02-05-2023, 06:36 PM
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...”
For some reason, my wife was hitting them playfully and kept saying, “stop it…” when they kept singing this song and laughing. We reached the villa late at 1 AM. Our eyes were all heavy to get to sleep. We entered the villa and locked the main door. As we reached near our bedroom door, Shazia kissed Robert and Mark on their lips and smiled at them like how foreigners do. She then said, “good night… see you guys tomorrow…” Without responding to her saying good night, both of them just walked away climbing stairs singing that song loudly. Shazia gave a mischievous smile at them and went into our room. I was feeling very thirsty. I took an empty water bottle from the dining table and filled it for the night. I drank some water and just entered our bedroom when I stood still in shock.
Shazia was sitting on bedside and removing her sandals. She had removed her dress already and I now noticed her red lingerie that she had worn inside. It was a very tiny fashionable red satin bikini that she had worn. Shazia saw me standing still and stood up posing herself in that tiny red bikini and laughed.
As she walked towards me, I saw that the front portion of her panty was too small and was only a small piece of cloth covering her pussy minimally. The straps holding the piece was just a tiny ribbon attached to it.
Shazia felt somewhat shy and hugged me to cover herself. I felt very horny and began kissing her all over her face, neck, and shoulders and I slowly moved her over to the bed. We fell on bed and I hugged her tightly kissing her all over. Shazia began to resist saying, “no please…am tired… aaahhh… leave na…” She pushed me off gently and got up to go to washroom. I admired her back view now as she walked towards the washroom.
What she was wearing was a thong which only had a small narrow piece of cloth covering her ass crack. Her buttocks were exposed completely. I was completely turned on and desperate to fuck my wife now when suddenly a thought came to my mind. I remembered the instance that happened in the pub tonight. I recalled the narration that my wife said about what those college boys did to her. My mind showed me images of my wife dancing and how my wife’s buttocks would have been moving inside her dress in this red thong panty.
I remembered all those filthy statements those guys made on my wife on how they wanted my wife to be fucked by all 4 of them with their fingers inserted into her asshole. They must have targeted my wife to grope her ass particularly. Later, when they noticed that her ass was bare, they obviously could not stop touching my wife’s buttocks. I was sure that the beating and fighting would not matter to them as they would be feeling lucky to have got the opportunity to grope my wife’s fleshy buttocks. I felt my cock get erect thinking about how that guy with an erect penis would have rubbed his cock on my wife’s ass. I wondered if he tried inserting his finger into my wife like he told. I fell back on bed and closed my eyes imagining the round flesh my wife’s bare buttocks being groped by those guys.
I imagined her dancing with Mark rubbing herself on his thigh. Wearing this panty, there was no doubt that she would have felt as if her pussy was directly rubbing on Mark’s thigh. While I was immersed in these thoughts, Shazia came out of washroom, locked our bedroom, and switched off the lights. I pulled her to bed again when she came closer. I desperately kissed her and said, “please…” Shazia said, “no… what’s wrong with you… please…let’s sleep…” I saw her pick the sheets to cover herself while she lay in her bikini turned away from me. I was feeling very dissatisfied at that moment, but I did not want to force her. I lay close behind her in a hug and slept placing my hands on her belly.
I felt my bladder full and woke up in an hour around 3 AM to pee. I sat on bed and noticed that Shazia was not in bed. I thought she must be in washroom. I sat there in bed with sleepy eyes waiting for my wife to come out. After some time, when there was no noise or sign of my wife being in the bathroom, I got up and checked. She was not in bathroom. I quickly peed and came out. I saw the bedroom latch was open. Shazia has gone outside our room. I opened our bedroom door and looked outside. It was all dark except for the dim lights being on. I could not see Shazia in the kitchen or anywhere around. I suddenly spotted someone sleeping in the sofa. Since it was dark, I could not recognize from far. I went a little closer and found Robert sleeping on the sofa in living room. I wondered why was he sleeping here, but more importantly, I wondered where is my wife.
“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...”
