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The Pond Master-3
The next day and the day after, again I returned from job to find Jalal in
our home entertaining Meena.
In the third day as I arrived, a wave of laughter and giggles greeting me
as I entered the house.
''Hi Doki," Jalal shouted before I got to the door.
''Hey darling, how was your day?'' asked Meena.
''Hi Jalal, hi lovely. It was ok, very busy as usual. How are things here?'' I asked.
''All good Doki, my men are getting there. We'll take a look outside in a minute," Jalal replied.
''The kettle is still warm Nadir, want a coffee?'' Meena asked
Before I could answer Jalal got there first ''Go on babe'' he said cheekily.
After half a second of awkward silence, we all laughed.
I would have been lying if I said I wasn't a little bit offended.
''Forgive me, I just get a bit naughty sometimes, let's go outside and I'll show
you where we are at,'' Jalal suggested.
''Yes, you both go outside, I'll follow you out with the coffees in a minute,'' said Meena.
Jalal explained what the remaining plans were for the pond.
Meena provided the coffees as promised a minute or two later.
Jalal left not longafterwards, complimenting Meena's coffees again as he left
and suggesting he will be back to check on the work tomorrow.
After he left, I noticed Meena’s face and arms had gotten quite a bit of sun that day.
"I hope you caught some sun also on the beauties, your tits and legs also, today,” I said.
"Yes, and they caught some attention as well today. You are not angry,
I hope," Meena smiled.
"Really? Did that hard cock lads get to see you out sunbathing today?" I asked.
"Yes, sure, the crew out there caught me with the beauties of me and I gave
them the show most of the afternoon, " she giggled, "I finally felt sorry to tease them,"
“What a pity, the poor lads,” I said.
“I wanted to leave but then came their boss,” Meena giggled, “He was even more interested,
he sat to me, and I felt his hungry eyes are begging all time to have a close
up of my beauties,”.
"So, you did give him an up-close look finally?" I asked.
"Certainly not, you have to earn something like that,” she shrugged and laughed.
"I was hoping you would finally give in and allow him more than just a glance
and let him not only a close look, but even feel, kiss, lick, and suck those
beauties," I laughed.
"You are so bad Doki," she giggled.
Later Meena made dinner, and we ate outside on the decking.
''He's such nice man, a little cheeky and flirty but it's good that he's checking
the job regularly,'' said Meena.
''Yes, he seems like an honest and good guy," was all I said with a sarcastic
tone.
Meena didn't seem to notice at first but then she looked at me as if
she wanted to ask something.
“It seems you have got a new admirer,” I said.
Meena giggled but at first said nothing at first, but after a short pause she spoke:
''He told me he's 60. I would never have guessed that,'' said Meena.
''He can't be, I would have said he is almost fifty,'' I replied with disbelief.
''He lives alone. His wife died of cancer years ago. Poor guy," Meena explained.
''Come on Meena, he's not poor, he drives a Bentley car and runs a
well-functioning company. '' I argued.
''No, he owns much more than that, if you mean just material. He told me
he's got properties in the city, a ranch around the town, and a Villa in northern
Coast,'' Meena replied.
''Blimey, he is loaded!'', I said shocked.
We sat on the sofa and watched a film after having dinner.
''Jalal has been here three nights consecutively now and he arrives just
when you get home from work. I think he fancies you babe,'' I suggested.
''Behave Nadir. He's just checking the work. Before we have coffees and
you arrive, he's outside speaking to the lads," Meena looked at me and replied.
''I don't doubt he wants the job to go well, I just think he's fond of you," I said.
''Well, if he is, I don't fancy him,'' said Meena. ''I only have eyes for you," she
continued before she held my head, smiled and gave me a kiss.
''Come on Meena, he appears every day here just because of you, and I noticed
he tries to catch a Glimpse on you every moment that he finds,” I insisted.
“I don’t know, I mean I don’t believe that. He can have many beautiful women
around him and not a of all things a dry married one,” Meena shrugged and laughed.
“But I feel he wants you, obviously, I am sure that you noticed this too,” I replied.
She smiled and said, “such a nonsense,”.
I Saw it coming…
As an older man, he looked attractive and physically fit. it seemed to me that
seducing a woman, any woman cannot be very difficult for him.
He was not a highly intelligent type, but the History has shown that Meena's
interest in choosing a man as a sexual partner does not necessarily depends
on exceptional intelligence as a prerequisite.
Jala was the natural leader and charming, I realized when I saw him for the first time.
Maybe that's why my Meena seemed to like him from the beginning.
Other side she was herself not stuck-up about any of her attributes, including
her beauty, and her extremely well-education and high intelligence, being very
down-to-earth, attracting me to her even further.
Meena told me that Jalal’s wife had passed away some years earlier having been
a very unwell and sickly woman for much of her life.
Jalal felt cheated somewhat by her constant illness as they never really enjoyed
life together and, as for sex, well there never was any, at least after birth of their
only child, a boy.
