Adultery I want to fuck your wife again!!!

[Ibrahim339]

Version 1 (Part A) - Textual version

It was Wednesday morning when I woke up at around 6:30 AM. I did not find Shazia on bed with me. I got up and checked the washroom. She was not there too. I went out of our bedroom to find her. I saw Shazia was in Kitchen. She was dressed in a beautiful floral night dress. She was standing with her head down thinking something deeply.

The moment she saw me, I smiled. Strangely, even before I could smile, she turned around avoiding any eye contact with me. I walked to the hall and saw Robert seated on the sofa with his laptop. He was well dressed today in pants and a T-shirt. I wished him good morning, and he wished me back. Robert and I started to talk when I looked at Shazia who was standing and drinking juice.

I guessed she woke up early and was hungry, so she must have come out to prepare something for herself. After some time, Mark appeared. He was wearing a jeans pant and a T-shirt. It appeared like both of them were kind of ready since they are leaving today. Mark was eager to talk to me. He sat waiting for a space between me and Robert’s conversation. Mark said, “Dude! Am sorry about last night. I should not have said such things to your wife…I really apologize for it.” While Mark was talking, Shazia was standing closer to the kitchen door carefully listening to our conversation.

I replied to Mark politely that we were fine and that I am glad that he apologized. As we talked, Mark said, “I wish your wife was an European then I would not have had to face this. Indian women are different… I really regret it after seeing your sexy wife…” We laughed to lighten up the conversation and I said, “yes, things are different here and we stay committed in marriage and do not encourage sex outside marriage…” Mark replied, “yeah yeah… I got to know that...” Then, he looked at Shazia standing closer looking out through the window but having her ears towards us.

Mark loudly said, “… but that does not mean that I will stop hitting on your wife and flirt with her. I will play around and I am going to make your wife regret losing me as well.” When he said that, Shazia turned around and said, “Oh really? Let’s see… I have never regretted losing a man but I am sure men regret losing me…” While saying so, she untied the knot of her robe and spread it open.

The satin chemise (slip) was short ending above her knee. She was exposing her thighs almost completely. Her cleavage was prominent and the shape of her breasts showed that she was braless. She stood showing of her gifted body with sexy legs. Mark replied, “I will take up the challenge…” We laughed as Robert said, “relax buddies… don’t get into a fight now…” To change topic, I asked my wife to prepare a tea for me. Shazia removed her robe and stood only in her chemise (slip) in the kitchen preparing the tea.  While she prepared the tea, she constantly kept turning and looking towards us, particularly at Mark.

My wife was facing us when mixing my tea when I asked Mark and Robert at what time they were leaving today. Robert replied, “Oh! That’s a bummer! We are not leaving today. We changed our flight. We initially thought of reaching Mysore sooner before weekend to settle down before the yoga classes start, but we are now leaving on Friday because the rooms there are available only after Friday noon.” I replied casually saying, “Oh, is it? That’s nice. So, we can spend a few more days together.” While saying that, I looked at my wife and Mark. My wife did not appear to have any kind of surprise hearing what Robert said, instead she was blushing looking at Mark while Mark smiled at her. I did not find this serious now as I was used to Mark and Shazia have some strange messages through their looks. I knew that they were playing their games, which I did not think was necessary for me to ask about. To continue the conversation, I asked, “So, when is your flight then?” Robert replied, “It’s at 11 AM on Friday and we will have to leave here about 8 or 9 AM I guess…”

Mark then said, “Okay! So, what shall we plan for today? We have another wonderful day with you guys… Let’s plan something special…” Shazia brought the tea for me and sat beside us in the sofa opposite to Mark. She sat revealing her beauty wearing just the chemise without the robe. Each of us suggested different plans, and we finally concluded that we will have breakfast together in the poolside and then go to city for some shopping and touring. Robert and Mark got up to move to the pool when I said, “you guys carry on, we will join you guys in some time…” Shazia and me got into our bedroom while Mark and Robert walked towards the pool. I said to Shazia, “Nice that Mark realized his mistake and apologized. I was wondering what would be the effect of last night on us, but thankfully, it is fine now…” When I said this, Shazia was not saying much but smiling to herself and just said, “hmm… yeah…” She was folding the bedsheets and setting the room clean. I went to washroom to brush my teeth and freshen up for the day. When I came out of bathroom, my wife was not there. She already left to the pool instead of waiting for me. I said to myself, “God! She can’t even wait for half an hour…” I got ready and went out to the pool.

