Adultery My Loving Hotwife Meena

[Salir]

Sparrows and Sparrowhawks – 6 (IV)



Nadir ‘s Narration:

"Well, I'm tired and for the first time today you made the right decision to leave the party," Meena said and 

went up the stairs, even though it wasn't that late. 

I sensed a certain anger in the air. But I thought, why? I was just trying to calm the situation down, to have a bit of fun 

and get everything under control again.

I went upstairs a little later and when I got to the bedroom, she was already in bed reading her book, and 

when I got back from the bathroom, she was still reading. I said softly, “Meena, baby...”.

She looked at me with tired gaze and spoke, “Can we speak tomorrow, Nadir?”, she whispered and turned 

off the light.


I stood still in the darkness, but I knew she could see me. I could see her as always, her face was to see in 

the beams of moonlight. Then she closed her eyes, but I was sure she is still not sleeping. 

I lay down and closed my eyes, too. 


In the morning when I opened my eyes and looked at the clock on the bedside table, I noticed that it was late for me. 

I immediately thought that it was Saturday, and we had the day off. 

Meena was no longer in bed, and I didn't hear anything from the bathroom. She was probably in the gym, I thought.

My thoughts went back to the party, what happened there and afterwards, and then other thoughts and 

questions came up. Did I do everything right? Meena was a little outraged, in the car and at home too, but 

why? Yes, I was a little under the influence of beer, but otherwise everything was fine.

It didn't take more than a few short minutes after my waking up, that Meena entered and called out good morning. She came to me, 

kissed me on my lips and said, "Wake up sleepyhead, breakfast is ready.".


At breakfast, we first talked about the weather, and I asked her if we should do something today, she 

answered, yes, we do something. But then came a for me shocking question, she asked me, "Will you call 

Cyrus for me later? You still have his business card, I guess."

I was speechless for a moment. Okay, what is she planning? What does she want from the boy? Does she 

want to play along with my fantasies? Without restraint and resistance? so spontaneous? 

Before, I wasn't sure that I had done something wrong last night. That I had gone too far and maybe hurt 

her with my out loud thoughts and ideas and words. Maybe it would have been more sensible and logical 

for me to get angry about what had happened and defend her honour. But for me, that was just a silly game of a 

stupid, cheeky teenager and my inclinations got just coincidental involved. 

I was just using the situation to benefit my fantasies, just like that and nothing more. And now she wants to talk to him? 

What is she planning? Is she really doing what I suggested so playfully?

I didn't have to think much, because Meena must have noticed how my eyes were all misty and distant, my 

head swimming in some fantasy, as she continued, speaking in a low and solemn voice.

"It is possible. When I think about it, I think I am ready and able to fulfill your wish. It is safe here with us, 

have you wanted to? Or? That's all I am saying, I'll do it."

"You serious?" I asked. She was giving me the keys, asking me to turn on the engine. Meena looked in 

my eyes and nodded.

"Do you want to talk to him?" I knew right away that my question was very stupid. 

Meena looked at me and answered with a smile, "What else can I do over the phone? Or should I make a video call 

and strip for him?", "Are you still in party dream Nadir?", "Look, you were the one asking for this. And I'm being serious 

here. I'm saying I would do it, for you and for us, as a team, as a couple. It's on you now to make it happen, 

Nadir. Do you want me to play with Cyrus? Say yes and we'll do it. So what's it going to be?"

I was in so much shock that it took a few seconds for my brain to realize that it might actually happen. This 

was it. 

How do you respond to a question like that? How on earth was I supposed to give my consent to my 

loving wife rubbing some shitty kid's cock or do more with him? What do you say? 

My cock was throbbing again in my pants. Something had gotten again into me, something not natural, and it felt good. 

I looked into Meena's beautiful, enchanting eyes.

"Yes. I... I think I want it..." My voice was merely a gasp at this point.

Meena's face flashed with mixed emotions, but she was not more so unsure as always in such situations, 

she nodded and I could tell I was sure that her pulse quickened.

"You asked for it and you get it, baby.", she said.

“Okay, I‘ll get his number later,”, I spoke.

“You’ll call him later and speak to him, Nadir. We are going to invite him to us, as soon as possible. 

Even today, if he has the time and feels like, would be quite appropriate," Meena said if she had decided 

It and no questions or doubts should come after that.

"Why me to call him and not you, that might be what he wants...", I wanted to test her seriousness.

“You've messed this up, you have to eat it all”, Was her answer, “No, you call him,”.

I tried to calm down and somehow manage the situation, "Are you really interested? I mean what I said last 

night was just...".

Meena interrupted me, “Look Nadir, why not?”, "This is a great opportunity, we have to take advantage of 

it, I want it... I want it and I'm sure I'll enjoy a little erotic play and maybe even more than a little...with a very 

young, good-looking man. This is just a game…".

She looked in my eyes and added, “I admit, thinking about it makes me hot and horny… He is a right 

person to play, right fellow for our games, don’t you agree? please…”. Then she leaned towards me and 

lightly kissed my lips.

