08-05-2019, 03:12 PM
Chapter 113
The front bell rang, and I headed off to the door since I was still dressed. Samina quickly pulled her skirt back up and grabbed the rest of her cloths. As I walked out of the kitchen I turned and watched her run up the back stairs with her skirt slipping and exposing her cute little ass.
Answering the door I found a pimple faced teenager wearing a delivery shirt of a local florist. Extending a long package and a clipboard to me he said, “I have a delivery for a Miss Samina Shams”
“It is Mrs Samina Shams”, I corrected him. “And do I look like her?”
“No but as long as it is the correct address I get payed the same. Please sign the clipboard.” Grabbing a pen that was tied to the clipboard I scribbled my signature on the space next to my wife's name.
Closing the door behind me I heard my wife call out, “Who is it dear?”
“Just a flower delivery for you.” Looking at the card, “It is from Vinod.”
“Oh.”, she squealed as she ran down the front stairs into the living room in just her panties, garter and stockings. Apparently she left the rest of her clothing upstairs. Ignoring the bouquet of red roses she tore open the card and read it. Squealing she said, “He wants to take me to be his personal guest at the show tomorrow.” With a sparkle of pure joy in her eyes.
“Will you go?” I asked.
“Of course I will, and I promise to tell you all about it, when I return home!.” She leaped into my arms and kissed me.
“I will. Thank you.”, she kissed me again, “I need to get a new dress. Take me shopping.” I did not bother asking if she was worried about being seen there alone by members of the Pakistani community who would be there too. Samina had long since stopped caring about what they thought of her.
Half an hour latter we were at the mall, I was helping her pick out lingerie to go with her new black rap-around dress, that was not only super right, it was also super short, boy would the aunties of the Pakistani community have something to talk about when they saw her in that! Holding up a pair of red lacy thong panties Samina asked me, “How about these?”
“Those are hot. I can't wait to see you in those.” I grinned.
“They are for Vinod silly.”, she giggled. I payed for them and a matching bra and garter.
After a quick dinner at the mall's eatery we went home. I begged Samina to model what she got for her date but she refused. She did drag me off to bed where we had one of our most torrid make out session for a long time. So aroused was she, that she orgasmed within minutes of my tongue finally making its way between her legs. As I pleasured her, I could not help but wonder if Vinod had already successfully planted his seed in my wife. I did not feel upset or mad, only curious. It was inevitable, and might as week be Vinod as any other man.
The following day was Friday. When I got home I discovered that my wife had beat me home. Entering into the house from the garage I called out to Samina but didn't get an answer. I wandered quickly through the downstairs before going up to our bedroom.
From out of our bathroom I heard soft music playing. Pushing the door open I found Samina relaxing in the bathtub filled with red rose petals. Looking up at me she said, “Hi sweetie. Wanted to get an early start getting ready for my date since Vinod will be here to pick me up in an hour.”
I am not sure how long I just stood there admiring my wife's naked body as she soaked in the tub. Kneeling down next to the tub I reached into the water and ran my finger down her belly to her bald pussy. “I see that you shaved.”
“Yeah, Vinod prefers bald!”
I slid a finger along her pussy. “It looks nice!.”
“You never answered my question yesterday.”
“Which question is that?”
“The one about how you will you feel about what will happen tonight.”
“Samina, I love you. No matter what happens I will not stop loving you or leave you. And frankly this really is our only option. I know you want it, and thats why I do too!”
“Thank you my love. Now please wait downstairs till Vinod picks me up. I want to close my eyes for a bit.” I leaned over and kissed her, standing up to admire her body one last time before wrenching myself from the bathroom.
For the next hour or so I tried to occupy myself till Vinod came to pick up my bride, and give her his child, if he hadn't already. My thoughts keep drifting to the memory of her in the bath. She looked so pure, and happy, like someone who had everything she could possibly ever want out of life. There was a contentment about her. And I had to feel happy for her, for us!
The doorbell ringing startled me back to reality. This time when I answered the door it wasn't some pimple faced delivery boy but Vinod. He was dressed in a tux as he greeted me. “Hi buddy. Is your wife ready?” He asked jovially, letting himself in.
“Not yet.”, I told him as I let him in. Walking a few steps up the stairs I called out, “Samina. Your date is here.”