I saw Mark, Robert, and Shazia were inside the pool. Shazia was standing in between Mark and Robert who were playfully splashing water on her. All 3 of their bodies were attached to each other with Shazia facing me while Mark and Robert were on her sides facing each other with my wife in between them. Both of them were actually holding her from her back and not letting her go while my wife was laughing and screaming to let her go. She was jumping and avoiding the water splashing on her. Since they were under water, it was not possible to see how they were holding her but it appeared as though both of them had one of their arms around her hip while they splashed water on her using their other hand.  They did not notice me standing there and I saw Shazia turn and jump over Mark. She jumped on top of him putting her legs around his waist and her hands around his neck. I could now see that she was just wearing a yellow multicolored bikini. I could see my wife’s boobs brush against Mark’s face when this happened. She was trying to submerge him in water, but he was strong enough to resist and just carry her. Both his hands were on her buttocks carrying her. I called out to them loudly, “Hey! I thought we were going out but you all have gone into pool…” While Shazia got off Mark, Robert replied, “Oh! We just thought of swimming a little since there was more time. They kind of separated now and started wading in the water towards the steps to get out of the pool. I noticed Mark’s dress and Robert’s dress on the table where we usually sit, but there was no robe or such dress of my wife seen around. I turned to look at my wet wife walk towards me in her yellow multi-colored bikini. Mark and Robert followed behind her.

I sat on a chair beside the table. They picked up their towels and began wiping themselves. Shazia went forward and sat opposite to me and Mark sat beside her. Robert sat beside me as before. I wondered how this became a regular seating arrangement now. My wife was still in just her bikini bra and panty, We sat chatting for some time when the caretaker brought our breakfast. We had our breakfast. At around 9:30 AM, we decided to leave to the city. Shazia got up and said that she will get ready and come. Mark and Robert picked up their clothes that were lying around and started wearing them. After about half an hour, Shazia came wearing a red dress.

As she walked stylishly, I noticed that the dress was a short one and reached above her thighs. I had not seen this western dress with my wife. It was something new. When she came near our table, I asked her in surprise, “This dress…?” My wife smiled and replied, “Mark gifted it to me… He has given a big set of clothes… I will show you…” She then looked at Mark expecting some compliment or comment, but Mark was quiet. She felt somewhat disappointed and sat on her chair. We chatted for a few minutes and got up to leave. When leaving, Shazia walked in front of us and Mark said, “Hey babe! Your ass is sexy and tempting…”

His comment made me also to look at my wife’s bottom in particular and found that the dress did not do much to hide her ass movements. Shazia turned around blushing at Mark. She stood and said, “It’s better you guys go in front and I follow…” and laughed. Mark caught her and pulled her close and said, “We walk together babe…”

We first visited a church and a park. All throughout it was Mark and Shazia together while Robert and I were together. It was obvious that Mark and Shazia were playing heated games with each other. They were playful, hitting each other, and teasing each other all throughout. The bad episode that happened the previous night was totally forgotten and it had taken a new turn. I noticed that they were getting more closely involved than before.

We then went to a mall and spent some time there. Both Mark and Robert were not letting us spend anywhere. They always volunteered to pay and made us comfortable. I thought it was a friendly gesture owing to what happened yesternight.

