23-11-2024, 02:32 AM
Pond Master - 17
Meena’s Narration:
Meena took Friday off.
After a light breakfast, she spent her time reading and tidying up.
Around 9:30 am, her cell phone rang.
It was Jalal calling, "Hi, Meena, did you sleep well? "
"Maybe not well but enough, and you?" Meena replied.
"It was a dreamy night, I dreamed of you, thanks. What do you say if I pick you up for
lunch and we go out for pizza. I know a great pizzeria. Please, I want to see you one
last time before Doki comes back. "
After a short moment of reflection Meena answered, " But only under one
condition…"
Jalal interrupted her, " Yes, I know I'll be very good, I promise I won't say or do
anything you don't want to hear or have... Just eat and talk..."
"Okay, when are you picking me up? " Meena replied.
"Is 11:30 okay? ", Jalal clearly relieved answered.
"Yes, I'll wait for you outside,". She replied.
*
Meena was deep in thought as she got dressed and prepared to meet Jalal.
What had happened in those 5 days was not all foreseen and planned.
At least not from her side.
She just wanted to make him hungrier, to contribute more to him being more interested
in doing something erotic with her and Nadir.
She wanted to get him to the point where he would allow himself to become sexually closer
to her in Nadir's presence.
She was a little annoyed with herself for letting it go that far.
She had a red line for getting close to anyone other than her husband and now she had
clearly crossed it.
It may not have been that bad and she may not have had sex with Jalal, but she let them
get so close to having sex.
Meena wasn't angry with Jalal for that.
He liked her a lot and desired her and he would have tried to take advantage of every
opportunity to start something sexual with her.
If anything, she was angry with herself for giving her erotic feelings, her hormones
and desires too much room to play, more than was allowed.
Alcohol probably played a big role in all the embarrassing things that happened during
those Days, too.
She was too sensitive to alcohol and Jalal knew that and probably expected that after one
or two glasses of red wine, which she liked to drink, she would become more relaxed and
approachable.
The only thing that was certain now, was that Nadir should never find out what had
happened, especially in the last three days.
And then she decided, he would never find out!
*
Meena was waiting at the house door when Jalal greeted her, " Hi, you look so sexy,
young lady, " as he watched her comes out.
Jalal said to her in a very deliberate tone of voice.
Meena laughed and answered, "No, I didn't want to look sexy. I just wanted to look
nice."
"Well, you look very nice, but you also look very sexy. Actually, you look like you're
dressed to seduce me," Jalal said to her and smiled.
"Jalal, quit imagining things. And I want to look nice. Please get your head out of the
gutter. This is not a date. We're just having lunch. It's nothing more than that. Now
stop saying such things," Meena said smiling.
"Okay, I say just you look stunning!" he insisted.
"Well, thank you Mr. Noori. You look very nice yourself, " Meena giggled as she gave
him a friendly embrace.
And like the gentleman he was, Jalal opened the car door for her, and she slid into
the passenger's seat showing Jalal a lot of leg and more in the process.
She was wearing a Ribbed striped cotton over knee skirt and a red bouse.
As Jalal opened the car door and slipped into the driver’s seat, he turned to Meena
and while smiling he said, "I know Meena, I didn’t forget my promise, we're just going
to have lunch and discuss what I wanted to say, that's all. There's not going to be any
situation and there's not going to be anything to regret.", and added, "I do and say just so far
you permit, me. ", and he laughed.
"We'll see." Meena replied in a cynical tone of voice.
***
Jalal had reserved a table for them in a famous Italian pizzeria, which was not far
from his house.
After lunch in the crowded restaurant, while drinking an espresso,
Jala spoke, "Meena, I just want to suggest something, you can say yes or no.
It's very loud here and there are too many people.
I want to discuss something with you that is very important to me,
Do you want to come with me so that we can have a glass of wine in my garden
and talk? No obligation, if you don't want to then that's fine too".
Meena was curious to hear what he had to say, and it was really uncomfortable
there.
She could suggest that they go somewhere else than his place, for
example a quieter coffee house, but she trusted him that he had nothing else on
his mind and was not planning anything else.
She accepted and after paying the bill, they left for his house.
Nobody was there. His servants were shopping, he said.
Jalal offered her a glass of wine, but she refused and said that she would rather
drink a lemonade.