His son who was 18 years old, had some psychologic problems, mentally
did not grown up well and has difficulties in social life and behaviour.
He lived in his father’s ranch half an hour outside town where we lived,
Cyrus, Jalal‘s son, had obviously only contact to some workers of ranch,
horses and dogs and other animals in ranch.
The many years that have passed after death of his wife, the old Jalal has spent
completely alone and sacrificed his life only for work and his company.
He told Meena that had some superficial and temporary relationships and sexual
experiences meanwhile.
I was very surprised that Jalal talked about very intimate things of his life,
with my wife.
He even asked her about herself and our life so long, he listened to her carefully
and asked her opinions about every possible thing.
That all showed me that something is going on there and he is very interested in her.
He was for sure captured by her irresistible stunning beauty, beauty and her
attraction.
Captured by her appearance and intelligence in combination with
her killer body.
I already noticed there was something special between them.
After we finished dinner and watched the sun go down, we both went inside.
Whilst Meena took a shower. I cleaned everything quickly before heading upstairs.
I heard the shower still running and took a peep through the small gap in the
doorway to the bathroom.
I could just about see her nude body through the steamy glass of the shower.
I had known this body for several years and seen her naked more times than
I could count yet I was still massively turned on. her shapely arse and her
perfect coconut sized breasts, her arse and her chest were two parts of her
body always got the most attention on the street and even official meetings.
''I know you're there, Nadir, come in,'' she said suddenly.
Without hesitation I stripped and joined my wife in the shower.
Afterwards, I took her to bed.
That night Meena was on fire. As she cuddled up against me her leg went
over mine and I could feel her wetness running out of her cunt.
I started licking her soppy pussy whilst she sucked my cock in a sixty-nine
position.
Then I fucked her in a missionary for several minutes, causing her to moan
and scream.
While we fucked, I couldn't help but think about Jalal and whether Meena
would enjoy being fucked by that big old man.
Her cries of pleasure felt muted, and the glow on her face seemed almost
forced. Perhaps I was going crazy, or I was already reading way too much
into her behaviour.
“Oh, baby yeah, don't stop!” she cried over and over before I withdrew and
came on her belly.
After that we lay with her in my arms before falling asleep, but I couldn't
sleep at first, I was swimming in my thoughts.
I had the feeling that things changed after our conversation.
There was definitely something strange between me and Meena.
Maybe my stupid remarks earlier had unsettled something in her mind,
maybe it had awakened something in her again, maybe she was thinking
about her and her uncle, Mansi.
To be continued…
The next day and the day after, again I returned from job to find Jalal in
our home entertaining Meena.
In the third day as I arrived, a wave of laughter and giggles greeting me
as I entered the house.
''Hi Doki," Jalal shouted before I got to the door.
''Hey darling, how was your day?'' asked Meena.
''Hi Jalal, hi lovely. It was ok, very busy as usual. How are things here?'' I asked.
''All good Doki, my men are getting there. We'll take a look outside in a minute," Jalal replied.
''The kettle is still warm Nadir, want a coffee?'' Meena asked
Before I could answer Jalal got there first ''Go on babe'' he said cheekily.
After half a second of awkward silence, we all laughed.
I would have been lying if I said I wasn't a little bit offended.
''Forgive me, I just get a bit naughty sometimes, let's go outside and I'll show
you where we are at,'' Jalal suggested.
''Yes, you both go outside, I'll follow you out with the coffees in a minute,'' said Meena.
Jalal explained what the remaining plans were for the pond.
Meena provided the coffees as promised a minute or two later.
Jalal left not longafterwards, complimenting Meena's coffees again as he left
and suggesting he will be back to check on the work tomorrow.
After he left, I noticed Meena’s face and arms had gotten quite a bit of sun that day.
"I hope you caught some sun also on the beauties, your tits and legs also, today,” I said.
"Yes, and they caught some attention as well today. You are not angry,
I hope," Meena smiled.
"Really? Did that hard cock lads get to see you out sunbathing today?" I asked.
"Yes, sure, the crew out there caught me with the beauties of me and I gave
them the show most of the afternoon, " she giggled, "I finally felt sorry to tease them,"
“What a pity, the poor lads,” I said.
“I wanted to leave but then came their boss,” Meena giggled, “He was even more interested,
he sat to me, and I felt his hungry eyes are begging all time to have a close
up of my beauties,”.
"So, you did give him an up-close look finally?" I asked.
"Certainly not, you have to earn something like that,” she shrugged and laughed.
"I was hoping you would finally give in and allow him more than just a glance
and let him not only a close look, but even feel, kiss, lick, and suck those
beauties," I laughed.
"You are so bad Doki," she giggled.
Later Meena made dinner, and we ate outside on the decking.
''He's such nice man, a little cheeky and flirty but it's good that he's checking
the job regularly,'' said Meena.
''Yes, he seems like an honest and good guy," was all I said with a sarcastic
tone.
Meena didn't seem to notice at first but then she looked at me as if
she wanted to ask something.
