14-01-2025, 10:21 PM
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Sparrows and Sparrowhawks – 2 (I)
Nadir’s Narration:
On Thursday, after the operation on his mother, which went very well for me as her surgeon, I had
a conversation with Shahin. He was a little disappointed in me but after I apologized, he admitted
that in retrospect he had no bad feelings towards me. He said that he was also married and old
enough to understand that there can often be such differences of opinion and dangerous
situations between married couples. Meena is a very intelligent woman and apart from her other
advantages as an incredibly attractive woman, she also has a diplomatic way of getting the best
out of every situation for herself and the person she cares about and loves.
He said, "You are very lucky, Nadir. She is a rare beauty, and her behaviour is unique in this crazy
world. You have to be very careful. If you keep making mistakes, you must not think that
everything will always be fine. People can change. Personally, I would be happy if she changed
her mind about you. Believe me, I will jump in any moment," and he winked and laughed, "and I'm
sure, it's not just me... Be sure that she has countless silent admirers waiting for your mistakes...".
Friday Tahir contacted me by phone and said that Saturday, the other guests of his birthday party
would be leaving late at the evening or early Sunday morning and he would like to invite us to stay
longer if we can. Apart from that, we should not forget Mitra, to tell her that she is also invited to
the party.
I said that I could stay longer because I only have an outpatient shift on Monday and could leave it
to a colleague or assistant doctor, but Meena would have to decide, and he should also ask
Meena about Mitra whether she can or wants to stay longer. Then I asked him, how many guests
are invited, he replied that there were about twenty-four persons and that he would call Meena
specifically, and ask her about staying longer.
In the evening when I came home, Meena informed me that she had spoken to Tahir and said that
she could take Monday off and there was nothing against our staying longer, so, until Monday at
his ranch. She said that unfortunately Mitra has to go back on Sunday because of her work
commitments.
At the evening before Saturday, we talked and loved each other in the moonlight room before
falling sleep. Long just touching and then trying to bring the other one to a climax,
from my side by my sensitive touching and stroking and caressing, all over her body, with tongue,
and fingers. I was successful. Unfortunately, I wasn't ready yet for a proper penetration, although I
could feel how much desire there was.
She could still make me ejaculate, by stroking and touching, also with hands and tongue...
But we both seemed to be satisfied.
It seemed we feel very glad and optimistic about us, and by Meena's willingness to be patient at
Least trying to help me. For me her understanding that we need time, was good enough.
Sometimes this night, I had the feeling that I would be ready in the next moment, but unfortunately
it didn't get that far. It was but generally for sure every time was better than before. Sometimes, it
came up and just as quickly disappeared.
On Saturday, she got up earlier. When I opened my eyes, I saw she had finished her physical
exercise session. I waited and stayed lying in bed and watched her.
She was kicking off her sneakers, and began undoing her shoulder length hair from the ponytail
It had been in as she walked toward me, a crooked little grin and a gleam in her eye, just slightly
shy of perfectly sculpted, and at the moment very sweaty woman I was so fortunate to have in my
life. At 33, Meena looked, felt, smelled and moved like someone ten years younger.
"Hey, good morning sleepyhead," she said, wrapping her arms around me.
"Hey stinky,", I answered.
Meena leaned close and breathed in deep through her nose. "Sure, it's not you?"
she said, looking up all serious in the eyes but still smirking.
"Probably is mine, you are right, with you it's a good stench, as always!", I grinned.
"Stench?" she said, smothering her face in my admittedly still wet t-shirt. "Mmm, I like your
stench better than mine,", she said.
"Well, I like your stench better than mine too," I replied.
We grinned at each other.
We set off after lunch on Saturday. Mitra wanted to go back on Sunday and drive in a car and we
met at Tahir's ranch. Our only acquaintances at Tahir's party were his girlfriend, Sara, his
childhood friend, Farzan and Jalal's son, Cyrus.
There were a rather East Asian couple, probably she was 40 to 45 and he in his 45 to 50 years
old. He was of medium height with thick, black hair, looked fit and muscular. and she was like most
typical Asian, thin but not too small. Her name was Mei and his name was Li. She was a medium
height for an Asian woman, slim and pretty. They were both in charge of the service and food and
taking care of the guests. Tahir later took me and Meena aside and spoke to us and told us that
these couple had only recently arrived in the country and were not actually tourists but immigrants
from an Asian country and were politically persecuted.