After a short staying in garden and drinking lemonade, while they talked about
Nadir’s arriving and his and Meena’s plans or next days, they noticed that it is
very windy outside.
Jalal suggested to go into the library and drink a second espresso.
When he got the coffee from the kitchen and sat down next to her on
the couch, Meena seemed to welcome his presence.
It seemed to Jalal that she was not disappointed or irritated at all, because
of the recent events.
That was what Jalal was afraid of and now it has calmed him down a lot to note so.
Perhaps she viewed the previous incidents between them as a natural thing that
should come at some point, Jalal thought and was happy, how it went.
He definitely didn't want to upset her and then lose her.
Meena thanked him for coffee, then leaned towards him and quickly
kissed his cheek.
In return Jalal kissed her playfully on her cheek and then her
forehead, and rubbed her back and arms.
Meena giggled at the tickling sensation of his tongue and lips,
gently nibbling at her.
The closeness of her hot body and her feminine scent were arousing
him again, Jalal felt that his long boner is arising and was afraid that
it became obvious in his trousers and would be visible to Meena.
He tried to change his sitting position.
At first Meena didn't note it, but then she noticed his restless situation.
She was thoughtful for a moment then spoke softly,
"Jalal, what do you want from me?", as she looked in his eyes.
"Meena, you are really a beautiful woman, you are so gorgeous, and
sexy... I... I can't take my eyes off you... My body's reaction to you is
telling you exactly what I Feel for you," then added,
"I don’t know how to say Meena…I…I… what do you think about me,
about us…"
"About us? What do you mean about us? Let me explain, I think you're handsome...
you're nice... you make a woman laugh...
you treat everybody well... I like your charm and casual manner too, I
mean for me you are a real male, a masculine man, I mean not
physically, only, you have to search and look for such men
nowadays... what else does a woman need? But… but…", and then
whether she wanted to say anything else, added,", and apart from this,
about our physical contact to each other, I am not happy, and I think,
even as far as we have gone so far, is also wrong, but it's not your fault,
if anyone is to blame then it's me for allowing it to occur, but I have to
be honest, my body isn't saying it's sorry... ",
" I am not one of those people who come around and start
complaining that they have been taken advantage of, because I
believe that I can prevent everything in a normal state if I take it
seriously and mean it..."
" What do you expect me to say?" Jala said sadly and stood up,
looked at her for a couple of moments, then he closed the gap
between them and hugged her gently, and whispered in her ear,
" Meena, for me nothing was a mistake, I enjoyed the moments of your
being close to me, I enjoyed your body heat, and I enjoyed your smell,
now, I accept your decision, ", and then added ", but I am sure that I have
a small space for me in your heart, and I thank you for that, even if
this is not satisfying for me, even if I am still very sad,", then he
looked at her if he searches something deep in her eyes.
" I know Jalal…" She answered again, her voice nearly cracking with
nerves.
Jalal continued, with a weak, sad voice,", but my heart and my brain
won't cooperate. For quite some time now, I've stopped thinking of
you as Doki’s wife. These days, since I saw you for first time, I see
you as a woman who I am very attracted to. But... I don't want to hurt
you, or Doki, so... if you tell me to leave... I will."
Meena's eyes looked teary "Jalal...", she said in a low wistful tone
,
while meeting his gaze.
Her look finally wandered to his strong lips. Her mind was already
set, but other parts of her body, even her heart was denying her
decision.
Meena repeated "Oh… Jalal…", her tone was different now, however,
as she lost herself within the erotic fantasy of the moment.
If he felt this, Jalal moved his head towards her at the same time then
slowly lifted Meena's head and kissed her lips.
Meena closed her eyes. Her mouth did not react. He kissed her again,
this time trying gently to open her lips. For a few seconds Meena
resisted.
But then she slowly opened for him, and Jalal slipped his tongue
inside her mouth. Gradually, she warmed to him and started sucking
on his tongue.
Slowly and gently, Meena felt his hand slide up her side to cup her
right breast over her blouse. Jalal touched her covered breast.
She did not object.
Meena suppressed a small moan of pleasure as he skilfully cupped
the flesh beneath her clothing, and felt her nipples
harden again in response, becoming just barely visible through the
thin material of the blouse she wore.
