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Nadir's Narration:
On Tuesday, we had much to do at work.
Apart from the daily work, nothing special happened.
When I came home in the afternoon, Meena was swimming, and I sat with her at the pond and drank a beer and watched her and admired her beauty.
On Wednesday at breakfast, Meena asked if she should go for a coffee with Jalal after work?
I asked, "Have you already arranged that?"
Meena replied, "Yes, we talked about it on Sunday as he called, just go to a coffee house for a short while, he's going away again and will be back for a short time then, after he returns. He had to change his plans at shortly and leave early for another country because of his green card … A sudden change of planned program.”
"Oh, okay, then do you have something planned, just coffee?" And I smiled.
"Yes, I promise, just coffee. I won't strive for your yesterday's fantasies and daydreams," she answered giggling.
"You liked my daydreams too, didn't you?" I looked at her and winked.
"You know my honest answer! I showed you yesterday if I liked it, didn't I?" She giggled.
"Would you be intimate with him again if the opportunity arose?" I asked.
"Not without your hundred percent consent and your presence," she answered seriously.
"That wasn't my question, I wanted to know if you would like to?" I insisted.
"What do you want to know Nadir? Am I horny for him and am I going to sleep and have sex with him if I'm alone with him? I like him as a friend and he in my opinion a decent person, I know that you think so too. He is not my ideal person for sex, I have always said that about him, but I've done it and would do it, only, just be careful what I say, only for your sake … I don't need him and I'm not horny for him or anyone else, but I like him as a friend." Meena said.
"It makes me happy and calms me down, my pretty wife, my horny wife is ready to fulfil my wishes," I laughed.
Meena slapped me on my arm and said, "Don't be so crazy and do not be so sure, Nadir, who knows what I'll do at the last moment if the opportunity arises!" and giggled.
"Horrible, do you want to triage me into madness and make me insecure again You're driving me crazy," I said.
"If it means you'll pay more attention to me, then of course I will…" she continued to giggle and added ... now I have a question, should I organize something with him before he leaves for always?" she smiled Insidious, “do you want to see me in bed with him making love again? I mean, I know that the proud one who is hiding deep in your pants definitely wants that! But you? Or more precisely, Nadir in your head? What does he say about that?" Meena asked playfully.
"You know that when it comes to such matters, I don't pay any attention to head, to hell with him and his recommendations, the master sits down below and decides!" I laughed with a wink and added,
"but you decide, you are my queen, a hot and sexy queen. But the rules also apply to the queen, no matter how horny and seductive she is, with the rules in mind, everything is possible … and my eager, seductive queen knows our rules.”
"My choice is you, my dear man. As long as you take care of me like you did last night, I will never need anyone else, no Adonis or anything else. So, take good care and fulfil your duties," Meena laughed and twitched my cheek.
I stood up and said, "Now we really have to leave, it's getting late, but one more thing, if you meet him today, I'd rather you do it here than in a coffee house. You're safer here than anywhere else. If he dares to do something, you can say that I could arrive any moment." I spoke.
I knew that cameras would record any activity of them, and I could watch it later, but Meena didn't know that.
She looked at me as if she didn't believe what I said and asked, "Do you really think I should take him to us?" she was astonished.
"Yes, but not in our bedroom!" I smiled.
"You did that, you nasty guy. I never do that," she replied and also stood up…
Meena's Narration:
Afternoon, when Jalal picked up Meena from work, as soon as they got into his car, Meena informed him that they should go to her.
Jalal was very surprised and said, "Really to your home? Is Doki there too?"
Meena laughed and said, "No, no fear. First of all, we'll have some peace and quiet and what's more, you can have my coffee that you love so much for the last time here."
"And you or Doki are not afraid..." he was not yet sure whether she is serious.
"Why should I be afraid, you don't intend to bang me then? right?" said Meena and giggled.
"Who knows? I am a very horny man, and you are a hot piece," he laughed too.
"Only dare if you believe you can... I have taken self-defence courses and have a brown belt," Meena laughed and slapped lightly his arm.
At home they sat down in the living room and Meena immediately made some coffee.
Jalal explained why, in the first place, he wanted to immigrate. The business difficulties and restrictions imposed by the government in recent times, which mainly affect people like him, are the main reason and he wants to break off all business contact with the homeland. Almost all branches of his company have been sold. Only on Friday will the last branch in another city be officially handed over to the buyer.
"Where are you going tomorrow? How far is the city?" Meena asked.
"Not that far, about three hours, the branch is in Marabad." Jalal answered.
"Oh, I know the city well and I have to do things there two or three times a year," Meena said.
And then she talked about her uncle and that, now, after his death, according to his wish and will, she has to legally take care of his son and his property, who still lives in Marabad.