We had lunch in the mall and then returned to our villa at around 3 PM. Once in the villa, I told my wife that we will go to the beach, but she said it is better to spend the time here in the pool since it was more private. I agreed thinking she was uncomfortable to be in public. Mark and Robert were also of the same opinion that we not go to the beach, so we decided to refresh ourselves and meet at the pool. When we got in, Shazia immediately fell on bed somewhat tired. I went to washroom and got ready. I saw that my wife was still on bed lying down. She had her eyes closed as if she was taking a nap. I asked her if she was fine. She said she was fine and just wanted to rest a little. She said, “You close the door and go… I will come…” I went to the pool and Mark and Robert were yet to come. I sat there browsing through my mobile. After about 15 minutes, Robert was the first to come and he sat beside me. He was wearing only his shorts. He carried few beer bottles and glasses with him. He said that Mark was checking some of his official mails and will be here soon. We were chatting for another half an hour waiting for them when Mark joined us. Mark came in his underwear. Shortly thereafter, my wife walked in.

She was wearing a bikini again but with a shrug over her. The shrug was not tied and it flew with her hairs as she walked sexily towards us.

Shazia pulled her chair (which was beside Mark) a little away from Mark and turned it to face him directly. She sat on the chair leaning back and placed both her feet on the table with her right leg folded and left leg stretched. She was humming some tune to herself and started moving her feet.

Surprisingly, neither Mark nor Robert passed any comment on my wife. It was somewhat unusual of them. My wife put her head back on the chair headrest and sat relaxing. From where I sat, I could see her pussy triangle clearly since I was on her left. While chatting, I admired my wife secretly.

After few minutes, my wife changed her leg position. She now folded her left leg and stretched her right leg. This made her left thigh block my view to her pussy area. In contrast, Mark who was sitting in front of her and slightly to her right, now had a direct view of my wife’s panty-covered pussy.

I saw Mark smile when this change happened and Shazia blushed. She covered her mouth with her hand and turned her face to the other side to hide her smile. Both Mark and Shazia started teasing each other now with Shazia asking him “What?” when he was looking at her and he saying, “Nothing…am just looking…” Finally, my wife extended her hand towards Mark giving him her mobile. Neither Mark nor Shazia said anything but it was understood that she wanted him to take her photos. My wife started walking away to find a spot for taking pics.

While she walked, I could not stop admiring the movements of my wife’s soft round buttocks.

I was quite sure, Mark also enjoyed seeing my wife’s ass as he was walking behind my wife. While Robert sat with his mobile doing his research and asking me questions about tourism. I sat sipping beer and watching them take photos. They were going around taking photos in front of me. I noticed Mark trying to play the same trick as before, but this time, he was not doing any movements boldly but he used to just place his hand over his underwear at times and laugh as if to remind her of yesterday. Shazia took it playfully and giggled saying him, “don’t try that… stop…”. My wife removed her shrug after few photos were taken.

She was now posing with the shrug tied on her waist.

My wife was looking sexy as ever and Mark undoubtedly was getting seduced by her looks. Robert continued to distract me chatting. I noticed they went around the pool and went behind me now to take photos. I turned around at one point to look at where they were. I saw them at a distance. Shazia was smiling in a naughty way and posing facing my direction while Mark stood between us standing and facing her with the camera. I turned and took a sip of my beer when something that I saw struck to my mind. I turned again towards them and saw something strange. The waistband of Mark’s underwear was wrinkled in the sides and passing in a downward angle on his waist. It was in position on his back above his ass, but it appeared as if he had pulled down his underwear in the front. Worse enough, I saw Shazia had removed her shrug totally and stood only in her bikini bra and panty at this time.

She was laughing at Mark and I could see her eyes wander on his crotch area. To confirm if Mark indeed has pulled down his underwear and showing his cock to Shazia, I kept looking at them and waited for Mark to move or turn towards me or side. Robert again distracted me showing few sightseeing pictures in the mobile. I turned every now and then to look at Mark, but he remained standing opposite to me and I could not check his front. I could only see my wife showcasing her sexiness to Mark in the pretext of taking photos. When I next turned to look at Mark and my wife, they were standing and talking to each other. Shazia wore her shrug and they started walking towards us. My wife took her mobile from Mark and lay on the recliner that was in front of me. Mark came to our table and sat. I saw my wife holding her mobile and checking her photos.

