24-10-2024, 04:09 PM
Now the story continues.. from other day Rashid her Father in law, returned.. Here i changed name of Nilofer to Noorjahan...
As the evening shadows grew longer, I found myself in the kitchen, preparing dinner for my husband and his father. The aroma of the spices filled the air, and I couldn't help but feel a peculiar mix of emotions. The intimate moments from earlier still lingered in my mind, making my cheeks flush. I glanced at Adeel as he sat at the dinner table, his eyes sparkling with mischief and excitement.
It was clear that our little secret had brought us closer, but the thought of Rashid, my father-in-law, waiting in his room upstairs made my heart race. I tried to focus on the task at hand, chopping vegetables and stirring the stew, all the while wondering what new lessons the night might hold for us.
Looking up from the simmering pot, I see Adeel's hopeful gaze, a hint of curiosity and perhaps a touch of jealousy. I swallow hard, feeling the weight of the secret that now binds us all. "Yes, Adeel, your abba is in his room. I'll take dinner up to him once it's ready," I reply, my voice a little shakier than usual.
The thought of facing Rashid after our earlier encounter makes my palms sweat. I continue stirring the curry, hoping my hubby doesn't notice my discomfort.
After serving the food to her husband and her father-in-law, Noorjahan couldn't shake the feeling that the air in the house was charged with an unspoken tension.
She climbed the stairs to Rashid's room, her heart pounding in her chest. She knocked gently on the door, and his gruff "Come in" echoed through the corridor. Entering, she found him sitting by the window, his gaze distant, stroking his beard in thought. His eyes snapped to hers as she approached with the tray, and she felt a shiver run down her spine. The room was heavy with the scent of his cologne and the unspoken knowledge of what had transpired earlier.
With the tray of steaming food in my hands, I approach Rashid's room, feeling the heat of his gaze as I enter. His eyes roam over my body, and I'm acutely aware of the power he holds over me. I place the tray on the table next to his chair, my legs trembling slightly. "Dinner is served, abba," I murmur, trying to keep my voice steady.
Adeel's eyes follow Noorjahan as she leaves the room, his mind racing with thoughts of his recent encounter with her. He's still in shock at her wanton behavior, something he had never seen in her before. A part of him feels a twinge of jealousy, but another part feels a strange sense of excitement at the idea of his mother(wife) teaching him new things. As he watches her ascend the stairs, his cock stirs with anticipation, wondering what the night will bring.
As the evening shadows grew longer, I found myself in the kitchen, preparing dinner for my husband and his father. The aroma of the spices filled the air, and I couldn't help but feel a peculiar mix of emotions. The intimate moments from earlier still lingered in my mind, making my cheeks flush. I glanced at Adeel as he sat at the dinner table, his eyes sparkling with mischief and excitement.
It was clear that our little secret had brought us closer, but the thought of Rashid, my father-in-law, waiting in his room upstairs made my heart race. I tried to focus on the task at hand, chopping vegetables and stirring the stew, all the while wondering what new lessons the night might hold for us.
Looking up from the simmering pot, I see Adeel's hopeful gaze, a hint of curiosity and perhaps a touch of jealousy. I swallow hard, feeling the weight of the secret that now binds us all. "Yes, Adeel, your abba is in his room. I'll take dinner up to him once it's ready," I reply, my voice a little shakier than usual.
The thought of facing Rashid after our earlier encounter makes my palms sweat. I continue stirring the curry, hoping my hubby doesn't notice my discomfort.
After serving the food to her husband and her father-in-law, Noorjahan couldn't shake the feeling that the air in the house was charged with an unspoken tension.
She climbed the stairs to Rashid's room, her heart pounding in her chest. She knocked gently on the door, and his gruff "Come in" echoed through the corridor. Entering, she found him sitting by the window, his gaze distant, stroking his beard in thought. His eyes snapped to hers as she approached with the tray, and she felt a shiver run down her spine. The room was heavy with the scent of his cologne and the unspoken knowledge of what had transpired earlier.
With the tray of steaming food in my hands, I approach Rashid's room, feeling the heat of his gaze as I enter. His eyes roam over my body, and I'm acutely aware of the power he holds over me. I place the tray on the table next to his chair, my legs trembling slightly. "Dinner is served, abba," I murmur, trying to keep my voice steady.
Adeel's eyes follow Noorjahan as she leaves the room, his mind racing with thoughts of his recent encounter with her. He's still in shock at her wanton behavior, something he had never seen in her before. A part of him feels a twinge of jealousy, but another part feels a strange sense of excitement at the idea of his mother(wife) teaching him new things. As he watches her ascend the stairs, his cock stirs with anticipation, wondering what the night will bring.
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