He massaged lightly, and her breathing quickened.
His long cock was hardening again, and Meena felt it.
She ground her lower body against him.
She smiled slightly to herself as she felt his penis continue to grow still
more and becoming rigid.
Meena was very proud of her breasts and had seen many times the
men admire them with their hungry eyes.
Jalal groaned in her mouth as his hands wandered back and forth
between her tits, pinching her nipples slightly.
They continued kissing for a while, Jalal's hands exploring her
breasts and butt freely.
Eventually he tried his luck and slowly brought a hand towards
her crotch, but she quickly pushed it away and pulled back from the
kiss.
Jalal cursed himself internally before noticing the cheeky look in
Meena's eyes as she bit her lip pensively. "Not now, maybe someday
soon though."
"That's ok, whenever you're ready," Jalal said understandingly, being
very aware of Meena's inhibitions because of her husband, Nadir,
and did not want her to feel guilty.
Moreover, he remembered Nadir's advice that he should not force her
to do anything.
Jalal wanted to win her over right away but knew that it would be the
last time she even met him.
He honestly thought himself lucky to be able to do as much as he did
with a married young wife, as gorgeous as Meena. Jalal was pleased
that Meena had come this far with him and allowed him to do so.
He thought that he absolutely had to be patient, he was sure that his
time would come and it would not be late, that he would be able to
reap the fruits of his patience.
Then after a short pause he thought for a moment and looked into
her face, then if he had decided, he said, " I have to confess
something, it is still a secret for many who know me, but soon I am
leaving our homeland country.
I am about to sell everything. Here, in this country, it is getting more
difficult to work every day. I have big problems here and you
probably know it is not easy.
I will be emigrating to the USA in the near future, perhaps in 2-3
months.
Everything is organized and I am just waiting to sell my property,
everything I have here. The country house and ranch have been sold;
Tahir is the new owner. This house is being kept for my son if he
wants to come back here.
My only other wish and hope: I want a woman, or more precisely, just
you, as my woman and companion, and what I said before about you
getting released from Doki was somehow and somewhat serious.
Of course and it's clear if you want me too and if you can imagine
living and a life in the USA,...
I am convinced from what I have learned about you that you are more
interested in your academic career than in your financial interests.
I will satisfy you as much as I can in both respects; I will sacrifice
everything in my power to ensure that you achieve your goals in
life…
Another thing, I know that you are a very feminine, young, hot-blooded and
strong erotically oriented woman, you have your body demands, hormones
and natural desires and I understand that completely.
I am an older man, and I am not that selfish, I am not a dreamer who wants
to own you and have you only for myself. I can't lie to myself, and that's why
I don't expect 100% loyalty and fidelity from you.
If you even want to be my wife, I will not even dream of having you for
myself forever.
You would have hundred percent freedom to choose one or more
Lovers, where and how you want.", he took a pause and thought.
It looked like he is thinking if he had spoken everything what he wanted
to say, then added, ", and take your time, you don't have to answer now,
I'm still here and you can consider everything and decide until the last
moment, but remember that I... that I love you very much and think about
what you can get from me, my love and my life and my property."
Meena was very impressed. ‘He actually chose her!
Just her, and no one else but her! God, he was so handsome!’ She thought.
She found herself seated in his royal carriage, right in front of him.
Looking up she found him smiling to her: " Please Meena... You are without doubt
the most beautiful creature I have ever laid eyes on,", ",I am much older Meena,
I am not sexy for some even unattractive and dull and not boyfriend material
for many, but feeling you, kissing you, so sweet and soft, so natural and smooth
and unexpected that you are, reminded me that no matter what I had been
through, there was still that spark buried somewhere inside me.
It was like I had woken up, Meena and for that I thank, ".
Now she was emotionally very excited, she looked at him so if he was the
handsomest man she's ever seen.
She tried to smile through her teary haze whilst her heart shrank with anticipation.
She felt her nipples harden is tight buds.
She felt a tightening in her inner stomach, and she tried to look a bit braver than
she felt inside when he touched her small hand and lifted it to his lips
saying " You will join me some day. "
Finally, it was time, she couldn’t hold back and asked, "May I kiss you, Jalal?
Just one time more? ".
She had been asked that many times by some men, she also had not been asked,
and kissed, by a few men.
