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The next morning, Hina woke up with a sense of satisfaction that was quickly overshadowed by the dull ache between her legs. As she swung them over the side of the bed, she winced at the tenderness. The sheets were sticky with their combined juices, a testament to their passionate night. She forced herself to stand, her pussy feeling swollen and sore. Each step she took towards the kitchen was a delicate dance, her muscles protesting with every movement.
When she entered the kitchen, she was met with the tantalizing aroma of frying eggs and toast. Nageena, dressed in a simple cotton salwar kameez that clung to her figure, was busy at the stove. Her long, dark hair was pulled back into a bun, showcasing her elegant neck. The sight of her stirred a different kind of hunger in Adnan, one that had been building since the moment he laid eyes on her. Hina took a deep breath, pushing aside the twinge of jealousy that stabbed at her heart.
Nageena looked over her shoulder and offered a warm smile, her eyes sparkling mischievously. "Good morning, madam," she said sweetly. "You look like you had quite a night. Why don't you sit and let me serve you breakfast?"
Hina felt a flush rise in her cheeks, but she nodded, taking a seat at the kitchen table. Her eyes couldn't help but stray to Nageena's firm, round ass as she moved around the kitchen, her hips swaying gently. Nageena had noticed her gaze and took it as a silent nod of approval for the previous night's events. She winked at Hina, adding an extra flirtatious sway to her step.
"Your husband had quite the appetite last night," Nageena said, her voice dripping with innuendo. She placed a plate of steaming food in front of Hina. "I hope you don't mind if I indulge in a bit of that...energy today."
Hina's heart skipped a beat, unsure how to respond. She took a deep breath, trying to compose herself. "As long as you keep it to yourself," she managed, her voice wavering slightly.
Nageena chuckled, setting a cup of tea before Hina with a gentle smile. "Madam, you don't have to worry. I'm quite the discreet one."
The tension in the room was palpable, but Hina couldn't ignore the thrill that coursed through her at the thought of Adnan's desire for Nageena. It was a heady feeling, knowing she had the power to give him what he wanted while also maintaining control.
"What do you have in mind?" Hina asked, her voice steady despite the racing of her heart.
Nageena's smile grew sly. "Just a little something to keep the spark alive," she replied, her eyes flicking down to Hina's chest. "I've noticed how he looks at you, and I think I know just how to make sure his eyes are on you."
With that, she turned back to the stove, giving Hina a moment to process her words. The maid's intent was clear; she was willing to play along with Hina's plan. The thought of Nageena working to drive Adnan wild for her was surprisingly thrilling.
As Hina took a tentative sip of her tea, she couldn't help but recall the previous night's passionate encounter. The way Adnan had taken her with such force, his desire for Nageena only heightening his own arousal, had been an unexpected turn-on. The pain she had felt was a stark reminder of how much she had missed the intensity of their early days together.
"Madam, I couldn't help but hear the...noises coming from your room last night," Nageena began, a hint of playfulness in her voice. "After four years of marriage, I'm surprised you're still so vocal."
Hina took a deep breath, her cheeks coloring slightly. She had never been one to shy away from her sexuality, but discussing it with the maid was a new experience. "Adnan has always had a way of bringing it out of me," she said with a coy smile. "But last night was...special."
Nageena raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Oh?"
"Yes," Hina said with a knowing smile, "his cock is... rather substantial." She took a bite of her toast, watching as the maid's cheeks flushed with interest. "Nine inches of pure pleasure," she added with a wink.
Nageena's eyes grew wide with disbelief, and she let out a low whistle. "Madam, that's..." she trailed off, searching for the right word. "Impressive," she finally settled on, her eyes lingering on Hina's breasts, which seemed to have swelled with pride at the revelation.
"Indeed it is," Hina said with a smug smile, taking another sip of her tea. "But it's not just the size. It's the way he uses it, the way he makes me feel." She paused, her gaze drifting to the floor. "But I know you've caught him looking at you, Nageena. I've seen the way he ogles your breasts when he thinks no one's watching."
Last night he fucked me 3 times after having sight of your deep cleavage. I love my husband and he wants you in bed.