They don't have much financial backing, and Tahir found a job for husband. He is an architect but
currently has a job as a night watchman. She is a physiotherapist and can also cook well.
Unfortunately, they don't have a house and have spent a lot of time with him but because of Li’s
work they have to stay in the city. Tahir said he knows that we have a guest home in our house
and then he asked if we could help them temporarily for a while, until things are better financially
for them, and they be able to move out. Tahis emphasized that he would help them, but he needs
time. And said they could pay a small amount for our help.
Meena looked at me and immediately replied, "I don't mind in principle if it will help them, what
do you think Nadir?" I said, "It's clear that we want to help, the poor people...".
Meena continued, ", and they doesn’t need to think about paying, this will be for free,“.
Tahir was very happy that we decided so quickly and without hesitation and thanked us. I said
we also have to thank him and admire him for being so kind and generous to those who need
help.
Then Tahir introduced us to the Asian couple and informed them about our offer of help. They were
both very happy and almost wanted to kiss our hand!
Li wasn't too talkative, unlike his wife, Mei. You couldn't read him. He, was a bit taciturn and
maybe too serious.
I thought that is probably because of their past and difficult life in their home country. He was the
kind of guy who didn't trust the others.
She was different. She often smiled, tried to make contact with the others and talked and asked a
lot of questions.
We talked about the situation and how we should make their stay with us pleasant for both sides,
and agreed that they would move into our guest house the weekend. We had planned that they
could also use the kitchen during the day, while we were not at home.
Everything else they needed for a temporary stay was available in the guest house.
You could say the party was a success. There was a lot of laughter, drinking, eating and dancing
and my impression was that all the guests were very happy.
Meena danced a lot, especially with Farzan, who was also a good and interested dancer. This
time, he often chatted with Meena and showed interest in her. It seemed to me that he was much
friendlier this time. Mitra didn't dance much, but she did talk to a lot of people and made contact.
Basically, I had more Mitra with me than Meena, who often chatted with Tahir and Farzan in
addition to dancing.
The majority of guests left late in the evening. Some left early morning or early afternoon on
Sunday. Also Farzen, Mitra and Sara had to work the next day.
To be continued...
Nadir’s Narration:
On Thursday, after the operation on his mother, which went very well for me as her surgeon, I had
a conversation with Shahin. He was a little disappointed in me but after I apologized, he admitted
that in retrospect he had no bad feelings towards me. He said that he was also married and old
enough to understand that there can often be such differences of opinion and dangerous
situations between married couples. Meena is a very intelligent woman and apart from her other
advantages as an incredibly attractive woman, she also has a diplomatic way of getting the best
out of every situation for herself and the person she cares about and loves.
He said, "You are very lucky, Nadir. She is a rare beauty, and her behaviour is unique in this crazy
world. You have to be very careful. If you keep making mistakes, you must not think that
everything will always be fine. People can change. Personally, I would be happy if she changed
her mind about you. Believe me, I will jump in any moment," and he winked and laughed, "and I'm
sure, it's not just me... Be sure that she has countless silent admirers waiting for your mistakes...".
Friday Tahir contacted me by phone and said that Saturday, the other guests of his birthday party
would be leaving late at the evening or early Sunday morning and he would like to invite us to stay
longer if we can. Apart from that, we should not forget Mitra, to tell her that she is also invited to
the party.
I said that I could stay longer because I only have an outpatient shift on Monday and could leave it
to a colleague or assistant doctor, but Meena would have to decide, and he should also ask
Meena about Mitra whether she can or wants to stay longer. Then I asked him, how many guests
are invited, he replied that there were about twenty-four persons and that he would call Meena
specifically, and ask her about staying longer.
In the evening when I came home, Meena informed me that she had spoken to Tahir and said that
she could take Monday off and there was nothing against our staying longer, so, until Monday at
his ranch. She said that unfortunately Mitra has to go back on Sunday because of her work
commitments.
At the evening before Saturday, we talked and loved each other in the moonlight room before
falling sleep. Long just touching and then trying to bring the other one to a climax,
from my side by my sensitive touching and stroking and caressing, all over her body, with tongue,
and fingers. I was successful. Unfortunately, I wasn't ready yet for a proper penetration, although I
could feel how much desire there was.
She could still make me ejaculate, by stroking and touching, also with hands and tongue...