"Don't you have to do that in the near future? I mean travel there?" Jalal asked curiously and interested.
"Soon, yes," Meena replied.
"Then why not now? You can go with me tomorrow, it makes me very happy," Jalal said.
"Yes, but it won't be that fast, I have to work tomorrow, but I can take Friday off and maybe I can persuade Nair to come for a day or two. Then we can meet you there for a coffee," Meena replied.
"I could drive later if you want to come with me. After your shift or with Doki if he can, that wouldbe very nice," Jalal insisted.
"I don't know yet. I have to ask him, but I would like to, it's high time, eithe this week or next week, I absolutely have to…" Meena said thoughtfully.
They then agreed that she would call him as soon as Nadir was home, and she knew more about whether it would be possible.
Then they talked about other daily topics. Jalal asked about Mitra if they had known each other for a long time. Meena replied no, not long and that Mitra had actually met Nadir for the first time. Meena stressed that she found Mitra very pleasant and was happy that they had met her. Then Jalal talked about his son, that he doesn't want to follow him in their new home land but it has to be done.
And then he spoke about Tahir and his current girlfriend and that he is still like an alien in the modern world and that he can't live safely in a city, even though he doesn't live too far from a big city.
He mentioned again that Tahir is his only real family and that it will bother him a lot to distance himself from him, especially because he never plans to come back to here because it would be a bit dangerous for him.
When he talked about his closeness to Tahir, Meena asked if he had told him anything about their intimate hour.
Jalal said indignantly that he would never do something like that, he has much more respect for her than he would talk about her with anyone else, no matter who. Meena the whole time intentionally sat at a considerable distance from him and Jalal sensed that too.
He didn't want to pressure her and hoped that maybe in the next few days might have a chance with her. Right now, she could possibly accompany him for two or three days, with or together with Nadir. And hoped that Nadir doesn't have time for such a journey!
Jalal left before Nadir came home. He said he had to take care of something at the company.
When they said goodbye, Meena allowed him just to kiss her on the cheek. Not even a proper hug.
* * *
When Nadir got home, he immediately asked if everything was OK.
Meena talked about the trip and that she would like them to go with Jalal the next day.
Nadir was surprised.
"Are you serious? I can't do it anyway. I have to work on Friday like usual. You know I always have operations planned on Fridays when I'm not on vacation." he said lightly irritated.
Meena said quietly, "Yes. But I thought maybe it was possible; I would have been happy."
"But I think he, Jalal, will be happier if you are alone with him, as I know him," Nadir was still a little irritated by her question.
"Nadir, don't be so bad and malicious. Okay, we'll forget it..." Meena was now a little upset too.
"I’m not malicious Meena, but you know what he wishes and what he really wants, why are you so naive? or are you showing yourself like that or what else do you want and wish that I don't know? He wants to have you, to have you for himself, not just to have sex with you but to own you. He loves you Meena and you know that. What does someone do when they love a woman that much? You consider him a simple friend? Then you must stay away from him because he does not consider you a simple friend. Unless you consider him more than a friend, then please, go with him tomorrow, I will not say anything," Nadir spoke.
"I don't want to revive the topic, our endless discussion... But who is to blame that things have turned out this way, and now you are so sensitive that I even talk to him ... one moment you want to set me in his bed, and then the next moment you want me to stay away kilometres from him, you don't know what you want, Nadir." Meena argued.
“Meena, please, don't mix my excitement from our pure sex games with someone and my worry about losing you to him because he wants and waits and strives for too much more than allowed," Nadir explained while trying to remain calm.
“You can't blame me for anything. I always talked about the rules. The first rule is my presence or at least knowledge. Second rule is that no one is allowed to take permanent possession of you, and I don't just mean physically, but emotionally. No one is allowed to fall in love with you and then continue to have contact with you. That endangers our relationship and our marriage.
I will fight back strongly. You can say you are not agreed, let's leave it, no problem for me, that's fine and I accept it, but I won't allow a secret thing with some kind of emotional component or secret love...”
Meena said, "Dear Nadir, I know you all too well. The problem is not travel, it's just that you don't trust me at all. You have doubts about whether I am and will remain faithful… although I have always shown and said that you are the only thing that matters to me."
Meena was now clearly upset, “I am not an oversexed slutty little thing Nadir, and in contrast to you or another man, sex is not always is on my mind, I am just a normal woman who has normal instincts and normal hormons, I am not frigid then my boy and mind reflect to stimuli, you habe to understand as a medical specialist, look at the nature...
I am not a cute shapely and sexy prick tease, not even an incredible flirt! Did you forget Nadir, wake up I am your Meena!! can be that bcause of my physique and appearance many men watch me, and that they consider me perfect for sex! Is this my fault or my weak point ? I'm definitely not going with him tomorrow, you should calm down now, thank you for authoritarian definition and clarification!" then she stood up.