“I am almost ready.”, she answered.
A few minutes latter she floated down the stairs and into Vinod's embrace. As they kissed I realized that this wasn't going to be a replay of that first time I saw them kissing. This time, they were already well-established lovers.
As they broke their kiss Vinod looked at me and said, “Don't worry buddy. I won't keep her out to late. I will have her in bed before it is too late.” Samina giggled at the implied meaning.
“Have fun you two.” I told them as they left. I just stood there in the open doorway as he escorted my wife to his car and drove off. Closing the door I wandered upstairs to our bedroom. Sitting down on the bed I found a note on her pillow. Picking it up I read the very short message she left me. Putting the note on the bedside table I wandered off back downstairs to the kitchen to get something to eat.
I thought of staying up till he brought her back but I was sure that would mean staying up all weekend. There was no way in hell she was getting back before Sunday evening. All sorts of erotic and at time scary thought went through my mind. Mentally, both Samina and I were ready to have a child, but I could picture all kinds of complications arising if Vinod demanded to be part of the childs life and insisted on practising his paternal rights.
Turning in early I lay in bed and picked up that note she left me and reread it several more times before I drifted off to sleep. My dreams were filled with my wife performing all kinds of acts of debauchery. Through the long night I kept waking feeling horny but the empty bed and limp penis, mocked me back to sleep.
Waking the next morning alone sent me into a short lived panic till I remembered that she was not alone where she slept. I was feeling some pains of jealously. What was worse than the jealousies that I felt was that I missed her. I really missed her and wished that I could just hold her in my arms at that moment. Let her know, how much I wanted to be with her, make her happy and give her whatever she wanted. It was reaction like none other, but then this time, her date with a lover was more than just about sex, it was to result in something special.
Looking at the clock I noticed that it was just past seven o'clock as I reached for the phone. I was so tempted to call Samina on her cell. As my fingers brushed it I felt that I should not. It would be wrong to disturb them, so I stopped. Getting up I went and took a shower.
After having a light breakfast and still nothing from Samina I looked at the clock and noticed that just over an hour had passed since I woke up. Next to the clock is a picture of her that I took shortly after we got married and she joined me in the US. In that picture she was curled up under a hand knit afghan and you could tell that she was nude. That picture was the closest any other man has come to seeing my Samina in the nude since I took that picture. At that time who would have ever guessed how many lucky men would get not only to see her lovely nakedness, but also experience paradise from it?
Starring at her picture I found myself dialing her cellphone before I realized what I was doing. I was soon jolted back to reality when I heard her cellphone ring. I saw she had left it in our bedroom, on the dresser! She wanted to be incommunicado! I didn't even know what hotel Vinod was staying at. Hanging up I slumped down into a near by chair still looking at that picture. The realization that not only had she spent the night with another not just giving him her body, but taking from him something special in return, something that would change our lives completely was so brilliantly erotic and worrying. Vinod was giving her, what I couldn't, and that thought made me a little sad too.
Lost in my thoughts of my wife's body and what she and Vinod probably did last night I didn't realize that another two hours passed before I snapped out out if. It was not easy spending the rest of the weekend, waiting for Samina to return. Finally, around 5 pm Sunday evening, while cleaning up the house for the 5th or 6th, I was startled by the ringing of a phone. Answering the phone I was greeted by my wife telling me that she loved me. “Do you still love me?”, she asked. I told her I did. “Good. I will be home soon with something special for you.”
When she got home she still had on the same dress but I noticed that she no longer had on her stockings. When I asked her what she brought me she unwrapped her dress and let it fall to the floor. Underneath she was totally nude. “What happened to the sexy lingerie?”
“Vinod kept it as a souvenir.”, she told me as she lead me to our bedroom. Laying down on the bed she commanded, “Eat my pussy, Honey.”
Kneeling between her legs I noticed how red and puffy her pussy was. Licking her pussy it was wetter than normal and but it tasted like I had expected it would. A taste I had grown to love as she fed it to me, bucking her hips to force her cunt harder against my mouth.