I looked at my coffee mug and thought about what I was going to say to the guy. Should I say he can come 

to our place in the evening and show his thing to my wife or let her play with it?! I felt like I was somehow in 

a trap. A self-made trap.

I knew Meena and knew that she was serious. But from her behaviour I wasn't sure what her goal was, she 

wanted obviously to go down that path and get involved with the kid and apparently had no problems with 

that. But I wasn't sure if she wanted to punish me because in her opinion last evening I didn't assess right 

and react correctly to the situation, the way she expected. Maybe she felt that I had left her alone, but was 

it really that bad? Did I take the events too lightly after drinking a glass more beer?

It could be different, I hoped. Maybe she really thought, ‘it is okay, I'll have some fun with the boy and let 

Nadir has his fun too. I'll fulfil his wishes as always and play his game and get some benefit from it.’ 

In my deepest ego, I hoped that this was really how it was meant to be, this second scenario, and not a 

revenge from her on me, to punish me. 

Ultimately, I wanted everyone to have fun without complications. I was sure, in the end, I was the one who 

won the most. In the end, I had my Meena just for me again, and there will be no consequences if she goes 

along with it, gladly and willingly. 


About half past eleven, just before I get the phone number of Cyrus to call him, Farzan called.

He told me that he wanted to know if he is allowed to give our home phone number to Cyrus, because he 

asked for it. And second, Tahir invited us for next weekend in his farm. I answered him that he should pass 

along the phone number, and about the invitation from Tahir, I asked Meena while she was in the Kitchen. She 

answered if I like we can accept the invitation. I told Farzan that we have nothing planned and will be happy to go to 

Tahir. He said hopefully the weather will be better and we can spend more time outside.

After finishing talking to Farzan, I told Meena that Cyrus demanded to have our phone number and 

probably he would call. With that Meena stood up but before leaving the room, and said, “Yes, I would like 

to speak to him too,” and she left the dining room.


An hour later the phone rang and as I expected, it was Cyrus.

Cyrus: Hi Doc., sorry for the disturbing, I wanted to apologize because of last night. I mean, I want not only 

you but also Meena to forgive me. I was a little drunk and maybe made some stupid comments, I'm sorry.

Me.: Okay, thank you. Yes, it was a stupid situation, I accept your apology, but wait a moment, you can 

talk to Meena yourself.

I didn't want to tell him anything about the invitation because I wasn't sure that it was really Meena's final 

decision.


Meena’s Narration:

Meena: Hi Cyrus. 

Cyrus: Hi Meena, I am really sorry, what I said and how I behaved... I mean, yes, you are a very beautiful woman, 

that's true and is my opinion, but my other ...

Meena: I understand you, Cyrus and accept your apology. You are young and you say what you think, it is 

not bad but you have to be careful with whom you speak.

Cyrus: Then are we friends? You are not more angry on me?

Meena: No, I am not. You gave us your phone number and you told us, actually you told me you wanted to meet…

Cyrus: Really? Do you want to meet…

Meena: Yes, if you like and you have time then you can come to us today afternoon. Actually, Nadir is not 

Home, he has to work. You can visit me if your girlfriend doesn’t mind you visiting an older woman alone.

Cyrus: No, no I have no girlfriends. I… I am so happy. I’ll come to you. When is right?

Meena: Okay… let me look… Around four o’clock. Is this okay for you?

Cyrus: Yes, sure… Any time you want... I am so happy to meet you again, Meena.

Meena: See you then.

Cyrus: Bye.


When Meena stopped talking on the phone, she had a smile on her face. 

Nadir stood there with her the whole time, a meter away, listening curiously. Then he asked immediately and 

somewhat nervously, "Did I hear correctly, you want me to leave while he's here?".

"Yes, but that's what you wanted too, right? You wanted me to meet someone when you weren't around, remember? 

I'll tell you what happened and what we have done, then, later. Isn't that okay with you? Or you have changed your 

mind, baby?" Meena answered very calmly and left for kitchen.

Nadir followed her, “Can I stay in my study?”, he asked carefully.

Meena turned to him with a serious expression, "Nadir, you have to know what you want, one day you say 

that I should meet alone and maybe have sex with another guy and then tell you and the next day you want 

to be there, or watch us on your cameras! That's what you're trying to achieve Nadir, watch me today having sex 

with him on camera, right?".

Nadir was outraged and pale in the face. He didn't feel good. He even had a feeling that he was being 

betrayed, although he knew that what she was planning was his will.

"Okay, okay, I'll go to the guest house when he gets there, okay?" He asked and went into the living room.

Meena didn't answer, she just said, "The food will be ready in half an hour.”

Nadir wanted to go to his study, and just said, "It's okay, I'll come down then." and walked towards the 

stairs.


After lunch as they sat together to drink coffee, Nadir asked Meena, "Meena, are you trying to punish me?".

She looked at him with big eyes and said, "Why should I punish you; I love you, how can you say such a 

thing?".