“It seems you have got a new admirer,” I said.
Meena giggled but at first said nothing at first, but after a short pause she spoke:
''He told me he's 60. I would never have guessed that,'' said Meena.
''He can't be, I would have said he is almost fifty,'' I replied with disbelief.
''He lives alone. His wife died of cancer years ago. Poor guy," Meena explained.
''Come on Meena, he's not poor, he drives a Bentley car and runs a
well-functioning company. '' I argued.
''No, he owns much more than that, if you mean just material. He told me
he's got properties in the city, a ranch around the town, and a Villa in northern
Coast,'' Meena replied.
''Blimey, he is loaded!'', I said shocked.
We sat on the sofa and watched a film after having dinner.
''Jalal has been here three nights consecutively now and he arrives just
when you get home from work. I think he fancies you babe,'' I suggested.
''Behave Nadir. He's just checking the work. Before we have coffees and
you arrive, he's outside speaking to the lads," Meena looked at me and replied.
''I don't doubt he wants the job to go well, I just think he's fond of you," I said.
''Well, if he is, I don't fancy him,'' said Meena. ''I only have eyes for you," she
continued before she held my head, smiled and gave me a kiss.
''Come on Meena, he appears every day here just because of you, and I noticed
he tries to catch a Glimpse on you every moment that he finds,” I insisted.
“I don’t know, I mean I don’t believe that. He can have many beautiful women
around him and not a of all things a dry married one,” Meena shrugged and laughed.
“But I feel he wants you, obviously, I am sure that you noticed this too,” I replied.
She smiled and said, “such a nonsense,”.
I Saw it coming…
As an older man, he looked attractive and physically fit. it seemed to me that
seducing a woman, any woman cannot be very difficult for him.
He was not a highly intelligent type, but the History has shown that Meena's
interest in choosing a man as a sexual partner does not necessarily depends
on exceptional intelligence as a prerequisite.
Jala was the natural leader and charming, I realized when I saw him for the first time.
Maybe that's why my Meena seemed to like him from the beginning.
Other side she was herself not stuck-up about any of her attributes, including
her beauty, and her extremely well-education and high intelligence, being very
down-to-earth, attracting me to her even further.
Meena told me that Jalal’s wife had passed away some years earlier having been
a very unwell and sickly woman for much of her life.
Jalal felt cheated somewhat by her constant illness as they never really enjoyed
life together and, as for sex, well there never was any, at least after birth of their
only child, a boy.
His son who was 18 years old, had some psychologic problems, mentally
did not grown up well and has difficulties in social life and behaviour.
He lived in his father’s ranch half an hour outside town where we lived,
Cyrus, Jalal‘s son, had obviously only contact to some workers of ranch,
horses and dogs and other animals in ranch.
The many years that have passed after death of his wife, the old Jalal has spent
completely alone and sacrificed his life only for work and his company.
He told Meena that had some superficial and temporary relationships and sexual
experiences meanwhile.
I was very surprised that Jalal talked about very intimate things of his life,
with my wife.
He even asked her about herself and our life so long, he listened to her carefully
and asked her opinions about every possible thing.
That all showed me that something is going on there and he is very interested in her.
He was for sure captured by her irresistible stunning beauty, beauty and her
attraction.
Captured by her appearance and intelligence in combination with
her killer body.
I already noticed there was something special between them.
After we finished dinner and watched the sun go down, we both went inside.
Whilst Meena took a shower. I cleaned everything quickly before heading upstairs.
I heard the shower still running and took a peep through the small gap in the
doorway to the bathroom.
I could just about see her nude body through the steamy glass of the shower.
I had known this body for several years and seen her naked more times than
I could count yet I was still massively turned on. her shapely arse and her
perfect coconut sized breasts, her arse and her chest were two parts of her
body always got the most attention on the street and even official meetings.
''I know you're there, Nadir, come in,'' she said suddenly.
Without hesitation I stripped and joined my wife in the shower.
Afterwards, I took her to bed.
That night Meena was on fire. As she cuddled up against me her leg went
over mine and I could feel her wetness running out of her cunt.
I started licking her soppy pussy whilst she sucked my cock in a sixty-nine
position.
Then I fucked her in a missionary for several minutes, causing her to moan
and scream.
While we fucked, I couldn't help but think about Jalal and whether Meena
would enjoy being fucked by that big old man.
Her cries of pleasure felt muted, and the glow on her face seemed almost
forced. Perhaps I was going crazy, or I was already reading way too much
into her behaviour.
“Oh, baby yeah, don't stop!” she cried over and over before I withdrew and
came on her belly.
After that we lay with her in my arms before falling asleep, but I couldn't
sleep at first, I was swimming in my thoughts.
I had the feeling that things changed after our conversation.
There was definitely something strange between me and Meena.
Maybe my stupid remarks earlier had unsettled something in her mind,
maybe it had awakened something in her again, maybe she was thinking
about her and her uncle, Mansi.
To be continued…
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