Nageena's eyes widened, her heart racing at the suggestion. She had long ago resigned herself to the occasional furtive glances from Adnan, but to be the center of such a bold proposition was something she had never anticipated.
"Madam," she began, her voice a mix of shock and excitement, "I... I do find your husband quite handsome. But..."
Hina leaned in, her eyes gleaming with a mischievous spark. "But what, Nageena?" she prodded. "Don't be shy. I know you've noticed him. And I know you've wondered what it would be like to have him all to yourself."
Nageena's cheeks burned as she nodded shyly. "Yes, Madam," she admitted. "I... I do like Adnan Sahib."
Hina's smile grew wider. "Good," she purred. "Because I have a little task for you today, Nageena." She leaned back in her chair, her own breasts pushing against the fabric of her nightie. "I want you to wear something...revealing." She paused, her gaze dropping to the maid's chest. "I want him to see what he's missing when he looks at you."
Nageena's heart raced as she nodded. "Yes, Madam." She had always felt a pull towards Adnan, a magnetic attraction she had never dared to act on. Now, it seemed she had been handed the perfect opportunity to indulge in her desires.
"Good," Hina said, her voice dropping to a seductive purr. "Today, you will wear something that will drive him wild with desire." She stood, her body aching deliciously from the previous night's activities. "I want you to wear that low-cut blouse I gave you last month, the one that shows off your lovely cleavage. And that short skirt that makes your legs look like they go on for miles."
Nageena's eyes widened, and she nodded eagerly. She had been saving that particular outfit for a special occasion, but this was more than she could have ever hoped for. She hurried to her room, her mind racing with the possibilities of what was to come. As she slipped into the tight blouse, her breasts spilling out of the neckline, she felt a thrill of excitement. The skirt was even shorter than she remembered, and she knew that with every bend and turn she made, she would be offering Adnan a glimpse of her firm, round ass.
Hina waited impatiently, her own arousal building at the thought of what was to come. When Nageena finally emerged from the bedroom, she couldn't help but let out a low whistle. The maid looked absolutely stunning, her beauty and sexuality on full display. "Perfect," Hina murmured, her eyes raking over Nageena's body.
Nageena's cheeks flushed with excitement and a hint of nervousness as she approached the table. The tight blouse she wore showcased her ample cleavage, the fabric straining with every breath she took. Her skirt was indeed short, revealing just enough of her smooth, caramel-colored thighs to leave Hina and Adnan eager for more.
Hina's eyes lit up at the sight of her handiwork, her plan coming to fruition. She grabbed her phone from the counter and opened the camera app. "Let's take a selfie," she said with a mischievous grin, gesturing for Nageena to lean in.
The maid's heart pounded in her chest as she leaned closer, her breasts pressing against Hina's. The camera captured their reflection in the dresser mirror, showing off the tantalizing view of Nageena's deep cleavage and Hina's own half-bare breasts. Hina's hand slid around Nageena's waist, her thumb idly stroking the soft, exposed skin just above the waistband of her skirt.
With a wicked smile, she snapped the photo, the flash illuminating their faces for a brief moment. Nageena's eyes were wide, a mix of excitement and fear, while Hina's held a smoldering intensity that made it clear she was in charge.
Hina took a moment to admire the image on her screen, her pulse quickening at the sight of their bodies entwined. With a flick of her wrist, she sent the photo to Adnan on WhatsApp, along with a simple message: "Good morning, darling. I hope this starts your day off right."
Her phone buzzed almost immediately, and she couldn't resist the urge to check his response. The picture that appeared on her screen was even more provocative than she had anticipated; a selfie of Adnan in the bathroom, his boxers tented with a very obvious erection. The sight of it made her own pussy throb, remembering the feel of him from the night before. The message attached read, "I see what you mean by 'spicing things up'. You've outdone yourself, my love."
Hina couldn't help but chuckle at his enthusiasm. She knew that seeing Nageena dressed to seduce would push him over the edge. She sent him a quick text, "Just wait until you see her in person," along with a winking emoji.