Now Meena felt so powerful being the one to ask for consent before she moved in.
She knew he would say yes, but that moment before felt really tender and respectful.
And just then, he leaned forward and kissed her lips again. Warm, masculine lips were
Meena’s heart started pounding heavily.
Jalal felt her quiver beneath his touch, but he wanted to comfort her, he had have to ease
her at this moment...
His tongue delved her mouth slowly and Meena parted her lips willingly and welcomed
him.
She kissed him back instantly and she nibbled his lower lip, she thought for a moment
he was captivating.
This was enough encouragement for Jalal, he sucked her tongue sensually.
Their kiss was just initially soft or romantic.
Just shortly after, it was demanding, passionate and possessive.
He kisses her as if he wants to devour her and she felt moisture run from her pussy.
It was so difficult for her to control her voice and stay silent after he lifted her and
settled her in his lap without moving his lips from hers.
She gasped again and he drew his head to catch his breath.
They were both heaving with lust for each other.
Their eyes locked together then trailed kissed down her throat...
slow, tantalizing kisses that made her pussy ache, this was an alien feeling to her,
this man was affecting her, changing her, and she only knew him for a few
days.
But again her conscience and reason were there, ‘Do you know who this man is?
This is your enemy?
You belong to Nadir, you love Nadir; this man is changing you.’
‘Wake up, you'd never let any man touch you like this.’
‘Draw back Meena, draw back!’ Meena thought.
She couldn't comply with her conscience, this was too good, and she wanted
him to continue...
But she gasped and pulled back abruptly with her eyes widened in comprehension.
"Sorry my sweet, I got carried away, again, I had promised, but. you must be
very annoyed," Jalal said.
She nodded and he, surprisingly, pulled her head to his chest and whispered in
her ear: "lovely, you're lovely, very lovely, so very lovely... ".
She felt a tightening in her inner stomach, and she tried to look a bit braver
than she felt inside when he touched her small hand and lifted it to his
lips saying, " You will join me some day, ", then he kissed her soft hand feverishly.
Meena leaned back and tried to find her normal breathing again and started,
" well, Jalal, you wanted an answer from me, listen, then,".
She looked in his eyes and saw his waiting look and continued, ", I am
so sorry, I beg you to understand this. I don’t need time to decide.
I am not free Jalal, I have a man, a husband who loves me and I love
him over everything. I don't want to do something that I regret later
or be ashamed of later,", then she added, " It is a pity that we are
going to lose you, but this, here is my home and my life and my love lives here,
no way that I leave this life and him... Surely in normal circumstances
this would be an incredible offer for any woman including me, in my
position but as I said... I hope you understand me…
I thank you for your trust and I am proud that you chose me. ", then after a short
moment she went on, " Please do not make this more complicated, than how it is.
I like you and one day perhaps you can have me, but not as my husband or
even my life partner… But just as a man or a friend whom I like very much
and I am ready to get closer to him, mentally or physically…".
They were both silent for one minute. Everyone in his or her thoughts.
Then Meena stood up. ", now it is high time, I have to go home, my husband
is coming soon and I have to sort out a few things at home, ".
Jala thought for a moment then said, "I understand Meena and still I don't
want to lose you.
By the way, I have a small gift for you".
Then he took a small package from his bedroom.
It was a small box beautifully wrapped in gift paper and gave it to Meena
and said... " You can use it whenever you want, whether I am there or not...
But if I am not there when you put it on, at least I hope you think about me… "
***
On the way and even when they were at the door of her home, they didn't
talk much.
When they were there Meena turned to him before getting out, leaned
towards him and kissed him on his cheek briefly and spoke
" Don’t forget Jalal, we stay friends and as I said perhaps soon more… and
I like you and I know how you feel about me... This is very important for me,
please call me. "
Jalal answered, " Yes, of course I will call you, you won't get rid of me that easily and quickly, ",
he laughed and added, " And you don't forget your promises about
country travel and the ranch. I'm really looking forward to having you there with
me for a longer period of time."
"No, certainly not, I will talk to him, and I would very much like to, you know..."
Meena answered and got out.
*
At home, in her bedroom, before getting dressed, Meena opened the gift
box, it was a pink coloured, very sexy but elegant lingerie set....
She smiled, packed it up again and hid it behind her things in her
closet.