"I'll make the dinner now..." and left him towards the kitchen.
Nadir could hear her calling, before she started to prepare the dinner.
Meena: " Hi Jalal..."
“.....“
Meena: "Yes, everything's fine. I just wanted to say in time that you won't be waiting for us tomorrow, you can drive away,"
“.....“
Meena: "No, not, I'm sorry, I can't do it alone either..."
“.....“
Meena: "Yes, I know, me too, but it is not so easy, you know..."
“.....“
"Yes... Yes..."
“.....“
"Nevertheless, I wish you a pleasant stay and success with the sale,"
“.....“
"Oh, with Nadir?"Meena sounded a little surprised.
“.....“
"Okay, I'll get him,"
“.....“
"See you soon, Jalal."
Then she came to the door and spoke, "Jalal wants to talk to you,"and handed her cell phone to Nadir.
Nadir: "Hello, Jalal, is everything OK?"
“.....“
Nadir: "Okay, no problem,"
“.....“
Nadir: "He should contact me, it's better if you give him my private cell phone number,"
“…..“
Nadir: "No problem. Anytime, we're friends and that's what friends are there for..."
"....."
“You too Jalal, see you soon."
Meena looked at him with questioning eyes.
Nadir said, "Apparently Tahir has some health problems and wanted to consult me."
Then he moved and headed towards the stairs to change and look at his camera footage in his study...
Nadir’s Narration:
We didn't talk much about the topic in the days leading up to the weekend.
The atmosphere was somehow cold between us and besides I had a lot to do. Meena was often busy at work too.
She made a few calls from home on her cell phone, at least twice to Jalal and twice for a long time to Mitra.
On Sunday, she informed me that Jalal, after his return on Tuesday, wanted to have dinner with usand go dancing with her, in the club on Wednesday, as she put it, one last dance. On Friday he would have a farewell party at his house with over hundred guests and is inviting us and Mitra.
Then the following Sunday he was flying to the USA, his new home.
She specifically mentioned that it didn't matter to her what I decide, she likes
but to go but she didn't have to be at both events. I should decide and it won't bother her if I say no. She wants me to be happy and that this stupid situation between us would finally end.
I told her to answer yes, for both events, and we would accept both invitations and thank him for that. In the meantime, I demanded her, to get a suitable and appropriate gift for him…
Meena’s Narration:
On Thursday evening the couple arrived at Jalal's favourite club in good time.
They saw Jalal chatting with someone from distance. when they sat down at the table, Nadir looked for him, but Jalal disappeared out of sight.
Nadir stood up to washroom. Meena searches the room anxious to know where Jalal went when he unexpectedly stopped by their table. He was standing adjacent to her and their eyes briefly met.
As quickly as it happened, it vanished when Nadir moved across the table to greet him.
After the meal was eaten and dessert served, it was time for the dancing to start.
Nadir knew that Jalal wanted to begin to dance with her, but was surprised that Meena turned to Jalal and said, "Shall we...?" and stood up.
The two dance partners moved towards the dance floor; Meena looked ravishing in her dress.
'How beautiful she looks there and she is mine,' thought Nadir while watching her from the distance, 'How lucky I am to have her. She is so full of passion, in and out of the bed. I love this woman more than anything. If I could only tell her how I feel just this moment.' His mind wandered on and went to the last few turbulent days that have somewhat affected their relationship, for sure it was temporarily and he knew that it would soon be over, soon after Jalal left everything would calm down again.
Finally, Meena accepted and loved him as he was and is, with the highs and lows of his character. Jalal tonight was holding back, one could say. He wanted Meena to come to him this time, Nadir thought so and Meena guessed it too.
Normally Meena would turn around every few minutes while dancing and look at him, at Nadir, or smiled at him. But this night she completely ignored him. She has not even turned to look at him one time, since leaving the table. Nadir noticed how she was ignoring him.
Yes, he was getting a little jealous, as always, seeing Jalal holding and touching his girl. Even though he knew she was his., but her ignorance annoyed him and as the this ignore moved on, the more it bothered.
Nadir guessed that for the dancing pair there, no other body exists at the moment. There were just the two of them. He sensed Meena was secretly yearning for this moment all day.
He wanted to believe deep down that she was longing for dance, but now, he thought, was it not dance at all but Jalal, feeling him, touching him…
Nadir was preoccupied with the thought of how randy and exciting and for him, highly satisfying it would be if the old man could leave his wife alone emotionally and romantically, just enjoy the moment and recognize Nadir's generosity and be happy with what he gets and not expecting anything more.