"I don't know, I have a feeling, maybe because of yesterday's incident at the party...". , he shook his head.

"No baby, that's forgotten. He, Cyrus, called and apologized. I was a little annoyed but now I'm calm and I 

just want to do what you wish... One only does that if he or she loves someone more than anything, and I 

do so, I love you more than anything and anybody in the world. Well, sometimes I'm irritated that you go a little 

too far but what's the point? I love you and we decide together on everything we do. If I'm against a suggestion

 or idea of yours, I'll definitely say it, if it's too much for me or I think it's not my style, then I'll tell you but 

otherwise, I'll do what you want.”,”, Just one thing Nadir... I only want one thing; I want that when you 

decide for something or some activity, then you accept the consequences, to assume the responsibility for 

its consequences, is the only proviso ... That's the only thing I want from you,", “, you can now 

say that you have decided that you don't want me to meet him, I will accept that, but you also have to 

accept that I don't want to have any contact with him or anybody else for your game. 

It's not that I'm that enthusiastic about this kid, but it's just too much for me that you change your mind so 

often and want something different every day. I also have my limits.”

Then she stood up and went to him and sat on his lap and kissed him long and deeply. He felt his cock 

moving and when he got a semi-erection, Meena felt it too. Nadir tried to stroke her pussy with his free 

hand over her pants. She giggled, reached for his hand to take it away and murmured in his ear, "Darling, 

just wait, I'm not allowed to do anything with you otherwise I won't have enough energy for the boy, you 

can't have me until he's gone... Now, I have to prepare myself for the young Casanova".


Meena was upstairs in the bathroom for a long time getting ready, and then after changing she came down 

to the living room to me.

She looked stunning, Nadir didn’t think he had seen her so sexy that often in recent times. 

short dark red skirt, about a hand's breadth above the knee, and a shirt that was sheer – light transparent and 

revealing that made her hard full breasts look not just incredible, but mind blowing! And above all, she 

was wearing a bra with half shaped cups that just partly covered her tits and her areoles were almost 

visible. She had on lipstick, the colour of her skirt. The intoxicating aroma of her perfume filled the whole room.

Nadir stood up; He was speechless. His cock suddenly jumped to life. 

"How do I look?" Meena asked. He stammered stupidly while she beamed her beautiful smile. "Not too 

revealing?" she asked, running her palms seductively over her chest and flicking her tongue in a artistry 

erotic way.

"No. no… Not at all.", these were only words he could spend.

He wanted to hug and kiss her, but she pulled back and said, "Not baby, otherwise my lipstick 

will smear and then I'll have to go upstairs again,”. Still, Nadir couldn’t hold back, he sprung at her and 

grabbed her boobs making her squeal and laugh. She started fighting him off but her nipples betrayed her 

enjoyment. Nadir loved her breasts, and Meena had incredibly sensitive breasts and playing with her 

nipples were always a very easy way for him to make her horny.

"God… Nadir, don't..." she gasped, her knees buckling. She playfully shoved his chest. "I've just spent an 

hour doing my make-up - wha... is your dick hard?" she beamed, grabbing him through his pants. 

"You look so amazing, baby, I cant't stand it!" Nadir told her. And she really did. Nadir added, "Come on. Wait!

Please Meena, look at me!" Nadir begged, pulling his cock out of his trousers. She looked at it for a long moment, 

considering. She wanted to drop to her knees then and there, he could tell. Her nipples were standing firmly to attention; 

very visible through the transparent shirt. Nadir moved again to kiss her but Meena flinched away - "My lipstick!" she laughed. 

Nadir pouted dejectedly. "Here. You can have my tongue." Lasciviously she stuck her tongue out as far as it would go and Nadir 

playfully sucked on it, careful not to touch her dark red lipstick. Her breasts were perfect and she let him play with them for a 

minute while she caressed his aching hard prick.

"Okay. That's enough for now." Meena said, pushing him off, breaking his heart. But before she let go of his cock, she leaned down 

and slowly licked the tip, jamming her little pointed tongue as far into the slit as she could before licking carefully around its head. 

"There. That's enough for now. It is going to be late." she spun away, leaving Nadir propped there with his erect cock in the air out 

of pants. Then she continued, “Okay, if you stop, you are allowed to stay in your study and watch us, I'll go to the guest house 

with him, but just this time as an exception. Next time, you 'll be really not around. But take your cell phone too, 

maybe you need to call me, if I touch my ear, then please call me, you don't have to talk, I just want it to ring for me. 

I want just to be safe, is that okay?"

Nadir just nodded, standing there and looking at her beauty. 


Shortly after, they heard the doorbell ring, Nadir checked the door camera and first saw Cyrus and then 

behind him his Bentley Continental, his car that his father left behind, for him. 

Nadir pressed the button and then rushed to the stairs.

Meena went out towards the garden gate. Cyrus was already standing inside, in front of the door, waiting.

He smiled and said, “Hi Meena,”.

Meena kissed him on the cheek and said, “Hi Cyrus, come in,”.


To be continued…