To be continued…
Meena’s Narration:
Meena took Friday off.
After a light breakfast, she spent her time reading and tidying up.
Around 9:30 am, her cell phone rang.
It was Jalal calling, "Hi, Meena, did you sleep well? "
"Maybe not well but enough, and you?" Meena replied.
"It was a dreamy night, I dreamed of you, thanks. What do you say if I pick you up for
lunch and we go out for pizza. I know a great pizzeria. Please, I want to see you one
last time before Doki comes back. "
After a short moment of reflection Meena answered, " But only under one
condition…"
Jalal interrupted her, " Yes, I know I'll be very good, I promise I won't say or do
anything you don't want to hear or have... Just eat and talk..."
"Okay, when are you picking me up? " Meena replied.
"Is 11:30 okay? ", Jalal clearly relieved answered.
"Yes, I'll wait for you outside,". She replied.
*
Meena was deep in thought as she got dressed and prepared to meet Jalal.
What had happened in those 5 days was not all foreseen and planned.
At least not from her side.
She just wanted to make him hungrier, to contribute more to him being more interested
in doing something erotic with her and Nadir.
She wanted to get him to the point where he would allow himself to become sexually closer
to her in Nadir's presence.
She was a little annoyed with herself for letting it go that far.
She had a red line for getting close to anyone other than her husband and now she had
clearly crossed it.
It may not have been that bad and she may not have had sex with Jalal, but she let them
get so close to having sex.
Meena wasn't angry with Jalal for that.
He liked her a lot and desired her and he would have tried to take advantage of every
opportunity to start something sexual with her.
If anything, she was angry with herself for giving her erotic feelings, her hormones
and desires too much room to play, more than was allowed.
Alcohol probably played a big role in all the embarrassing things that happened during
those Days, too.
She was too sensitive to alcohol and Jalal knew that and probably expected that after one
or two glasses of red wine, which she liked to drink, she would become more relaxed and
approachable.
The only thing that was certain now, was that Nadir should never find out what had
happened, especially in the last three days.
And then she decided, he would never find out!
*
Meena was waiting at the house door when Jalal greeted her, " Hi, you look so sexy,
young lady, " as he watched her comes out.
Jalal said to her in a very deliberate tone of voice.
Meena laughed and answered, "No, I didn't want to look sexy. I just wanted to look
nice."
"Well, you look very nice, but you also look very sexy. Actually, you look like you're
dressed to seduce me," Jalal said to her and smiled.
"Jalal, quit imagining things. And I want to look nice. Please get your head out of the
gutter. This is not a date. We're just having lunch. It's nothing more than that. Now
stop saying such things," Meena said smiling.
"Okay, I say just you look stunning!" he insisted.
"Well, thank you Mr. Noori. You look very nice yourself, " Meena giggled as she gave
him a friendly embrace.
And like the gentleman he was, Jalal opened the car door for her, and she slid into
the passenger's seat showing Jalal a lot of leg and more in the process.
She was wearing a Ribbed striped cotton over knee skirt and a red bouse.
As Jalal opened the car door and slipped into the driver’s seat, he turned to Meena
and while smiling he said, "I know Meena, I didn’t forget my promise, we're just going
to have lunch and discuss what I wanted to say, that's all. There's not going to be any
situation and there's not going to be anything to regret.", and added, "I do and say just so far
you permit, me. ", and he laughed.
"We'll see." Meena replied in a cynical tone of voice.
***
Jalal had reserved a table for them in a famous Italian pizzeria, which was not far
from his house.
After lunch in the crowded restaurant, while drinking an espresso,
Jala spoke, "Meena, I just want to suggest something, you can say yes or no.
It's very loud here and there are too many people.
I want to discuss something with you that is very important to me,
Do you want to come with me so that we can have a glass of wine in my garden
and talk? No obligation, if you don't want to then that's fine too".
Meena was curious to hear what he had to say, and it was really uncomfortable
there.
She could suggest that they go somewhere else than his place, for
example a quieter coffee house, but she trusted him that he had nothing else on
his mind and was not planning anything else.
She accepted and after paying the bill, they left for his house.
Nobody was there. His servants were shopping, he said.
Jalal offered her a glass of wine, but she refused and said that she would rather
drink a lemonade.