But on the other side, stood the old Jalal wanted Meena to separate from her beloved husband and start a new life with him, what a stupid plan and illusion, especially towards Meena, Nadir thought. In the middle of a slow dance music, Jalal was in progress, finally and gradually, he gently held hand to the side and then placed his hand around her waist. she reacted and gently placed her hand on his back. They moved slowly to the sound of the music, not muttering a word. At first, there was a brief distance between them as they dance. Then they moved so that distance soon became non-existent.
He looked at her as she at him and it seemed that nothing else mattered. Nadir thought, Jalal finally had his moment, now with Meena in his arms.
"The final…" she whispered so only Jalal could hear.
Jalal leaned over and said "Yes, I have been waiting for this all time." with a little smirk on his face, he asked, "is he, Doki, jealous, do you think?"
"Yes, sure," Meena whispered smiling into his eyes.
"But a little bit of jealousy wouldn't hurt the guy," she said.
"Yes, you are right." Jalal said.
As it went on, Meena and Jalal lose each other in their embrace. In time with the music, she places her head on his chest. She could hear his heart beating over the loud music. Meena closed her eyes and just focused on him. How good it feels to be in the arms of a master dance partner, who knows how to lead you, she thought. How it feels so comfortin and like home.
She wanted the moment to last forever.
His arms felt like she was home, and she felt so protected by his touch. It was as if a wall had been build up around them both on the dance floor.
She looked up to see him looking at her. Once again gazing into each other's eyes. She thought she would never forget the look on Jalal's face. She knew that he suffers and thinks that he never will be able to meet her.
She knew that he loved her, infinitely and could give up everything for her.
She felt sorry for him for a moment and held him tighter.
She just knew that for him, time has little meaning with her by his side.
Meena never heard the music when it stopped.
Time had now burst this temporary bubble that surrounded the two of them.
Now, they were forced to go their separate ways.
Meena moved to their table without hesitation. She didn't want to see or feel Jalal’s pain and suffering anymore, and as a result she become sadder than she already was at that moment. She felt guilty towards Jalal. Although she had repeatedly stressed and shown from the beginning that he could not expect or have a romantic, long-term relationship with her.
She showed that she liked and respected him, and perhaps had no sexual aversion to him. But she never showed or mentioned love. She only loved him, her Nadir, Jalal knew should that too. Everything else for her was just fleeting, beautiful moments of getting closer and enjoying the presence of each other, which she always showed and emphasized to Jalal.
Nadir pushed the chair back for her and said, "a beautiful dance,"
Jala was also at the table now and sat down, "Thank you Meena, as always I enjoyed that."
"Me too, me too as always Jalal," said Meena smiling, "thank you, you really are a master, I hope you find the right dance partner in the USA, it's a pity that you don't continue dancing!"
That was really their last dance. The night was over quickly They had to say goodbye after half an hour.
Jalal's last sentence was, "See you tomorrow evening, bye."
Then he kissed her on the cheeks, and they parted ways...
Friday evening, when we arrived at Jalal's palatial house with Mitra, we noticed that he had a lot of prominent acquaintances. Many were from regional politics and business, even art.
Our university director was also there with guests and some professors we knew.
No one we knew from our faculty was there.
At the beginning, when she caught Jalal alone, she disappeared with him for only a short time, maybe four or five minutes, into his library to give him our present.
I could imagine that they hugged each other tightly and even exchanged a romantic kiss for a minute or two. But more would not have been possible, neither in terms of time nor place.
An Omega men's wristwatch with our home country's map drawn on the dial, was our present. and a nice note; ‘ Dear pond master, Jalal, We Meena and Nadir, your friends, wish you all the best, health and success in your new home.
We hope to see you again soon.
Don't forget us because we won't forget you, either...
Meena and Nadir:
Interestingly, we also met our friend Major there, who apparently knew Jalal well from before.
We talked for a long time with him and also with Tahir and his girlfriend.
Jalal's son apparently did not want to attend in protest.
I estimate that there were around 120 guests invited.
We were there until 11 pm.
During these almost four hours, my ladies, Meena and Mitra, did not separate from me. I had the feeling the whole time that Mitra wanted to talk to me privately but did not get the chance.
I assumed that Meena probably informed her about the current situation between us and maybe she wants to bring us back together.
* * *
Sunday Jalal flew away forever. We didn't go to airport because I was on emergency duty and Meena didn't want to go without me.
That was it...
On Tuesday, we had much to do at work.
Apart from the daily work, nothing special happened.
When I came home in the afternoon, Meena was swimming, and I sat with her at the pond and drank a beer and watched her and admired her beauty.
On Wednesday at breakfast, Meena asked if she should go for a coffee with Jalal after work?
I asked, "Have you already arranged that?"