Looking up at my wife from between her legs and my face all covered in their love juice I said, “You have been very naughty.” She giggled. “So how was it? Do you plan to see him again”
Pouting she said, “of course sweetie. He is going away on tour for a few weeks. When he comes back, they will have one last show here, before they return to India. Only Vinod won't. He will be moving in with us for a few days! So you will need to move into the other room, in fact I would like you to butler for us. Remember, Vinod is doing us a huge favor!”
I was quiet for a while, then said, “okay darling. But does Vinod know he is doing this huge favor?”
Samina laughed. “Of course he does silly. I would not hide it from him! He has a right to know!”
“And how does he feel about it?” I had to ask.
“He is fine, as long as we don't expect him to be a provider for the child, which I assured him, we had no intention of ever expecting from him. I told him your name would be on the birth certificate as the father, and that would give him a lot of legal protection as in this state once a man's name goes on the birth certificate as the father, he is responsible for the child.”
I nodded my understanding. It made me feel a lot better that Vinod did not want any part of the child's life to be his responsibility. Giving her pussy another lick I nibbled on her clit causing her to moan
As I continued, Samina went on, “I can't wait to let him in my panties again! Of all the lovers I have had, I would rank him right near the top! I love playing with his huge cock and stroking it. I love the way his fingers work their way under my panties and into my pussy. He finger fucks me till I was on the verge of cumming. This one time, he stopped, and pulled out his finger out of me he turned me around, leaned me over and pulled up my skirt. With my panties pulled aside he entered me and took me right there in his dressing room, and he came in me. I tried as hard as I could to stifle my sounds, as an orgasm built in me. It wouldn't do if we got caught! You should see his cock! Its magnificent. Not the longest I have ever had, but certainly the thickest and veiniest! I mean those veins are amazing, I feel every throb and tensing of them. And he gets as hard as a metal rod! It is a think of real beauty! So unlike yours!” She snickered and gave me a look of pity.
“No wonder your panties were so wet when you got home.” I smiled at her, feeling a little shameful at her last comment, and went back to licking her clean.
“Yeah, and at the dressing room it just kind of happened, he didn't even bother to lock the door! Anyone could have just barged in and seen me with his cock buried inside to the hilt! Can you imagine what a scandal that would have been? I am sure it would have been splashed all over the covers of Indian and Pakistani rag sheets!” Samina snickered, and sighed as I flicked her clitoris hard.
“Did the two of you even go to a play in the dressing room again?” I asked her.
“No.” she answered as I went back to licking her pussy. “He took me to dinner then we went back to his hotel. Riding up to his floor in the elevator he got my dress off me and then had me walk to his room in just my heals and lingerie. I felt so sexy and I didn't care how many men saw me in my sexy undies. And believe you me it must have been several!”
“How many men saw you?” I asked excitedly. I always loved it when Samina exhibited herself.
“I don't know. A few at least.” she panted. “When we got to his room I waited against his door waiting for him. He embraced me and kissed me while he removed my bra right there in the hall in front of his neighbors before unlocking the door.”
“Did any of them see your tits?” I pulled up and asked
“Yes they all did.” she smiled. “I felt so slutty and horny I slithered out of my panties as soon as the door was closed and leaned over the arm of his couch as he took me from behind filling me full of his seed for the first of many times that night. I just love the way his massive cock feels as it blasts it's seed into my cunt.” She moaned as I sucked on her clitoris.
“Maybe you got pregnant last night?”
“Maybe!” Samina said softly. “He is very virile and could have easily got me pregnant.“ She was on the verge of an orgasm, and I redoubled my effort, my tongue going crazy all over the place. “I can't wait to do him again!” And she shuddered as my tongue finally completed its magic.
Pulling myself up, I pulled her into my embrace and just held her as she panted. “I love you.” I told her. “And, it would be nice start a family.” I kissed her on the forehead. Her breathing softened as she clung to me.
“Would you still love me if I had another man's baby?” Her concern surprised me. Up to now, only I was the one worried about how she would feel about me, once another man planted his seed in her. It was nice to know that she too was worried about my feelings for her. I told her yes. “Could you love my child from another man?” Again I assured her I would. “I know darling, and that is why I love you so much!” she said softly, kissing me hard.
We hugged, kissed, and cuddled for a while longer, then I said, “it doesn't matter to me who the father. Vinod is only providing the seed, the child is mine!”
