10-10-2024, 08:43 PM
The Pond Master-7
The game began and shortly after Meena entered the room.
She walked over to me and sat on the side of couch, one leg on the floor,
the other dangling.
Her skirt pulls up high on her thigh.
I stared at her, wanting to reach out and touch her leg.
Jalal sat back at other end of the couch, trying to pretend he is just staring
the TV, but his eyes shifted back and forth from the screen to her thighs.
I wasn't sure if she knew he is watching her so. I wondered if he now had
a pretty erection in his trousers.
"So, what's the score?" she asked.
"Nothing to nothing, right now," Jalal said, "But I think their team is
stronger and will win," and smiled at Meena.
"Nope," I say watching the TV "Looks they're punting."
Meena touched her hand to the back of my head, curling her fingers in my hair.
"Well, what do you two need?" she asked, looking at the food.
"Nothing now, honey," I said, "Thanks."
"Well, it is not true, we have everything we need except your presence
so far," he said smiling at Meena.
"Well, you guys finish that food. There's plenty more in the kitchen and my
homemade hamburger for the halftime,"Meena said and stood up.
She walked around the couch and then bendover to me from behind.
She kisses me softly demonstratively, then stood up and walked
back to the kitchen.
Jalal hadn't seen me catching him yet.
I saw his beady eyes trace Meena's sexy body.
Hell, I thought no wonder he was staring. Meena‘s legs and ass were hot
under that sexy skirt while she was constantly moving between the kitchen
and the living room to prepare our hamburger.
Between two halftimes we ate hamburgers and then the second part of the match went on.
After bringing the dishes into the kitchen, Meena came back and sat on
the arm of couch, this time facing laterally to me and Jalal, one foot
propped on the couch cushion between my knees and the other resting on
the floor.
Her legs were spread wide, and the denim skirt were pushed up high on her thighs.
Jalal sneak looked up her skirt. I guess he was getting quite a view.
I placed my hand on her thigh and rub my palm across the smooth skin.
Meena looked at me and Jalal, I was sure she knows about his secret
glances.
Then she smiled at him and stood up.
"Call if you guys need anything," she said and went back towards the
kitchen.
I noticed Jalal eyes are latched onto her as she walks away.
Meena stopped just as she reached the kitchen door and turned around
and leaned against the doorframe.
"What do you guys want for dessert?" she asked.
"As my part, anything you give me is fine, young lady," Jalal responds.
"There's some ice cream in the fridge, if that's all right?" she said and
looked smiling at Jalal.
"Oh yeah, that's perfect," Jalal said. She turned and exited the room into
the kitchen.
Jalal then turned his gaze to me and noticed that I am watching him.
I blinked briefly.
"We are men Doki, and the men love to look at beautiful women!” he
argued.
"Specially the ones as beautiful as Meena, I am used to it that other men
admire my wife and honestly that makes me proud," I said.
“Womengenerally, enjoy showing their interesting parts to men, not only
womenbut other living being and even the plants do this, naturally,
This is why the life goes on since many million years on the earth,” I
smiled and added, “I am personally, a leg man, I enjoy and admire the
legs of a beautiful woman, and my Meena has such...”. "Some women
dominate the men world with their legs, don't you think?" I laughed.
Jalal laughed and said," Damn, you're one lucky guy, Doki," he chuckled,
",to have such a beauty at home,".
"I don’t believe that I do have her, I have her love, I think," I argued,
"She doesn’t belong to somebody, yes, she is a part of me, but we are
only one in spirit, at least I hope so, otherwise we are independent to do
what we like, just as we are physically separated."
“You mean, she is free as a fairy?" he asked and smiled.
I smiled back and said, “yes, it is nice to be free and to enjoy this freedom,
aren’t you also the opinion?”
“Yes, it is very nice, also spacious from you,” He replied.
After this statement about Meena, I thought maybe I had raised his hopes
too much.
Then I tried to put it into perspective so that he wouldn’t dream and
fantasize too much, "There is one point I like to say in passing, Jalal, " I
said, "Everybody can try to approach her, Meena can press anybody to
her heart, and if this happens, I mean if she allows someone to stay in her
heart, he can experience happiness, even heaven,".
After a short pause in which I tried to observe his reaction, I added, „but if
somebody tries to push her to anything, maybe he’ll be shortly proud of
himself, but that was it, it will be his last try, believe me," then I
emphasized, “nobody should try the last train to nowhere,".