But we both seemed to be satisfied.
It seemed we feel very glad and optimistic about us, and by Meena's willingness to be patient at
Least trying to help me. For me her understanding that we need time, was good enough.
Sometimes this night, I had the feeling that I would be ready in the next moment, but unfortunately
it didn't get that far. It was but generally for sure every time was better than before. Sometimes, it
came up and just as quickly disappeared.
On Saturday, she got up earlier. When I opened my eyes, I saw she had finished her physical
exercise session. I waited and stayed lying in bed and watched her.
She was kicking off her sneakers, and began undoing her shoulder length hair from the ponytail
It had been in as she walked toward me, a crooked little grin and a gleam in her eye, just slightly
shy of perfectly sculpted, and at the moment very sweaty woman I was so fortunate to have in my
life. At 33, Meena looked, felt, smelled and moved like someone ten years younger.
"Hey, good morning sleepyhead," she said, wrapping her arms around me.
"Hey stinky,", I answered.
Meena leaned close and breathed in deep through her nose. "Sure, it's not you?"
she said, looking up all serious in the eyes but still smirking.
"Probably is mine, you are right, with you it's a good stench, as always!", I grinned.
"Stench?" she said, smothering her face in my admittedly still wet t-shirt. "Mmm, I like your
stench better than mine,", she said.
"Well, I like your stench better than mine too," I replied.
We grinned at each other.
We set off after lunch on Saturday. Mitra wanted to go back on Sunday and drive in a car and we
met at Tahir's ranch. Our only acquaintances at Tahir's party were his girlfriend, Sara, his
childhood friend, Farzan and Jalal's son, Cyrus.
There were a rather East Asian couple, probably she was 40 to 45 and he in his 45 to 50 years
old. He was of medium height with thick, black hair, looked fit and muscular. and she was like most
typical Asian, thin but not too small. Her name was Mei and his name was Li. She was a medium
height for an Asian woman, slim and pretty. They were both in charge of the service and food and
taking care of the guests. Tahir later took me and Meena aside and spoke to us and told us that
these couple had only recently arrived in the country and were not actually tourists but immigrants
from an Asian country and were politically persecuted.
They don't have much financial backing, and Tahir found a job for husband. He is an architect but
currently has a job as a night watchman. She is a physiotherapist and can also cook well.
Unfortunately, they don't have a house and have spent a lot of time with him but because of Li’s
work they have to stay in the city. Tahir said he knows that we have a guest home in our house
and then he asked if we could help them temporarily for a while, until things are better financially
for them, and they be able to move out. Tahis emphasized that he would help them, but he needs
time. And said they could pay a small amount for our help.
Meena looked at me and immediately replied, "I don't mind in principle if it will help them, what
do you think Nadir?" I said, "It's clear that we want to help, the poor people...".
Meena continued, ", and they doesn’t need to think about paying, this will be for free,“.
Tahir was very happy that we decided so quickly and without hesitation and thanked us. I said
we also have to thank him and admire him for being so kind and generous to those who need
help.
Then Tahir introduced us to the Asian couple and informed them about our offer of help. They were
both very happy and almost wanted to kiss our hand!
Li wasn't too talkative, unlike his wife, Mei. You couldn't read him. He, was a bit taciturn and
maybe too serious.
I thought that is probably because of their past and difficult life in their home country. He was the
kind of guy who didn't trust the others.
She was different. She often smiled, tried to make contact with the others and talked and asked a
lot of questions.
We talked about the situation and how we should make their stay with us pleasant for both sides,
and agreed that they would move into our guest house the weekend. We had planned that they
could also use the kitchen during the day, while we were not at home.
Everything else they needed for a temporary stay was available in the guest house.
You could say the party was a success. There was a lot of laughter, drinking, eating and dancing
and my impression was that all the guests were very happy.
Meena danced a lot, especially with Farzan, who was also a good and interested dancer. This
time, he often chatted with Meena and showed interest in her. It seemed to me that he was much
friendlier this time. Mitra didn't dance much, but she did talk to a lot of people and made contact.
Basically, I had more Mitra with me than Meena, who often chatted with Tahir and Farzan in
addition to dancing.
The majority of guests left late in the evening. Some left early morning or early afternoon on
Sunday. Also Farzen, Mitra and Sara had to work the next day.
To be continued...
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