After a short staying in garden and drinking lemonade, while they talked about
Nadir’s arriving and his and Meena’s plans or next days, they noticed that it is
very windy outside.
Jalal suggested to go into the library and drink a second espresso.
When he got the coffee from the kitchen and sat down next to her on
the couch, Meena seemed to welcome his presence.
It seemed to Jalal that she was not disappointed or irritated at all, because
of the recent events.
That was what Jalal was afraid of and now it has calmed him down a lot to note so.
Perhaps she viewed the previous incidents between them as a natural thing that
should come at some point, Jalal thought and was happy, how it went.
He definitely didn't want to upset her and then lose her.
Meena thanked him for coffee, then leaned towards him and quickly
kissed his cheek.
In return Jalal kissed her playfully on her cheek and then her
forehead, and rubbed her back and arms.
Meena giggled at the tickling sensation of his tongue and lips,
gently nibbling at her.
The closeness of her hot body and her feminine scent were arousing
him again, Jalal felt that his long boner is arising and was afraid that
it became obvious in his trousers and would be visible to Meena.
He tried to change his sitting position.
At first Meena didn't note it, but then she noticed his restless situation.
She was thoughtful for a moment then spoke softly,
"Jalal, what do you want from me?", as she looked in his eyes.
"Meena, you are really a beautiful woman, you are so gorgeous, and
sexy... I... I can't take my eyes off you... My body's reaction to you is
telling you exactly what I Feel for you," then added,
"I don’t know how to say Meena…I…I… what do you think about me,
about us…"
"About us? What do you mean about us? Let me explain, I think you're handsome...
you're nice... you make a woman laugh...
you treat everybody well... I like your charm and casual manner too, I
mean for me you are a real male, a masculine man, I mean not
physically, only, you have to search and look for such men
nowadays... what else does a woman need? But… but…", and then
whether she wanted to say anything else, added,", and apart from this,
about our physical contact to each other, I am not happy, and I think,
even as far as we have gone so far, is also wrong, but it's not your fault,
if anyone is to blame then it's me for allowing it to occur, but I have to
be honest, my body isn't saying it's sorry... ",
" I am not one of those people who come around and start
complaining that they have been taken advantage of, because I
believe that I can prevent everything in a normal state if I take it
seriously and mean it..."
" What do you expect me to say?" Jala said sadly and stood up,
looked at her for a couple of moments, then he closed the gap
between them and hugged her gently, and whispered in her ear,
" Meena, for me nothing was a mistake, I enjoyed the moments of your
being close to me, I enjoyed your body heat, and I enjoyed your smell,
now, I accept your decision, ", and then added ", but I am sure that I have
a small space for me in your heart, and I thank you for that, even if
this is not satisfying for me, even if I am still very sad,", then he
looked at her if he searches something deep in her eyes.
" I know Jalal…" She answered again, her voice nearly cracking with
nerves.
Jalal continued, with a weak, sad voice,", but my heart and my brain
won't cooperate. For quite some time now, I've stopped thinking of
you as Doki’s wife. These days, since I saw you for first time, I see
you as a woman who I am very attracted to. But... I don't want to hurt
you, or Doki, so... if you tell me to leave... I will."
Meena's eyes looked teary "Jalal...", she said in a low wistful tone
,
while meeting his gaze.
Her look finally wandered to his strong lips. Her mind was already
set, but other parts of her body, even her heart was denying her
decision.
Meena repeated "Oh… Jalal…", her tone was different now, however,
as she lost herself within the erotic fantasy of the moment.
If he felt this, Jalal moved his head towards her at the same time then
slowly lifted Meena's head and kissed her lips.
Meena closed her eyes. Her mouth did not react. He kissed her again,
this time trying gently to open her lips. For a few seconds Meena
resisted.
But then she slowly opened for him, and Jalal slipped his tongue
inside her mouth. Gradually, she warmed to him and started sucking
on his tongue.
Slowly and gently, Meena felt his hand slide up her side to cup her
right breast over her blouse. Jalal touched her covered breast.
She did not object.
Meena suppressed a small moan of pleasure as he skilfully cupped
the flesh beneath her clothing, and felt her nipples
harden again in response, becoming just barely visible through the
thin material of the blouse she wore.
He massaged lightly, and her breathing quickened.