Robert and Mark began to chat something in French. They both had some dispute on going to some place. I went to my wife and sat on the same recliner.

I asked her, “are you okay?” indirectly checking if she is not happy with anything Mark was doing. She smiled and said, “yes, am okay… the sun is quite strong today…” I tried talking to my wife, but she was not responding much to me and she was also not talking any of her usual stuff with me. When we were silent, she got up and said, “Let’s go to the table.” I returned and sat back on my chair. Mark and Robert were still in their conversation and I was feeling left out. My wife sat on the pool edge with her legs under water. 

I kept drinking beer and looking at my wife. She was behaving somewhat different today, I thought. Otherwise, she was still the same sexy wife I know. I admired her sexy curves at her back flaring to her ass.

Shazia wanted to draw Mark’s attention who was in an argument with Robert. She got up and stood near the pool steps holding the railing. She called out loud, “I’m getting into the pool…” Mark and Robert stopped their argument and looked at my wife displaying her assets.

She began to slowly step down the stairs and get into the water

Mark got up immediately saying, “We are coming too…” and laughed. Robert appeared serious and upset about something, but he too got up to get into the pool. I drank my glass of beer and walked with them into the pool. We started to play games in water. With 3 men and 1 female in the pool, the play was different though. My wife was a common target of all 3 men.

Since Shazia was my wife, I did not find myself wrong in holding her or playing with her closely. However, I noticed Robert and Mark liberally touching my wife everywhere while playing. My wife did not seem to mind it now as she seemed to have become comfortable with them. At one point, I saw Mark lift my wife and drop her back into the water. While doing so, I saw him place his hand between her legs on her pussy and then lift her up. My wife appeared innocent and enjoyed playing with them laughing. She also climbed on them and sat on their shoulders with their hands on her thigh. Although I was playing and having fun too, I was also observing their actions. I was waiting for any opportunity to stop them if they go extreme or if I found Shazia expressing any discomfort. In between our games, I also found that Mark and Shazia would have some quiet conversations at which time I noticed their faces were kind of serious. When I asked, Shazia would deny anything and say that she’s fine. Robert and I used to come out of the pool and relax in the recliner for a break, but Mark and Shazia were continually inside water. I found all this puzzling and thought of discussing it with my wife soon and putting some margins in our relationship with them. The rest of the evening until sunset we spent time playing in water.

At around 7 PM, Mark and Robert asked us to join with them for a party at a pub. I was about to deny it but my wife excitedly started discussing with them about which pub to go. They decided to get ready and go to one pub that was nearby. When me and my wife entered our bedroom, I started to look for an opportunity to talk to my wife, but I noticed my wife was in a hurry to get ready. Although I had some concerns, I saw that my wife was in a happy mood. She excitedly showed me a bagful of clothes that Mark had bought for her. I had a conflict in my mind on whether to discuss it or not. Just until a day ago, I was casual about their relationship when Shazia was feeling guilty of her actions. Now, if I say something, it will be against it and Shazia also might consider me overthinking, narrow minded, and unstable. I did not want my wife to feel guilty and go sad at this time when she is actually enjoying herself happily. I chose to at least remain silent for now and wait until we return from the party tonight.

I heard Mark and Robert call out for us from the living room.  My wife was still not yet ready so I went out to the living room and waited for my wife along with them. My wife then came out wearing a pink dress. Mark and Robert immediately said, “wow… you look like a doll…” Mark continued saying, “Thanks for wearing this tonight. I picked this just for you. Where are its feathers?” My wife was blushing at their comments and said, “It’s inside…” Mark insisted, “Go bring it… It is with the dress… You will look prettier holding it…” Shazia laughed and got back into the room. She came out holding 2 long pink feathers in her hands and asked, “Okay now? Shall we go?” I watched my wife walk in between Robert and Mark totally ignoring my presence now. I followed them behind locking the main door.