Meena replied, "Yes, we talked about it on Sunday as he called, just go to a coffee house for a short while, he's going away again and will be back for a short time then, after he returns. He had to change his plans at shortly and leave early for another country because of his green card … A sudden change of planned program.”
"Oh, okay, then do you have something planned, just coffee?" And I smiled.
"Yes, I promise, just coffee. I won't strive for your yesterday's fantasies and daydreams," she answered giggling.
"You liked my daydreams too, didn't you?" I looked at her and winked.
"You know my honest answer! I showed you yesterday if I liked it, didn't I?" She giggled.
"Would you be intimate with him again if the opportunity arose?" I asked.
"Not without your hundred percent consent and your presence," she answered seriously.
"That wasn't my question, I wanted to know if you would like to?" I insisted.
"What do you want to know Nadir? Am I horny for him and am I going to sleep and have sex with him if I'm alone with him? I like him as a friend and he in my opinion a decent person, I know that you think so too. He is not my ideal person for sex, I have always said that about him, but I've done it and would do it, only, just be careful what I say, only for your sake … I don't need him and I'm not horny for him or anyone else, but I like him as a friend." Meena said.
"It makes me happy and calms me down, my pretty wife, my horny wife is ready to fulfil my wishes," I laughed.
Meena slapped me on my arm and said, "Don't be so crazy and do not be so sure, Nadir, who knows what I'll do at the last moment if the opportunity arises!" and giggled.
"Horrible, do you want to triage me into madness and make me insecure again You're driving me crazy," I said.
"If it means you'll pay more attention to me, then of course I will…" she continued to giggle and added ... now I have a question, should I organize something with him before he leaves for always?" she smiled Insidious, “do you want to see me in bed with him making love again? I mean, I know that the proud one who is hiding deep in your pants definitely wants that! But you? Or more precisely, Nadir in your head? What does he say about that?" Meena asked playfully.
"You know that when it comes to such matters, I don't pay any attention to head, to hell with him and his recommendations, the master sits down below and decides!" I laughed with a wink and added,
"but you decide, you are my queen, a hot and sexy queen. But the rules also apply to the queen, no matter how horny and seductive she is, with the rules in mind, everything is possible … and my eager, seductive queen knows our rules.”
"My choice is you, my dear man. As long as you take care of me like you did last night, I will never need anyone else, no Adonis or anything else. So, take good care and fulfil your duties," Meena laughed and twitched my cheek.
I stood up and said, "Now we really have to leave, it's getting late, but one more thing, if you meet him today, I'd rather you do it here than in a coffee house. You're safer here than anywhere else. If he dares to do something, you can say that I could arrive any moment." I spoke.
I knew that cameras would record any activity of them, and I could watch it later, but Meena didn't know that.
She looked at me as if she didn't believe what I said and asked, "Do you really think I should take him to us?" she was astonished.
"Yes, but not in our bedroom!" I smiled.
"You did that, you nasty guy. I never do that," she replied and also stood up…
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Meena's Narration:
Afternoon, when Jalal picked up Meena from work, as soon as they got into his car, Meena informed him that they should go to her.
Jalal was very surprised and said, "Really to your home? Is Doki there too?"
Meena laughed and said, "No, no fear. First of all, we'll have some peace and quiet and what's more, you can have my coffee that you love so much for the last time here."
"And you or Doki are not afraid..." he was not yet sure whether she is serious.
"Why should I be afraid, you don't intend to bang me then? right?" said Meena and giggled.
"Who knows? I am a very horny man, and you are a hot piece," he laughed too.
"Only dare if you believe you can... I have taken self-defence courses and have a brown belt," Meena laughed and slapped lightly his arm.
At home they sat down in the living room and Meena immediately made some coffee.
Jalal explained why, in the first place, he wanted to immigrate. The business difficulties and restrictions imposed by the government in recent times, which mainly affect people like him, are the main reason and he wants to break off all business contact with the homeland. Almost all branches of his company have been sold. Only on Friday will the last branch in another city be officially handed over to the buyer.
"Where are you going tomorrow? How far is the city?" Meena asked.
"Not that far, about three hours, the branch is in Marabad." Jalal answered.
"Oh, I know the city well and I have to do things there two or three times a year," Meena said.
And then she talked about her uncle and that, now, after his death, according to his wish and will, she has to legally take care of his son and his property, who still lives in Marabad.
"Don't you have to do that in the near future? I mean travel there?" Jalal asked curiously and interested.
"Soon, yes," Meena replied.
"Then why not now? You can go with me tomorrow, it makes me very happy," Jalal said.
"Yes, but it won't be that fast, I have to work tomorrow, but I can take Friday off and maybe I can persuade Nair to come for a day or two. Then we can meet you there for a coffee," Meena replied.