The front bell rang, and I headed off to the door since I was still dressed. Samina quickly pulled her skirt back up and grabbed the rest of her cloths. As I walked out of the kitchen I turned and watched her run up the back stairs with her skirt slipping and exposing her cute little ass.
Answering the door I found a pimple faced teenager wearing a delivery shirt of a local florist. Extending a long package and a clipboard to me he said, “I have a delivery for a Miss Samina Shams”
“It is Mrs Samina Shams”, I corrected him. “And do I look like her?”
“No but as long as it is the correct address I get payed the same. Please sign the clipboard.” Grabbing a pen that was tied to the clipboard I scribbled my signature on the space next to my wife's name.
Closing the door behind me I heard my wife call out, “Who is it dear?”
“Just a flower delivery for you.” Looking at the card, “It is from Vinod.”
“Oh.”, she squealed as she ran down the front stairs into the living room in just her panties, garter and stockings. Apparently she left the rest of her clothing upstairs. Ignoring the bouquet of red roses she tore open the card and read it. Squealing she said, “He wants to take me to be his personal guest at the show tomorrow.” With a sparkle of pure joy in her eyes.
“Will you go?” I asked.
“Of course I will, and I promise to tell you all about it, when I return home!.” She leaped into my arms and kissed me.
“I will. Thank you.”, she kissed me again, “I need to get a new dress. Take me shopping.” I did not bother asking if she was worried about being seen there alone by members of the Pakistani community who would be there too. Samina had long since stopped caring about what they thought of her.
Half an hour latter we were at the mall, I was helping her pick out lingerie to go with her new black rap-around dress, that was not only super right, it was also super short, boy would the aunties of the Pakistani community have something to talk about when they saw her in that! Holding up a pair of red lacy thong panties Samina asked me, “How about these?”
“Those are hot. I can't wait to see you in those.” I grinned.
“They are for Vinod silly.”, she giggled. I payed for them and a matching bra and garter.
After a quick dinner at the mall's eatery we went home. I begged Samina to model what she got for her date but she refused. She did drag me off to bed where we had one of our most torrid make out session for a long time. So aroused was she, that she orgasmed within minutes of my tongue finally making its way between her legs. As I pleasured her, I could not help but wonder if Vinod had already successfully planted his seed in my wife. I did not feel upset or mad, only curious. It was inevitable, and might as week be Vinod as any other man.
The following day was Friday. When I got home I discovered that my wife had beat me home. Entering into the house from the garage I called out to Samina but didn't get an answer. I wandered quickly through the downstairs before going up to our bedroom.
From out of our bathroom I heard soft music playing. Pushing the door open I found Samina relaxing in the bathtub filled with red rose petals. Looking up at me she said, “Hi sweetie. Wanted to get an early start getting ready for my date since Vinod will be here to pick me up in an hour.”
I am not sure how long I just stood there admiring my wife's naked body as she soaked in the tub. Kneeling down next to the tub I reached into the water and ran my finger down her belly to her bald pussy. “I see that you shaved.”
“Yeah, Vinod prefers bald!”
I slid a finger along her pussy. “It looks nice!.”
“You never answered my question yesterday.”
“Which question is that?”
“The one about how you will you feel about what will happen tonight.”
“Samina, I love you. No matter what happens I will not stop loving you or leave you. And frankly this really is our only option. I know you want it, and thats why I do too!”
“Thank you my love. Now please wait downstairs till Vinod picks me up. I want to close my eyes for a bit.” I leaned over and kissed her, standing up to admire her body one last time before wrenching myself from the bathroom.
For the next hour or so I tried to occupy myself till Vinod came to pick up my bride, and give her his child, if he hadn't already. My thoughts keep drifting to the memory of her in the bath. She looked so pure, and happy, like someone who had everything she could possibly ever want out of life. There was a contentment about her. And I had to feel happy for her, for us!
The doorbell ringing startled me back to reality. This time when I answered the door it wasn't some pimple faced delivery boy but Vinod. He was dressed in a tux as he greeted me. “Hi buddy. Is your wife ready?” He asked jovially, letting himself in.
“Not yet.”, I told him as I let him in. Walking a few steps up the stairs I called out, “Samina. Your date is here.”