While we walked through the streets to the pub, I noticed many of them looking at my wife, not only because she was walking with 2 foreigners but also because her dress was quite revealing. Mark seemed to have an interest in her ass and legs. He made sure that the dresses he got for my wife exposed her lower portion well. This off-shoulder western dress was like a frock that ended just on her ass. Her ass looked projected and sexy because of the fluffy pattern, worse with her walking wearing a high-heeled sandals. When we entered the pub, it was around 8 PM and less crowded. Shazia walked in front while Mark and Robert were with me following her. We 3 were silent as we saw Shazia walk sexily in front while choosing a table to sit.

My wife’s skirt moved left and right as her hips swayed when she walked. The pub had a dance floor in the center and a bar counter on either side of it. The bar counters had a long serving table where the bartenders can supply the drinks. There were barstools in a row beside these tables. The tables and sofa seating were a little away on the periphery of the pub. A wooden antique partition was placed separating the seating area from the dance floor and bar counters. We chose to sit in the periphery on a sofa with table since it was quite private. Mark and Shazia went to bring us the drinks. I could see my wife sit on the bar stool when Mark ordered the drinks.

They brought us drinks and we said cheers and started to drink. We ordered dinner and spent time chatting. Things appeared normal now as we all sat together and talked. I also began to feel wrong about myself in that I may have misjudged their relationship with my wife since I noticed them having a very friendly conversation now, nothing about love or sex at all. While drinking, I recalled on how my wife withheld herself from having sex with Mark the previous night. I found my wife trustworthy in that regard and I felt that she knows her limitations well. I felt that I should stop doubting and enjoy the moments with them. Shazia was comfortably sitting cross-legged and looking around at the pub.

The music started to get louder and people were slowly gathering in the floor. It was around 10 PM when Mark invited my wife for a dance. This time, my wife without any hesitation gladly accepted the offer laughing and placing her hand on his. I saw my wife walk closely with Mark as if she was showing everyone that she is with her boyfriend.

Due to the wooden partition in front of our table, I could not see the dance floor completely, but through the gaps of design that was in the partition, I could see that the floor was dark with dim floating lights and few couples were dancing and moving around. After about 15 minutes, Robert asked if I can bring another couple of beers or should he bring it. I let him be there and said that I will get it.  I went to the bar counter to get it. I placed the order and turned around to look at the dance floor. I could not see Mark and my wife. It was difficult to locate them in the group and in the darkness.

Just as I was waiting for the bartender to supply the beer, I overheard 4 college guys talking in Tamil. They were next to me as a group beside the bar counter’s table. Two guys were seated on the barstool while other 2 guys were standing in front them. All four of them were facing the dance floor. The pair that was immediately next to me, I noticed that the guy who was sitting on the barstool was pulling the guy who stood in front of him close to him. He had both his hands on the shoulders of the guy standing in front of him. He was moving his hips as if rubbing his crotch on the front guy’s ass. The front guy said, “Yennada macha” (what dude?) and was laughing. The other 2 guys also noticed it and laughed when this guy says, “Nillidchida macha” (It’s stood up dude). The 3 guys were laughing as this guy continued to hold on to the guy and continue his action of rubbing himself over him. One of the guy asked, “yen da?” (Why dude?), and the guy who was turned on said, “Anga parda macha… andha foreigner koode oru figure dance aaditirkra…” (Look there dude? There is a figure dancing with that foreigner).  As soon as I heard that, my eyes started to search the group more carefully for my wife as I wondered if these guys were talking about my wife. Although I hoped it was not, it turned out to be my wife who they were talking about. I spotted her dancing with Mark.