#4
The next morning, Hina woke up with a sense of satisfaction that was quickly overshadowed by the dull ache between her legs. As she swung them over the side of the bed, she winced at the tenderness. The sheets were sticky with their combined juices, a testament to their passionate night. She forced herself to stand, her pussy feeling swollen and sore. Each step she took towards the kitchen was a delicate dance, her muscles protesting with every movement.
When she entered the kitchen, she was met with the tantalizing aroma of frying eggs and toast. Nageena, dressed in a simple cotton salwar kameez that clung to her figure, was busy at the stove. Her long, dark hair was pulled back into a bun, showcasing her elegant neck. The sight of her stirred a different kind of hunger in Adnan, one that had been building since the moment he laid eyes on her. Hina took a deep breath, pushing aside the twinge of jealousy that stabbed at her heart.
Nageena looked over her shoulder and offered a warm smile, her eyes sparkling mischievously. "Good morning, madam," she said sweetly. "You look like you had quite a night. Why don't you sit and let me serve you breakfast?"
Hina felt a flush rise in her cheeks, but she nodded, taking a seat at the kitchen table. Her eyes couldn't help but stray to Nageena's firm, round ass as she moved around the kitchen, her hips swaying gently. Nageena had noticed her gaze and took it as a silent nod of approval for the previous night's events. She winked at Hina, adding an extra flirtatious sway to her step.
"Your husband had quite the appetite last night," Nageena said, her voice dripping with innuendo. She placed a plate of steaming food in front of Hina. "I hope you don't mind if I indulge in a bit of that...energy today."
Hina's heart skipped a beat, unsure how to respond. She took a deep breath, trying to compose herself. "As long as you keep it to yourself," she managed, her voice wavering slightly.
Nageena chuckled, setting a cup of tea before Hina with a gentle smile. "Madam, you don't have to worry. I'm quite the discreet one."
The tension in the room was palpable, but Hina couldn't ignore the thrill that coursed through her at the thought of Adnan's desire for Nageena. It was a heady feeling, knowing she had the power to give him what he wanted while also maintaining control.
"What do you have in mind?" Hina asked, her voice steady despite the racing of her heart.
Nageena's smile grew sly. "Just a little something to keep the spark alive," she replied, her eyes flicking down to Hina's chest. "I've noticed how he looks at you, and I think I know just how to make sure his eyes are on you."
With that, she turned back to the stove, giving Hina a moment to process her words. The maid's intent was clear; she was willing to play along with Hina's plan. The thought of Nageena working to drive Adnan wild for her was surprisingly thrilling.
As Hina took a tentative sip of her tea, she couldn't help but recall the previous night's passionate encounter. The way Adnan had taken her with such force, his desire for Nageena only heightening his own arousal, had been an unexpected turn-on. The pain she had felt was a stark reminder of how much she had missed the intensity of their early days together.
"Madam, I couldn't help but hear the...noises coming from your room last night," Nageena began, a hint of playfulness in her voice. "After four years of marriage, I'm surprised you're still so vocal."
Hina took a deep breath, her cheeks coloring slightly. She had never been one to shy away from her sexuality, but discussing it with the maid was a new experience. "Adnan has always had a way of bringing it out of me," she said with a coy smile. "But last night was...special."
Nageena raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Oh?"
"Yes," Hina said with a knowing smile, "his cock is... rather substantial." She took a bite of her toast, watching as the maid's cheeks flushed with interest. "Nine inches of pure pleasure," she added with a wink.
Nageena's eyes grew wide with disbelief, and she let out a low whistle. "Madam, that's..." she trailed off, searching for the right word. "Impressive," she finally settled on, her eyes lingering on Hina's breasts, which seemed to have swelled with pride at the revelation.
"Indeed it is," Hina said with a smug smile, taking another sip of her tea. "But it's not just the size. It's the way he uses it, the way he makes me feel." She paused, her gaze drifting to the floor. "But I know you've caught him looking at you, Nageena. I've seen the way he ogles your breasts when he thinks no one's watching."
Last night he fucked me 3 times after having sight of your deep cleavage. I love my husband and he wants you in bed.