“I am almost ready.”, she answered.
A few minutes latter she floated down the stairs and into Vinod's embrace. As they kissed I realized that this wasn't going to be a replay of that first time I saw them kissing. This time, they were already well-established lovers.
As they broke their kiss Vinod looked at me and said, “Don't worry buddy. I won't keep her out to late. I will have her in bed before it is too late.” Samina giggled at the implied meaning.
“Have fun you two.” I told them as they left. I just stood there in the open doorway as he escorted my wife to his car and drove off. Closing the door I wandered upstairs to our bedroom. Sitting down on the bed I found a note on her pillow. Picking it up I read the very short message she left me. Putting the note on the bedside table I wandered off back downstairs to the kitchen to get something to eat.
I thought of staying up till he brought her back but I was sure that would mean staying up all weekend. There was no way in hell she was getting back before Sunday evening. All sorts of erotic and at time scary thought went through my mind. Mentally, both Samina and I were ready to have a child, but I could picture all kinds of complications arising if Vinod demanded to be part of the childs life and insisted on practising his paternal rights.
Turning in early I lay in bed and picked up that note she left me and reread it several more times before I drifted off to sleep. My dreams were filled with my wife performing all kinds of acts of debauchery. Through the long night I kept waking feeling horny but the empty bed and limp penis, mocked me back to sleep.
Waking the next morning alone sent me into a short lived panic till I remembered that she was not alone where she slept. I was feeling some pains of jealously. What was worse than the jealousies that I felt was that I missed her. I really missed her and wished that I could just hold her in my arms at that moment. Let her know, how much I wanted to be with her, make her happy and give her whatever she wanted. It was reaction like none other, but then this time, her date with a lover was more than just about sex, it was to result in something special.
Looking at the clock I noticed that it was just past seven o'clock as I reached for the phone. I was so tempted to call Samina on her cell. As my fingers brushed it I felt that I should not. It would be wrong to disturb them, so I stopped. Getting up I went and took a shower.
After having a light breakfast and still nothing from Samina I looked at the clock and noticed that just over an hour had passed since I woke up. Next to the clock is a picture of her that I took shortly after we got married and she joined me in the US. In that picture she was curled up under a hand knit afghan and you could tell that she was nude. That picture was the closest any other man has come to seeing my Samina in the nude since I took that picture. At that time who would have ever guessed how many lucky men would get not only to see her lovely nakedness, but also experience paradise from it?
Starring at her picture I found myself dialing her cellphone before I realized what I was doing. I was soon jolted back to reality when I heard her cellphone ring. I saw she had left it in our bedroom, on the dresser! She wanted to be incommunicado! I didn't even know what hotel Vinod was staying at. Hanging up I slumped down into a near by chair still looking at that picture. The realization that not only had she spent the night with another not just giving him her body, but taking from him something special in return, something that would change our lives completely was so brilliantly erotic and worrying. Vinod was giving her, what I couldn't, and that thought made me a little sad too.
Lost in my thoughts of my wife's body and what she and Vinod probably did last night I didn't realize that another two hours passed before I snapped out out if. It was not easy spending the rest of the weekend, waiting for Samina to return. Finally, around 5 pm Sunday evening, while cleaning up the house for the 5th or 6th, I was startled by the ringing of a phone. Answering the phone I was greeted by my wife telling me that she loved me. “Do you still love me?”, she asked. I told her I did. “Good. I will be home soon with something special for you.”
When she got home she still had on the same dress but I noticed that she no longer had on her stockings. When I asked her what she brought me she unwrapped her dress and let it fall to the floor. Underneath she was totally nude. “What happened to the sexy lingerie?”
“Vinod kept it as a souvenir.”, she told me as she lead me to our bedroom. Laying down on the bed she commanded, “Eat my pussy, Honey.”
Kneeling between her legs I noticed how red and puffy her pussy was. Licking her pussy it was wetter than normal and but it tasted like I had expected it would. A taste I had grown to love as she fed it to me, bucking her hips to force her cunt harder against my mouth.