There were 2 other couples dancing in between where I stood and where they were dancing, which blocked my view partially. I heard a guy ask, “Yengada macha” (where dude?) The first guy in an anger tone, “Anga paringeda… feather pidchitirkra pare…” (Look there dude…she’s holding feathers). This statement confirmed that they were indeed talking about my wife, Shazia.

I watched my wife dancing and then looked at them in anger. I then decided to ignore it since these are common talks in such age group. The bartender gave me the beer drinks, but I stood there waiting a little more as I wanted to hear what these guys were talking. “aaah macha…” the first guy moaned softly as all 3 laughed. “Ava kundi atradha paarda macha…” (Look at her shaking her buttocks dude).

I saw the guy still rubbing his cock on the front guy expressing his lust on my wife. The guy in front said in a funny way, “Yenna vudeda Saami” (Leave me… my god!).  Another guy said, “Andha foreigner kitte kelda yavlo kudthainte?” (Ask that foreigner how much he gave?). Another guy then said, “naal perki discount kudpala macha?” (Will she give discount for 4 guys dude?). They were considering my wife as some kind of prostitute. I continued to watch my wife dancing and at the same time listening to their conversation.

The first guy then says, “Ava mattu kedchalna … ava kundiye nasikki veral vidavendiyadhthan” (if only I get her, will just squeeze her buttocks and pass the finger into her). “Yendha veral daa?” (Which finger?) another guy asked. The first guy replied, “Ippo nillitirkra veral than… Ava kundi attradhe patha … ava namma ellardu nikkra veral soothliye edthikva … Matha veral ava kundi yedele otele poduvo” (of course, the finger that is now erect… Looking at the way she is moving her buttocks, I think she will take all our erect fingers into her vagina… Remaining fingers we will put in her asshole between her buttocks.)

They all laughed teasing each other about their lustful desires. I continued to see my wife dancing ignorant of these onlookers. I saw Robert wave his hand from our table. I gestured him that I was coming. I picked up the beer mugs and returned to our table. I sat drinking and chatting with Robert. Mark and my wife did not turn up for long. Robert went and brought the next round of drinks. It was around 11 PM when we heard noise of some argument. There was some scuffle going on in the dance floor and we could hear voices of guys arguing loudly while women screaming “hey…hey…stop…” and such. Me and Robert quickly went forward to look at the dance floor.  Mark was bent down beating up a guy fallen on the floor while my wife was bending down behind Mark, holding his arm and trying to pull him back. We immediately went in between and intervened. I identified that the guy getting beaten up was none other than that Tamil guy who talked filthy about my wife. The other guys were also standing with him and fighting with Mark. Bouncers quickly appeared. They caught those 4 college guys and threw them out when Mark complained that they misbehaved with my wife. The music was still on, but the mood in dance floor was disrupted. Some people walked off while some began dancing again. Mark was totally upset. We all walked back to our table. Mark and my wife sat together opposite to me and Robert. Mark was red and completely fuming in anger. He was cursing them and scolding them. Shazia sat close to him and put her hand over his shoulder trying to calm him saying, “it’s okay… relax now… it’s fine…” Mark said, “You should have told me in the beginning itself…”  My wife replied, “I didn’t know that they will go to this extent and I did not want this kind of a thing to happen… See now … all our mood is off because of this…” Robert inquired, “what happened actually…” My wife began to narrate her experience to Robert as I listened as well. 

“We were just dancing there. Then, Mark went to get us a drink. At that time, I was dancing alone and a guy came closer to me. Since we are in a group dancing, I just ignored it, but he put his hand around me as if I was his partner. He was dancing more and showing off himself. He started asking me questions like where I am from and all that. I was like, What the hell! Then, when Mark came, he smiled and just left. I did not take it seriously. Then, when we were dancing, I felt some hands touching my ass every now and then. When I turned back, I could not see who. I ignored it and after sometime, I saw these guys were right behind me and dancing close enough to make it uneasy for me. Then, as if by accident, I felt their hands on my thigh. Then, it was getting too much. One guy was standing behind me and dancing. I could feel him rubbing himself on my ass. Mark did not notice it as it was dark and he was in front of me. I knew these were drunk and just tried moving away. It was fine for few minutes and then, you should see their guts. They started to put their hands into my skirt itself and feel my ass.”