For some reason, my wife was hitting them playfully and kept saying, “stop it…” when they kept singing this song and laughing. We reached the villa late at 1 AM. Our eyes were all heavy to get to sleep. We entered the villa and locked the main door. As we reached near our bedroom door, Shazia kissed Robert and Mark on their lips and smiled at them like how foreigners do. She then said, “good night… see you guys tomorrow…” Without responding to her saying good night, both of them just walked away climbing stairs singing that song loudly. Shazia gave a mischievous smile at them and went into our room. I was feeling very thirsty. I took an empty water bottle from the dining table and filled it for the night. I drank some water and just entered our bedroom when I stood still in shock.
Shazia was sitting on bedside and removing her sandals. She had removed her dress already and I now noticed her red lingerie that she had worn inside. It was a very tiny fashionable red satin bikini that she had worn. Shazia saw me standing still and stood up posing herself in that tiny red bikini and laughed.
As she walked towards me, I saw that the front portion of her panty was too small and was only a small piece of cloth covering her pussy minimally. The straps holding the piece was just a tiny ribbon attached to it.
Shazia felt somewhat shy and hugged me to cover herself. I felt very horny and began kissing her all over her face, neck, and shoulders and I slowly moved her over to the bed. We fell on bed and I hugged her tightly kissing her all over. Shazia began to resist saying, “no please…am tired… aaahhh… leave na…” She pushed me off gently and got up to go to washroom. I admired her back view now as she walked towards the washroom.
What she was wearing was a thong which only had a small narrow piece of cloth covering her ass crack. Her buttocks were exposed completely. I was completely turned on and desperate to fuck my wife now when suddenly a thought came to my mind. I remembered the instance that happened in the pub tonight. I recalled the narration that my wife said about what those college boys did to her. My mind showed me images of my wife dancing and how my wife’s buttocks would have been moving inside her dress in this red thong panty.
I remembered all those filthy statements those guys made on my wife on how they wanted my wife to be fucked by all 4 of them with their fingers inserted into her asshole. They must have targeted my wife to grope her ass particularly. Later, when they noticed that her ass was bare, they obviously could not stop touching my wife’s buttocks. I was sure that the beating and fighting would not matter to them as they would be feeling lucky to have got the opportunity to grope my wife’s fleshy buttocks. I felt my cock get erect thinking about how that guy with an erect penis would have rubbed his cock on my wife’s ass. I wondered if he tried inserting his finger into my wife like he told. I fell back on bed and closed my eyes imagining the round flesh my wife’s bare buttocks being groped by those guys.
I imagined her dancing with Mark rubbing herself on his thigh. Wearing this panty, there was no doubt that she would have felt as if her pussy was directly rubbing on Mark’s thigh. While I was immersed in these thoughts, Shazia came out of washroom, locked our bedroom, and switched off the lights. I pulled her to bed again when she came closer. I desperately kissed her and said, “please…” Shazia said, “no… what’s wrong with you… please…let’s sleep…” I saw her pick the sheets to cover herself while she lay in her bikini turned away from me. I was feeling very dissatisfied at that moment, but I did not want to force her. I lay close behind her in a hug and slept placing my hands on her belly.
I felt my bladder full and woke up in an hour around 3 AM to pee. I sat on bed and noticed that Shazia was not in bed. I thought she must be in washroom. I sat there in bed with sleepy eyes waiting for my wife to come out. After some time, when there was no noise or sign of my wife being in the bathroom, I got up and checked. She was not in bathroom. I quickly peed and came out. I saw the bedroom latch was open. Shazia has gone outside our room. I opened our bedroom door and looked outside. It was all dark except for the dim lights being on. I could not see Shazia in the kitchen or anywhere around. I suddenly spotted someone sleeping in the sofa. Since it was dark, I could not recognize from far. I went a little closer and found Robert sleeping on the sofa in living room. I wondered why was he sleeping here, but more importantly, I wondered where is my wife.
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All photos, GIFs, and videos are either own or derived from the internet. Credit goes to the actual owners. Most photos are from Anamika in Bingemee. Credit goes to Anamika for her photos. PM for complaint/removal of any posted content.
All photos, GIFs, and videos are either own or derived from the internet. Credit goes to the actual owners. Most photos are from Anamika in Bingemee. Credit goes to Anamika for her photos. PM for complaint/removal of any posted content.