His long cock was hardening again, and Meena felt it.
She ground her lower body against him.
She smiled slightly to herself as she felt his penis continue to grow still
more and becoming rigid.
Meena was very proud of her breasts and had seen many times the
men admire them with their hungry eyes.
Jalal groaned in her mouth as his hands wandered back and forth
between her tits, pinching her nipples slightly.
They continued kissing for a while, Jalal's hands exploring her
breasts and butt freely.
Eventually he tried his luck and slowly brought a hand towards
her crotch, but she quickly pushed it away and pulled back from the
kiss.
Jalal cursed himself internally before noticing the cheeky look in
Meena's eyes as she bit her lip pensively. "Not now, maybe someday
soon though."
"That's ok, whenever you're ready," Jalal said understandingly, being
very aware of Meena's inhibitions because of her husband, Nadir,
and did not want her to feel guilty.
Moreover, he remembered Nadir's advice that he should not force her
to do anything.
Jalal wanted to win her over right away but knew that it would be the
last time she even met him.
He honestly thought himself lucky to be able to do as much as he did
with a married young wife, as gorgeous as Meena. Jalal was pleased
that Meena had come this far with him and allowed him to do so.
He thought that he absolutely had to be patient, he was sure that his
time would come and it would not be late, that he would be able to
reap the fruits of his patience.
Then after a short pause he thought for a moment and looked into
her face, then if he had decided, he said, " I have to confess
something, it is still a secret for many who know me, but soon I am
leaving our homeland country.
I am about to sell everything. Here, in this country, it is getting more
difficult to work every day. I have big problems here and you
probably know it is not easy.
I will be emigrating to the USA in the near future, perhaps in 2-3
months.
Everything is organized and I am just waiting to sell my property,
everything I have here. The country house and ranch have been sold;
Tahir is the new owner. This house is being kept for my son if he
wants to come back here.
My only other wish and hope: I want a woman, or more precisely, just
you, as my woman and companion, and what I said before about you
getting released from Doki was somehow and somewhat serious.
Of course and it's clear if you want me too and if you can imagine
living and a life in the USA,...
I am convinced from what I have learned about you that you are more
interested in your academic career than in your financial interests.
I will satisfy you as much as I can in both respects; I will sacrifice
everything in my power to ensure that you achieve your goals in
life…
Another thing, I know that you are a very feminine, young, hot-blooded and
strong erotically oriented woman, you have your body demands, hormones
and natural desires and I understand that completely.
I am an older man, and I am not that selfish, I am not a dreamer who wants
to own you and have you only for myself. I can't lie to myself, and that's why
I don't expect 100% loyalty and fidelity from you.
If you even want to be my wife, I will not even dream of having you for
myself forever.
You would have hundred percent freedom to choose one or more
Lovers, where and how you want.", he took a pause and thought.
It looked like he is thinking if he had spoken everything what he wanted
to say, then added, ", and take your time, you don't have to answer now,
I'm still here and you can consider everything and decide until the last
moment, but remember that I... that I love you very much and think about
what you can get from me, my love and my life and my property."
Meena was very impressed. ‘He actually chose her!
Just her, and no one else but her! God, he was so handsome!’ She thought.
She found herself seated in his royal carriage, right in front of him.
Looking up she found him smiling to her: " Please Meena... You are without doubt
the most beautiful creature I have ever laid eyes on,", ",I am much older Meena,
I am not sexy for some even unattractive and dull and not boyfriend material
for many, but feeling you, kissing you, so sweet and soft, so natural and smooth
and unexpected that you are, reminded me that no matter what I had been
through, there was still that spark buried somewhere inside me.
It was like I had woken up, Meena and for that I thank, ".
Now she was emotionally very excited, she looked at him so if he was the
handsomest man she's ever seen.
She tried to smile through her teary haze whilst her heart shrank with anticipation.
She felt her nipples harden is tight buds.
She felt a tightening in her inner stomach, and she tried to look a bit braver than
she felt inside when he touched her small hand and lifted it to his lips
saying " You will join me some day. "
Finally, it was time, she couldn’t hold back and asked, "May I kiss you, Jalal?
Just one time more? ".
She had been asked that many times by some men, she also had not been asked,
and kissed, by a few men.
Now Meena felt so powerful being the one to ask for consent before she moved in.