"I could drive later if you want to come with me. After your shift or with Doki if he can, that wouldbe very nice," Jalal insisted.
"I don't know yet. I have to ask him, but I would like to, it's high time, eithe this week or next week, I absolutely have to…" Meena said thoughtfully.
They then agreed that she would call him as soon as Nadir was home, and she knew more about whether it would be possible.
Then they talked about other daily topics. Jalal asked about Mitra if they had known each other for a long time. Meena replied no, not long and that Mitra had actually met Nadir for the first time. Meena stressed that she found Mitra very pleasant and was happy that they had met her. Then Jalal talked about his son, that he doesn't want to follow him in their new home land but it has to be done.
And then he spoke about Tahir and his current girlfriend and that he is still like an alien in the modern world and that he can't live safely in a city, even though he doesn't live too far from a big city.
He mentioned again that Tahir is his only real family and that it will bother him a lot to distance himself from him, especially because he never plans to come back to here because it would be a bit dangerous for him.
When he talked about his closeness to Tahir, Meena asked if he had told him anything about their intimate hour.
Jalal said indignantly that he would never do something like that, he has much more respect for her than he would talk about her with anyone else, no matter who. Meena the whole time intentionally sat at a considerable distance from him and Jalal sensed that too.
He didn't want to pressure her and hoped that maybe in the next few days might have a chance with her. Right now, she could possibly accompany him for two or three days, with or together with Nadir. And hoped that Nadir doesn't have time for such a journey!
Jalal left before Nadir came home. He said he had to take care of something at the company.
When they said goodbye, Meena allowed him just to kiss her on the cheek. Not even a proper hug.
* * *
When Nadir got home, he immediately asked if everything was OK.
Meena talked about the trip and that she would like them to go with Jalal the next day.
Nadir was surprised.
"Are you serious? I can't do it anyway. I have to work on Friday like usual. You know I always have operations planned on Fridays when I'm not on vacation." he said lightly irritated.
Meena said quietly, "Yes. But I thought maybe it was possible; I would have been happy."
"But I think he, Jalal, will be happier if you are alone with him, as I know him," Nadir was still a little irritated by her question.
"Nadir, don't be so bad and malicious. Okay, we'll forget it..." Meena was now a little upset too.
"I’m not malicious Meena, but you know what he wishes and what he really wants, why are you so naive? or are you showing yourself like that or what else do you want and wish that I don't know? He wants to have you, to have you for himself, not just to have sex with you but to own you. He loves you Meena and you know that. What does someone do when they love a woman that much? You consider him a simple friend? Then you must stay away from him because he does not consider you a simple friend. Unless you consider him more than a friend, then please, go with him tomorrow, I will not say anything," Nadir spoke.
"I don't want to revive the topic, our endless discussion... But who is to blame that things have turned out this way, and now you are so sensitive that I even talk to him ... one moment you want to set me in his bed, and then the next moment you want me to stay away kilometres from him, you don't know what you want, Nadir." Meena argued.
“Meena, please, don't mix my excitement from our pure sex games with someone and my worry about losing you to him because he wants and waits and strives for too much more than allowed," Nadir explained while trying to remain calm.
“You can't blame me for anything. I always talked about the rules. The first rule is my presence or at least knowledge. Second rule is that no one is allowed to take permanent possession of you, and I don't just mean physically, but emotionally. No one is allowed to fall in love with you and then continue to have contact with you. That endangers our relationship and our marriage.
I will fight back strongly. You can say you are not agreed, let's leave it, no problem for me, that's fine and I accept it, but I won't allow a secret thing with some kind of emotional component or secret love...”
Meena said, "Dear Nadir, I know you all too well. The problem is not travel, it's just that you don't trust me at all. You have doubts about whether I am and will remain faithful… although I have always shown and said that you are the only thing that matters to me."
Meena was now clearly upset, “I am not an oversexed slutty little thing Nadir, and in contrast to you or another man, sex is not always is on my mind, I am just a normal woman who has normal instincts and normal hormons, I am not frigid then my boy and mind reflect to stimuli, you habe to understand as a medical specialist, look at the nature...
I am not a cute shapely and sexy prick tease, not even an incredible flirt! Did you forget Nadir, wake up I am your Meena!! can be that bcause of my physique and appearance many men watch me, and that they consider me perfect for sex! Is this my fault or my weak point ? I'm definitely not going with him tomorrow, you should calm down now, thank you for authoritarian definition and clarification!" then she stood up.
"I'll make the dinner now..." and left him towards the kitchen.
Nadir could hear her calling, before she started to prepare the dinner.
Meena: " Hi Jalal..."
“.....“
Meena: "Yes, everything's fine. I just wanted to say in time that you won't be waiting for us tomorrow, you can drive away,"
“.....“
Meena: "No, not, I'm sorry, I can't do it alone either..."