Nageena's eyes widened, her heart racing at the suggestion. She had long ago resigned herself to the occasional furtive glances from Adnan, but to be the center of such a bold proposition was something she had never anticipated.
"Madam," she began, her voice a mix of shock and excitement, "I... I do find your husband quite handsome. But..."
Hina leaned in, her eyes gleaming with a mischievous spark. "But what, Nageena?" she prodded. "Don't be shy. I know you've noticed him. And I know you've wondered what it would be like to have him all to yourself."
Nageena's cheeks burned as she nodded shyly. "Yes, Madam," she admitted. "I... I do like Adnan Sahib."
Hina's smile grew wider. "Good," she purred. "Because I have a little task for you today, Nageena." She leaned back in her chair, her own breasts pushing against the fabric of her nightie. "I want you to wear something...revealing." She paused, her gaze dropping to the maid's chest. "I want him to see what he's missing when he looks at you."
Nageena's heart raced as she nodded. "Yes, Madam." She had always felt a pull towards Adnan, a magnetic attraction she had never dared to act on. Now, it seemed she had been handed the perfect opportunity to indulge in her desires.
"Good," Hina said, her voice dropping to a seductive purr. "Today, you will wear something that will drive him wild with desire." She stood, her body aching deliciously from the previous night's activities. "I want you to wear that low-cut blouse I gave you last month, the one that shows off your lovely cleavage. And that short skirt that makes your legs look like they go on for miles."
Nageena's eyes widened, and she nodded eagerly. She had been saving that particular outfit for a special occasion, but this was more than she could have ever hoped for. She hurried to her room, her mind racing with the possibilities of what was to come. As she slipped into the tight blouse, her breasts spilling out of the neckline, she felt a thrill of excitement. The skirt was even shorter than she remembered, and she knew that with every bend and turn she made, she would be offering Adnan a glimpse of her firm, round ass.
Hina waited impatiently, her own arousal building at the thought of what was to come. When Nageena finally emerged from the bedroom, she couldn't help but let out a low whistle. The maid looked absolutely stunning, her beauty and sexuality on full display. "Perfect," Hina murmured, her eyes raking over Nageena's body.
Nageena's cheeks flushed with excitement and a hint of nervousness as she approached the table. The tight blouse she wore showcased her ample cleavage, the fabric straining with every breath she took. Her skirt was indeed short, revealing just enough of her smooth, caramel-colored thighs to leave Hina and Adnan eager for more.
Hina's eyes lit up at the sight of her handiwork, her plan coming to fruition. She grabbed her phone from the counter and opened the camera app. "Let's take a selfie," she said with a mischievous grin, gesturing for Nageena to lean in.
The maid's heart pounded in her chest as she leaned closer, her breasts pressing against Hina's. The camera captured their reflection in the dresser mirror, showing off the tantalizing view of Nageena's deep cleavage and Hina's own half-bare breasts. Hina's hand slid around Nageena's waist, her thumb idly stroking the soft, exposed skin just above the waistband of her skirt.
With a wicked smile, she snapped the photo, the flash illuminating their faces for a brief moment. Nageena's eyes were wide, a mix of excitement and fear, while Hina's held a smoldering intensity that made it clear she was in charge.
Hina took a moment to admire the image on her screen, her pulse quickening at the sight of their bodies entwined. With a flick of her wrist, she sent the photo to Adnan on WhatsApp, along with a simple message: "Good morning, darling. I hope this starts your day off right."
Her phone buzzed almost immediately, and she couldn't resist the urge to check his response. The picture that appeared on her screen was even more provocative than she had anticipated; a selfie of Adnan in the bathroom, his boxers tented with a very obvious erection. The sight of it made her own pussy throb, remembering the feel of him from the night before. The message attached read, "I see what you mean by 'spicing things up'. You've outdone yourself, my love."
Hina couldn't help but chuckle at his enthusiasm. She knew that seeing Nageena dressed to seduce would push him over the edge. She sent him a quick text, "Just wait until you see her in person," along with a winking emoji.
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