To be continued...
The game began and shortly after Meena entered the room.
She walked over to me and sat on the side of couch, one leg on the floor,
the other dangling.
Her skirt pulls up high on her thigh.
I stared at her, wanting to reach out and touch her leg.
Jalal sat back at other end of the couch, trying to pretend he is just staring
the TV, but his eyes shifted back and forth from the screen to her thighs.
I wasn't sure if she knew he is watching her so. I wondered if he now had
a pretty erection in his trousers.
"So, what's the score?" she asked.
"Nothing to nothing, right now," Jalal said, "But I think their team is
stronger and will win," and smiled at Meena.
"Nope," I say watching the TV "Looks they're punting."
Meena touched her hand to the back of my head, curling her fingers in my hair.
"Well, what do you two need?" she asked, looking at the food.
"Nothing now, honey," I said, "Thanks."
"Well, it is not true, we have everything we need except your presence
so far," he said smiling at Meena.
"Well, you guys finish that food. There's plenty more in the kitchen and my
homemade hamburger for the halftime,"Meena said and stood up.
She walked around the couch and then bendover to me from behind.
She kisses me softly demonstratively, then stood up and walked
back to the kitchen.
Jalal hadn't seen me catching him yet.
I saw his beady eyes trace Meena's sexy body.
Hell, I thought no wonder he was staring. Meena‘s legs and ass were hot
under that sexy skirt while she was constantly moving between the kitchen
and the living room to prepare our hamburger.
Between two halftimes we ate hamburgers and then the second part of the match went on.
After bringing the dishes into the kitchen, Meena came back and sat on
the arm of couch, this time facing laterally to me and Jalal, one foot
propped on the couch cushion between my knees and the other resting on
the floor.
Her legs were spread wide, and the denim skirt were pushed up high on her thighs.
Jalal sneak looked up her skirt. I guess he was getting quite a view.
I placed my hand on her thigh and rub my palm across the smooth skin.
Meena looked at me and Jalal, I was sure she knows about his secret
glances.
Then she smiled at him and stood up.
"Call if you guys need anything," she said and went back towards the
kitchen.
I noticed Jalal eyes are latched onto her as she walks away.
Meena stopped just as she reached the kitchen door and turned around
and leaned against the doorframe.
"What do you guys want for dessert?" she asked.
"As my part, anything you give me is fine, young lady," Jalal responds.
"There's some ice cream in the fridge, if that's all right?" she said and
looked smiling at Jalal.
"Oh yeah, that's perfect," Jalal said. She turned and exited the room into
the kitchen.
Jalal then turned his gaze to me and noticed that I am watching him.
I blinked briefly.
"We are men Doki, and the men love to look at beautiful women!” he
argued.
"Specially the ones as beautiful as Meena, I am used to it that other men
admire my wife and honestly that makes me proud," I said.
“Womengenerally, enjoy showing their interesting parts to men, not only
womenbut other living being and even the plants do this, naturally,
This is why the life goes on since many million years on the earth,” I
smiled and added, “I am personally, a leg man, I enjoy and admire the
legs of a beautiful woman, and my Meena has such...”. "Some women
dominate the men world with their legs, don't you think?" I laughed.
Jalal laughed and said," Damn, you're one lucky guy, Doki," he chuckled,
",to have such a beauty at home,".
"I don’t believe that I do have her, I have her love, I think," I argued,
"She doesn’t belong to somebody, yes, she is a part of me, but we are
only one in spirit, at least I hope so, otherwise we are independent to do
what we like, just as we are physically separated."
“You mean, she is free as a fairy?" he asked and smiled.
I smiled back and said, “yes, it is nice to be free and to enjoy this freedom,
aren’t you also the opinion?”
“Yes, it is very nice, also spacious from you,” He replied.
After this statement about Meena, I thought maybe I had raised his hopes
too much.
Then I tried to put it into perspective so that he wouldn’t dream and
fantasize too much, "There is one point I like to say in passing, Jalal, " I
said, "Everybody can try to approach her, Meena can press anybody to
her heart, and if this happens, I mean if she allows someone to stay in her
heart, he can experience happiness, even heaven,".
After a short pause in which I tried to observe his reaction, I added, „but if
somebody tries to push her to anything, maybe he’ll be shortly proud of
himself, but that was it, it will be his last try, believe me," then I
emphasized, “nobody should try the last train to nowhere,".
To be continued...
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