“.....“
Meena: "Yes, I know, me too, but it is not so easy, you know..."
“.....“
"Yes... Yes..."
“.....“
"Nevertheless, I wish you a pleasant stay and success with the sale,"
“.....“
"Oh, with Nadir?"Meena sounded a little surprised.
“.....“
"Okay, I'll get him,"
“.....“
"See you soon, Jalal."
Then she came to the door and spoke, "Jalal wants to talk to you,"and handed her cell phone to Nadir.
Nadir: "Hello, Jalal, is everything OK?"
“.....“
Nadir: "Okay, no problem,"
“.....“
Nadir: "He should contact me, it's better if you give him my private cell phone number,"
“…..“
Nadir: "No problem. Anytime, we're friends and that's what friends are there for..."
"....."
“You too Jalal, see you soon."
Meena looked at him with questioning eyes.
Nadir said, "Apparently Tahir has some health problems and wanted to consult me."
Then he moved and headed towards the stairs to change and look at his camera footage in his study...
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Nadir’s Narration:
We didn't talk much about the topic in the days leading up to the weekend.
The atmosphere was somehow cold between us and besides I had a lot to do. Meena was often busy at work too.
She made a few calls from home on her cell phone, at least twice to Jalal and twice for a long time to Mitra.
On Sunday, she informed me that Jalal, after his return on Tuesday, wanted to have dinner with usand go dancing with her, in the club on Wednesday, as she put it, one last dance. On Friday he would have a farewell party at his house with over hundred guests and is inviting us and Mitra.
Then the following Sunday he was flying to the USA, his new home.
She specifically mentioned that it didn't matter to her what I decide, she likes
but to go but she didn't have to be at both events. I should decide and it won't bother her if I say no. She wants me to be happy and that this stupid situation between us would finally end.
I told her to answer yes, for both events, and we would accept both invitations and thank him for that. In the meantime, I demanded her, to get a suitable and appropriate gift for him…
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Meena’s Narration:
On Thursday evening the couple arrived at Jalal's favourite club in good time.
They saw Jalal chatting with someone from distance. when they sat down at the table, Nadir looked for him, but Jalal disappeared out of sight.
Nadir stood up to washroom. Meena searches the room anxious to know where Jalal went when he unexpectedly stopped by their table. He was standing adjacent to her and their eyes briefly met.
As quickly as it happened, it vanished when Nadir moved across the table to greet him.
After the meal was eaten and dessert served, it was time for the dancing to start.
Nadir knew that Jalal wanted to begin to dance with her, but was surprised that Meena turned to Jalal and said, "Shall we...?" and stood up.
The two dance partners moved towards the dance floor; Meena looked ravishing in her dress.
'How beautiful she looks there and she is mine,' thought Nadir while watching her from the distance, 'How lucky I am to have her. She is so full of passion, in and out of the bed. I love this woman more than anything. If I could only tell her how I feel just this moment.' His mind wandered on and went to the last few turbulent days that have somewhat affected their relationship, for sure it was temporarily and he knew that it would soon be over, soon after Jalal left everything would calm down again.
Finally, Meena accepted and loved him as he was and is, with the highs and lows of his character. Jalal tonight was holding back, one could say. He wanted Meena to come to him this time, Nadir thought so and Meena guessed it too.
Normally Meena would turn around every few minutes while dancing and look at him, at Nadir, or smiled at him. But this night she completely ignored him. She has not even turned to look at him one time, since leaving the table. Nadir noticed how she was ignoring him.
Yes, he was getting a little jealous, as always, seeing Jalal holding and touching his girl. Even though he knew she was his., but her ignorance annoyed him and as the this ignore moved on, the more it bothered.
Nadir guessed that for the dancing pair there, no other body exists at the moment. There were just the two of them. He sensed Meena was secretly yearning for this moment all day.
He wanted to believe deep down that she was longing for dance, but now, he thought, was it not dance at all but Jalal, feeling him, touching him…
Nadir was preoccupied with the thought of how randy and exciting and for him, highly satisfying it would be if the old man could leave his wife alone emotionally and romantically, just enjoy the moment and recognize Nadir's generosity and be happy with what he gets and not expecting anything more.
But on the other side, stood the old Jalal wanted Meena to separate from her beloved husband and start a new life with him, what a stupid plan and illusion, especially towards Meena, Nadir thought. In the middle of a slow dance music, Jalal was in progress, finally and gradually, he gently held hand to the side and then placed his hand around her waist. she reacted and gently placed her hand on his back. They moved slowly to the sound of the music, not muttering a word. At first, there was a brief distance between them as they dance. Then they moved so that distance soon became non-existent.