Mark immediately said in anger, “I should have broken those hands off… bastards…”

Shazia continued, “They did that every now and then. Seeing my discomfort at least they should go away, but they did not at all.  Continuously I started feeling any one of their hands on my ass pressing and pinching and what not! God! Finally, Mark noticed one guy placing his hand into my skirt and then that guy got nicely.” Saying so, she laughed. She turned to Mark and said, “You relax now… You don’t be so upset… please…” To make him calm, I saw my wife kiss him on his cheek and neck playfully and then smile looking at him to generate a smile in Mark.

After we had a glass of beer, Mark still appeared to be upset. In an effort to make him normal, my wife said, “Enough now… come …let’s forget it and dance…” My wife herself was now offering a dance to Mark. Reluctantly, Mark got up as my wife kept pulling him to the dance floor. Robert started talking about such molesters in crowd and some instances in his country. We thought of having one final drink which I went to collect. I ordered it and turned to the dance floor to find my wife and Mark dancing. The crowd was less and I spotted them easily. They were in a close hug and dancing in a corner. My wife had both her hands over his shoulder while he had both his hands around my wife on her hips. I stood there watching them dance for a while. I saw my wife rubbing her body more closely on Mark while Mark stood somewhat stiff with less dancing, still with a bad mood. While moving her shoulders and hips dancing, I saw her go down on his body and come up again rubbing herself against Mark’s body. She was kind of forcing Mark to also dance with her. She kissed him and whispered something to him in his ears. Then, I saw him showing some interest to dance. He started moving around hugging my wife on the dance floor. Both started to dance with pelvic movements towards each other. Then, I saw the worst thing. Both of them lowered themselves slowly dancing which made them bend on their knees. At that time, I saw my wife put her left leg around Mark’s right thigh. She made pelvic movements now in that position with Mark’s thigh in between her legs. Although I could not see how close they were, it was evident that she was rubbing her pussy on his bare thigh as he was in his shorts. They then slowly stood up straight dancing and the same thing repeated again on Mark’s left thigh. When they stood straight again, Mark turned her in revolving motion and hugged her from behind tightly. My wife’s face was turned behind and up to look at him holding her from back. He was kissing her neck and she put her right hand behind his neck and danced with him closing her eyes. I could see her buttocks grind on his crotch in this position as she moved her hips when dancing. The bartender brought the beer mugs and I returned to our table with a confused state of mind. Just sometime ago, I thought of trusting my wife, but now, their actions were making me feeling uncomfortable and worried that things might progress to anything more. Although I thought that my wife was only trying to ease Mark’s mind, I also felt that her actions might lead to something more.

Robert and I were about to finish our drinks when Mark and my wife came to our table. Both of them were holding each other very closely with Shazia’s head resting on Mark’s shoulder. I saw Marks left hand around my wife’s hip holding her and Shazia had her right hand around Mark’s upper back. Mark appeared to be normal now and said, “Shall we leave, it’s 12:30 AM already and they are closing.” My wife added in crying tone, “am so tired… let’s go…” We paid off the bills and we walked back to our villa. I was feeling somewhat intoxicated with the drinks, but my thoughts about Mark and Shazia was unending and it kept me alert and awake. The images of their dancing and closeness were making me feel threatened. While we were walking back, Robert and Mark were singing the song – Leave the door open by Bruno Mars. The lyrics was:
“I’m sipping wine... in a robe... I look too good... To be alone... My house clean... My pool warm... Just shaved... We should be dancing, romancing in the east wing and the west wing of this mansion, what’s happening... I ain’t playing no games... Every word that I say is coming straight from the heart so if you try n lay in these arms, I'm-ma leave the door open... I'm-ma leave the door open girl...”