She knew he would say yes, but that moment before felt really tender and respectful.
And just then, he leaned forward and kissed her lips again. Warm, masculine lips were
Meena’s heart started pounding heavily.
Jalal felt her quiver beneath his touch, but he wanted to comfort her, he had have to ease
her at this moment...
His tongue delved her mouth slowly and Meena parted her lips willingly and welcomed
him.
She kissed him back instantly and she nibbled his lower lip, she thought for a moment
he was captivating.
This was enough encouragement for Jalal, he sucked her tongue sensually.
Their kiss was just initially soft or romantic.
Just shortly after, it was demanding, passionate and possessive.
He kisses her as if he wants to devour her and she felt moisture run from her pussy.
It was so difficult for her to control her voice and stay silent after he lifted her and
settled her in his lap without moving his lips from hers.
She gasped again and he drew his head to catch his breath.
They were both heaving with lust for each other.
Their eyes locked together then trailed kissed down her throat...
slow, tantalizing kisses that made her pussy ache, this was an alien feeling to her,
this man was affecting her, changing her, and she only knew him for a few
days.
But again her conscience and reason were there, ‘Do you know who this man is?
This is your enemy?
You belong to Nadir, you love Nadir; this man is changing you.’
‘Wake up, you'd never let any man touch you like this.’
‘Draw back Meena, draw back!’ Meena thought.
She couldn't comply with her conscience, this was too good, and she wanted
him to continue...
But she gasped and pulled back abruptly with her eyes widened in comprehension.
"Sorry my sweet, I got carried away, again, I had promised, but. you must be
very annoyed," Jalal said.
She nodded and he, surprisingly, pulled her head to his chest and whispered in
her ear: "lovely, you're lovely, very lovely, so very lovely... ".
She felt a tightening in her inner stomach, and she tried to look a bit braver
than she felt inside when he touched her small hand and lifted it to his
lips saying, " You will join me some day, ", then he kissed her soft hand feverishly.
Meena leaned back and tried to find her normal breathing again and started,
" well, Jalal, you wanted an answer from me, listen, then,".
She looked in his eyes and saw his waiting look and continued, ", I am
so sorry, I beg you to understand this. I don’t need time to decide.
I am not free Jalal, I have a man, a husband who loves me and I love
him over everything. I don't want to do something that I regret later
or be ashamed of later,", then she added, " It is a pity that we are
going to lose you, but this, here is my home and my life and my love lives here,
no way that I leave this life and him... Surely in normal circumstances
this would be an incredible offer for any woman including me, in my
position but as I said... I hope you understand me…
I thank you for your trust and I am proud that you chose me. ", then after a short
moment she went on, " Please do not make this more complicated, than how it is.
I like you and one day perhaps you can have me, but not as my husband or
even my life partner… But just as a man or a friend whom I like very much
and I am ready to get closer to him, mentally or physically…".
They were both silent for one minute. Everyone in his or her thoughts.
Then Meena stood up. ", now it is high time, I have to go home, my husband
is coming soon and I have to sort out a few things at home, ".
Jala thought for a moment then said, "I understand Meena and still I don't
want to lose you.
By the way, I have a small gift for you".
Then he took a small package from his bedroom.
It was a small box beautifully wrapped in gift paper and gave it to Meena
and said... " You can use it whenever you want, whether I am there or not...
But if I am not there when you put it on, at least I hope you think about me… "
***
On the way and even when they were at the door of her home, they didn't
talk much.
When they were there Meena turned to him before getting out, leaned
towards him and kissed him on his cheek briefly and spoke
" Don’t forget Jalal, we stay friends and as I said perhaps soon more… and
I like you and I know how you feel about me... This is very important for me,
please call me. "
Jalal answered, " Yes, of course I will call you, you won't get rid of me that easily and quickly, ",
he laughed and added, " And you don't forget your promises about
country travel and the ranch. I'm really looking forward to having you there with
me for a longer period of time."
"No, certainly not, I will talk to him, and I would very much like to, you know..."
Meena answered and got out.
*
At home, in her bedroom, before getting dressed, Meena opened the gift
box, it was a pink coloured, very sexy but elegant lingerie set....
She smiled, packed it up again and hid it behind her things in her
closet.
To be continued…
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