He looked at her as she at him and it seemed that nothing else mattered. Nadir thought, Jalal finally had his moment, now with Meena in his arms.
"The final…" she whispered so only Jalal could hear.
Jalal leaned over and said "Yes, I have been waiting for this all time." with a little smirk on his face, he asked, "is he, Doki, jealous, do you think?"
"Yes, sure," Meena whispered smiling into his eyes.
"But a little bit of jealousy wouldn't hurt the guy," she said.
"Yes, you are right." Jalal said.
As it went on, Meena and Jalal lose each other in their embrace. In time with the music, she places her head on his chest. She could hear his heart beating over the loud music. Meena closed her eyes and just focused on him. How good it feels to be in the arms of a master dance partner, who knows how to lead you, she thought. How it feels so comfortin and like home.
She wanted the moment to last forever.
His arms felt like she was home, and she felt so protected by his touch. It was as if a wall had been build up around them both on the dance floor.
She looked up to see him looking at her. Once again gazing into each other's eyes. She thought she would never forget the look on Jalal's face. She knew that he suffers and thinks that he never will be able to meet her.
She knew that he loved her, infinitely and could give up everything for her.
She felt sorry for him for a moment and held him tighter.
She just knew that for him, time has little meaning with her by his side.
Meena never heard the music when it stopped.
Time had now burst this temporary bubble that surrounded the two of them.
Now, they were forced to go their separate ways.
Meena moved to their table without hesitation. She didn't want to see or feel Jalal’s pain and suffering anymore, and as a result she become sadder than she already was at that moment. She felt guilty towards Jalal. Although she had repeatedly stressed and shown from the beginning that he could not expect or have a romantic, long-term relationship with her.
She showed that she liked and respected him, and perhaps had no sexual aversion to him. But she never showed or mentioned love. She only loved him, her Nadir, Jalal knew should that too. Everything else for her was just fleeting, beautiful moments of getting closer and enjoying the presence of each other, which she always showed and emphasized to Jalal.
Nadir pushed the chair back for her and said, "a beautiful dance,"
Jala was also at the table now and sat down, "Thank you Meena, as always I enjoyed that."
"Me too, me too as always Jalal," said Meena smiling, "thank you, you really are a master, I hope you find the right dance partner in the USA, it's a pity that you don't continue dancing!"
That was really their last dance. The night was over quickly They had to say goodbye after half an hour.
Jalal's last sentence was, "See you tomorrow evening, bye."
Then he kissed her on the cheeks, and they parted ways...
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Nadir’s Narration:
Friday evening, when we arrived at Jalal's palatial house with Mitra, we noticed that he had a lot of prominent acquaintances. Many were from regional politics and business, even art.
Our university director was also there with guests and some professors we knew.
No one we knew from our faculty was there.
At the beginning, when she caught Jalal alone, she disappeared with him for only a short time, maybe four or five minutes, into his library to give him our present.
I could imagine that they hugged each other tightly and even exchanged a romantic kiss for a minute or two. But more would not have been possible, neither in terms of time nor place.
An Omega men's wristwatch with our home country's map drawn on the dial, was our present. and a nice note; ‘ Dear pond master, Jalal, We Meena and Nadir, your friends, wish you all the best, health and success in your new home.
We hope to see you again soon.
Don't forget us because we won't forget you, either...
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Meena and Nadir:
Interestingly, we also met our friend Major there, who apparently knew Jalal well from before.
We talked for a long time with him and also with Tahir and his girlfriend.
Jalal's son apparently did not want to attend in protest.
I estimate that there were around 120 guests invited.
We were there until 11 pm.
During these almost four hours, my ladies, Meena and Mitra, did not separate from me. I had the feeling the whole time that Mitra wanted to talk to me privately but did not get the chance.
I assumed that Meena probably informed her about the current situation between us and maybe she wants to bring us back together.
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Sunday Jalal flew away forever. We didn't go to airport because I was on emergency duty and Meena didn't want to go without me.
That was it...
THE END
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Hello friends,
This concludes the first Book of the life story of Meena and Nadir.
On behalf of all of you, I would like to once again thank Salir for deciding to publish this wonderful story and allowing us fans to share in it.
The second part is entitled:
The Story of Meena & Nadir, Book 2.
‘My Loving Hotwife, Meena’
https://xossipy.com/thread-66603.html
Thank you for your interest and enjoy reading!
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Demeter
This concludes the first Book of the life story of Meena and Nadir.
On behalf of all of you, I would like to once again thank Salir for deciding to publish this wonderful story and allowing us fans to share in it.
The second part is entitled:
The Story of Meena & Nadir, Book 2.
‘My Loving Hotwife, Meena’
https://xossipy.com/thread-66603.html
Thank you for your interest and enjoy reading!
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Demeter
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