that you have misjudged me. As I said, they were Terms of Endearment.‘ Sahana stopped hitting me and looked at him to see why he was talking funny. ‘Look, enough with the British accent, I was just teasing you, all for fun. The thing is I am proud of you that you have changed in such a short time. As I have said before, I would have never imagined you like, so bold and confident. So, I am not thinking any less of you with the knowledge that you give blowjobs to Ali….’
‘Fantastic blowjobs,’ I butted in to make a point, receiving a reflex punch in the gut from Sahana to shut me up.
‘….yes yes, so I now think you should be proud of that change and return the blowjob privileges to my friend or else he will hate me. Okay?’ he said, now sitting down on the sofa. It was really sweet of him. I was glad that Anis was helping me in transforming Sahana. Without him, this might have been practically impossible.
‘Okay,’ She replied, smiled at him and then at me and gave me a passionate kiss, ‘privileges returned,’ She declared. Then she got up from my lap, went and sat on his lap, and gave him a hug. The hug looked much more intimate then before. His left hand rested on her back and his right hand now grazed on her thighs. ‘Your bed is ready in the guest room, have a good night. See you in the morning. ’ Then she broke the hug, leaned back, still sat on his lap. Looked at him and asked ‘did I cause that?’ pointing at his crotch area. He looked shocked and embarrassed at the same time. It was obvious he had an erection.
He made a feeble attempt with his head down, said, ‘sorry. I didn’t know. Sor..’
‘You don’t have to say sorry,’ she cut him off, ‘it’s not your fault, I know your wife is in Australia and all. It was my fault as I dressed like this.’ I was watching this master teaser do her mastery.
‘No no. You don’t have any fault.’ He said.
‘You are so sweet,’ she said and then she gave him a hug. After that she got up, told us to wait, and went our bedroom and back with a bottle of baby oil in her hands. ‘if you need anything to take care of that, use this,‘ she said, pointing at his crotch and handing him a bottle of baby oil. She had a twisted smile on her face. She had turned the table and now it was Anis who was embarrassed. She waived bye bye at him, then she pulled me up and was taking me to the bedroom.
‘Ali, you must return her the favour for her blowjobs,’ Anis shouted. He didn’t need to remind me to eat pussy, I was never opposed to it. ‘And thank you for this baby oil, Ms Blow-jobber,’ Anis continued behind us, as we got to our door.
Sahana laughed, not being angry like the last few times when he teased her with names. ‘Happy to help,’ She replied in English, looking back.
‘I’ll think about you as a sign of gratitude,’ he yelled across the hall, holding the bottle of baby oil up.
‘You are more than welcome to,’ she replied back and then shut the door.
***