Looking up at my wife from between her legs and my face all covered in their love juice I said, “You have been very naughty.” She giggled. “So how was it? Do you plan to see him again”
Pouting she said, “of course sweetie. He is going away on tour for a few weeks. When he comes back, they will have one last show here, before they return to India. Only Vinod won't. He will be moving in with us for a few days! So you will need to move into the other room, in fact I would like you to butler for us. Remember, Vinod is doing us a huge favor!”
I was quiet for a while, then said, “okay darling. But does Vinod know he is doing this huge favor?”
Samina laughed. “Of course he does silly. I would not hide it from him! He has a right to know!”
“And how does he feel about it?” I had to ask.
“He is fine, as long as we don't expect him to be a provider for the child, which I assured him, we had no intention of ever expecting from him. I told him your name would be on the birth certificate as the father, and that would give him a lot of legal protection as in this state once a man's name goes on the birth certificate as the father, he is responsible for the child.”
I nodded my understanding. It made me feel a lot better that Vinod did not want any part of the child's life to be his responsibility. Giving her pussy another lick I nibbled on her clit causing her to moan
As I continued, Samina went on, “I can't wait to let him in my panties again! Of all the lovers I have had, I would rank him right near the top! I love playing with his huge cock and stroking it. I love the way his fingers work their way under my panties and into my pussy. He finger fucks me till I was on the verge of cumming. This one time, he stopped, and pulled out his finger out of me he turned me around, leaned me over and pulled up my skirt. With my panties pulled aside he entered me and took me right there in his dressing room, and he came in me. I tried as hard as I could to stifle my sounds, as an orgasm built in me. It wouldn't do if we got caught! You should see his cock! Its magnificent. Not the longest I have ever had, but certainly the thickest and veiniest! I mean those veins are amazing, I feel every throb and tensing of them. And he gets as hard as a metal rod! It is a think of real beauty! So unlike yours!” She snickered and gave me a look of pity.
“No wonder your panties were so wet when you got home.” I smiled at her, feeling a little shameful at her last comment, and went back to licking her clean.
“Yeah, and at the dressing room it just kind of happened, he didn't even bother to lock the door! Anyone could have just barged in and seen me with his cock buried inside to the hilt! Can you imagine what a scandal that would have been? I am sure it would have been splashed all over the covers of Indian and Pakistani rag sheets!” Samina snickered, and sighed as I flicked her clitoris hard.
“Did the two of you even go to a play in the dressing room again?” I asked her.
“No.” she answered as I went back to licking her pussy. “He took me to dinner then we went back to his hotel. Riding up to his floor in the elevator he got my dress off me and then had me walk to his room in just my heals and lingerie. I felt so sexy and I didn't care how many men saw me in my sexy undies. And believe you me it must have been several!”
“How many men saw you?” I asked excitedly. I always loved it when Samina exhibited herself.
“I don't know. A few at least.” she panted. “When we got to his room I waited against his door waiting for him. He embraced me and kissed me while he removed my bra right there in the hall in front of his neighbors before unlocking the door.”
“Did any of them see your tits?” I pulled up and asked
“Yes they all did.” she smiled. “I felt so slutty and horny I slithered out of my panties as soon as the door was closed and leaned over the arm of his couch as he took me from behind filling me full of his seed for the first of many times that night. I just love the way his massive cock feels as it blasts it's seed into my cunt.” She moaned as I sucked on her clitoris.
“Maybe you got pregnant last night?”
“Maybe!” Samina said softly. “He is very virile and could have easily got me pregnant.“ She was on the verge of an orgasm, and I redoubled my effort, my tongue going crazy all over the place. “I can't wait to do him again!” And she shuddered as my tongue finally completed its magic.
Pulling myself up, I pulled her into my embrace and just held her as she panted. “I love you.” I told her. “And, it would be nice start a family.” I kissed her on the forehead. Her breathing softened as she clung to me.
“Would you still love me if I had another man's baby?” Her concern surprised me. Up to now, only I was the one worried about how she would feel about me, once another man planted his seed in her. It was nice to know that she too was worried about my feelings for her. I told her yes. “Could you love my child from another man?” Again I assured her I would. “I know darling, and that is why I love you so much!” she said softly, kissing me hard.
We hugged, kissed, and cuddled for a while longer, then I said, “it doesn't matter to me who the father. Vinod is only providing the seed, the child is mine!”
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