Collection of Small stories

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Dan was eyeing up Mona's legs, which looked shapely under her shalwar. Her trouser had a thin cloth so her legs' shape was easy to see.

'So Mona, how long did it take you to cook the meal today?'

Mona looked up at Dan. 'Not really long.' Mona stuttered over her words as she smiled at Dan. He looked at her lips as she spoke.

'Mona I've been told you've been in the kitchen all day. It does smell delicious.' Dan tried to make conversation with my wife and he was trying hard. Mona blushed.

She was even more nervous now as my friend was trying to make conversation with her.

'No it's okay. I wanted to cook a nice meal.'

I turned to Mona, 'Mona get some juice for Dan and Amy while we wait for dinner to be ready.' Mona nodded her head. 'Okay.' Mona got up and looked relieved to be leaving the room.

I noticed Dan staring at Mona's bum as she left. Her suit was quite tight around her hips and bust. Mona hadn't worn this shalwar kameez for a while. She had obviously put on some weight since she last wore it. But it made Mona look even more sexy.

'Mate, Mona's lovely. I love her clothes.' I looked at Dan and was lost for words for a minute. 'Thanks mate.'

Dan complimenting Mona so openly made me abit uncomfortable. Amy also looked up but didn't seem bothered.

'What does your wife do?' Amy asked me in a sullen voice.

'She's a housewife.'

'Oh.' Amy looked back down at her phone.

Amy was pretty but seemed quite posh.

Mona came back in with a tray of drinks. She put the tray down on the coffee table. I

asked Mona to serve them.

Mona walked up to Dan with a glass of juice. She bent down slightly to pass him the drink and her scarf that was covering her bosom slipped down.

Dan had an eyeful of Mona's breasts as he took the glass from her hand. His fingers brushed against Mona's fingers, as he took the glass.

Mona looked at him and smiled. I was suddenly turned on. Mona gave him a luring smile and I didn't expect that from my shy innocent wife.

Mona gave Amy her drink and once again Dan's eyes followed my wife as she went back into the kitchen.

He must have seen that I noticed him ogling over Mona's body.

Dan had already told me how much Asian women turned him on and now he was in my house enjoying my wife as she paraded herself in front of him.

Mona was bringing in the dishes and Dan's lustful eyes were enjoying my wife's body as she walked in and out. Dan turned to me, 'Mona has such a lovely figure. She must take good care of herself.'

I was fully aroused as Dan couldn't keep his eyes off Mona's body. I knew he wanted her. I wasn't angry, in fact I was horny.

I could never imagine my shy innocent wife who was terrified of speaking with white people, actually being in the arms of an English man.

I started imagining Dan taking Mona into his arms, having his hands over her soft body as I watched helplessly.

I always knew that I had cuckold fantasies but hated to admit it even to myself. But now it was the perfect scenario. An English couple in our house and my innocent Pakistani wife being groomed for their entertainment.

Mona finished setting the table. 'Please come. Dinner is ready.'

Dan approached with Amy and they admired how the dishes looked.

'Wow. Mona I can't wait to taste your cooking.' Dan said as he smiled at Mona. Amy nodded her head. 'It does smell great. Thank you.'

Mona smiled as we took our places. Amy sat next to Mona on one side of the table and

I sat with Dan on the other side. As we began to eat, I noticed that Amy and Mona were talking now and that was a relief.

Amy asked what Mona planned to do or whether she was just happy being at home.

Mona smiled and said she was happy being a housewife.

Amy smiled at her as she ate her food slowly while looking at Mona.

Suddenly Mona looked uncomfortable. She wasn't eating at all.

Amy was relaxed as she complimented Mona for her cooking again. 'The food's delicious.' Amy touched Mona's hand.

Shortly after, Mona got up. 'I forgot something.' She quickly went to the kitchen. It was odd how Mona left the table. I went after her.

'Mona what's wrong?' Mona looked distressed. 'Amy, I don't like her. Do you know what she is doing?'

'What?'

'She's touching me under the table.'

'No it can't be.'

'She is strange. He is also looking at me. I don't like them.'

'Shhhh. What happened?'

Mona told me that Amy was eating and suddenly she felt Amy's foot touching her leg.

Amy knocked Mona's sandal off and began rubbing Mona's foot with her own foot. Her foot then caressed Mona's legs under her shalwar.

Mona thought it was an accident and she looked at Amy. But then she felt Amy rubbing her foot up and down her legs and slowly her foot started going up towards her thigh. Eventually she felt Amy's foot between her legs. That's when Mona came to the kitchen.

'Don't worry Mona. They are our guests.'

Mona looked at me. 'Look what she is doing. I am your wife.'

I took Mona in my arms and comforted her. 'Mona enjoy them. They like you.'

Mona stared at me. 'What do you mean?'

'Mona be a good host, enjoy the evening.'

Mona sighed.

Dan and Amy were White British, it was their country that once ruled her land. My wife would respect their authority. She would even accept being dominated by them.

I was now burning as I fantasised about Amy making love to Mona.

Watching Mona with another woman was my ultimate fantasy. Dan and Amy had come to taste more than just Mona's cooking.

Dan and Amy finished the meal, which they heartily enjoyed.

'Wow that was lovely. Thank you, Mona.' Dan smiled at my wife who looked away.

'What else have you got for us?' Amy asked in an authoritative tone.

'I have dessert.' Mona replied.

Amy stared at Mona. 'Okay. Bring us the dessert, we're waiting. Please can we see you wear the scarf over your head.'

Mona looked across at me and then back at Amy. 'Okay.'

I asked both Dan and Amy to sit on the sofa as we waited for Mona came back in and serve them.

Amy went to the bathroom upstairs.

Dan shifted towards me and spoke quietly.

'Mate that dinner was lovely. I know you've seen me staring at your wife. I'm sorry mate but she's so hot.'

I looked at Dan and knew he was being open about his intentions.

'I know mate. I'll be honest, I don't mind men looking at my wife. She is so modest and pious and that's what turns me on.'

'Me and Amy want her. We've always fantasised about a hot Indian woman in bed with us. Mona is perfect for us. She would be like our bride.'