My Wife - the Sheikh's Mistress
Copyright© 2025 by Desert Nights
Chapter 14
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 14 - My wife and I were living the dream life employed by a rich Sheikh in his Singapore office. But the dream turned to a nightmare when the Sheikh decided that he wanted to add a new trophy to his private collection. And that trophy was my wife!
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Blackmail Consensual NonConsensual Fiction Cuckold Sharing Slut Wife Wife Watching Wimp Husband Humiliation Light Bond Rough Interracial Oriental Male Oriental Female Cream Pie Food Oral Sex Safe Sex Voyeurism Royalty
We stepped into the butterfly garden and I opened the small umbrella. Naturally, I angled it more towards Maiko but she did something I didn’t expected her to. She linked arms with me. My heart started racing when she touched my hand that held onto the umbrella. By sticking her body against mine, we could effectively share the small umbrella. I was speechless and I didn’t know what to say. My heart was pounding from the combination of fear and excitement. My wife was in this very airport at this very same time and Maiko was linking arms with me? Just when I was picturing the scenario of us getting caught by my wife, I thought about Rashid and her. She was enjoying herself with him in a luxury lounge and I was out here in the rain. Surely I deserved to get a little treat myself. Besides, the gallery was empty and the umbrella would provide some cover if anyone happened to be looking from overhead.
Maiko and I spent 15 minutes in the butterfly garden taking photos and exploring. After every photo, Maiko would come back to my side and link arms with me again. However, the moment we stepped out of the garden, she broke off the contact. It was like a drug. I want her to do it again. Even though it was for just a few minutes, it was enough to get me addicted. Addicted to the feeling of her body against mine, addicted to her hand holding on my arm. Maiko and I went shopping at the duty free area where she bought some perfume.
James: Why did you buy two? Maiko: Give you one. James: Why? Maiko: It’s the same smell you like. You like to smell me right?
Upon hearing that, my body filled with a mix of embarrassment and arousal. I thanked her for the gift and wondered what I should get for her in return.
Maiko: I need to go to the bathroom.
As we got to the junction that turned towards the quiet bathroom, Maiko suddenly orientated herself towards me. Her arms went around my neck and I instinctively backed up against the wall. I looked around me as I sank into full panic mode.
Maiko: What’s wrong James? I thought you wanted to fuck me? James: What are you doing Maiko? Maiko: Why are you reacting this way? I thought you wanted me ... James: But ... but ... Maiko: But what...?
Maiko gave me a dreamy smile before she caught me off guard and planted a quick peck on my lips. Releasing me from her grasp, she went on to the toilet and left me trying to catch my breath in the corridor. I turned and saw a man at the end of the same corridor and he was staring at me. He saw the whole exchange, he saw Maiko kissing me but I guessed he just assumed that we were together. A lady walked out from the bathroom and she went towards the man. They left the corridor and I still felt my heart thumping really fast. The butterflies in my stomach reminded me of the first time I kissed Lydia. It felt like I was on the verge of falling deeply in love.
When Maiko came out from the bathroom, she linked arms with me again. I walked a few steps before I hesitated about stepping out into full view of the transit terminal.
Maiko: Why? You’re afraid Lydia will see? Haha...
She laughed but she did not insist on holding my arm. Maiko let go of me and gave me a playful smile, resuming the posture and keeping a distance expected of colleagues. We found a café and I bought us another drink. Both of us whipped out our laptops and started preparing for the work that Rashid assigned us. As the time drew closer to our flight, Maiko and I were about 70 percent done. We made our way slowly to the departure gate and were the first in line when it opened. My heart was thumping really fast as I cleared the security checks. I prayed that nothing I was wearing would cause the alarm to go off. I had checked to make sure that there were no coins in my pockets. I could not imagine what the officers would say if they saw me wearing panties during a strip search. Thankfully, I cleared the checks with no issues.
Maiko and I found a seat up front and we saw Lydia, Rashid and Barkar arriving shortly after. They took the first class queue and skipped though the jam at the security checks.
Rashid: James, oh James ... I’ve had time for a long chat with Lydia ... She’s angry but give her some time to cool down ya? Everything will be okay...
Rashid gave me a warm smile but I could not help but notice that my wife chose to sit at a separate row, ignoring me on purpose.
Rashid: Women need some space ... Once they calm down, everything will be okay ... James: Thank you, Sheikhh Rashid...
Rashid nodded and chatted with Maiko before he strolled over to Lydia. I watched my boss taking the seat beside my wife. He said something and I saw Lydia laughing. When it was time to board, I watched the first and business class passengers getting up to board first. My wife walked in without a backwards glance. Maiko, seeing that my wife was gone, put her arms around mine and almost gave me a heart attack.
James: Maiko! Maiko: Don’t be a pussy James ... You’re blackmailing me for sex ... Surely you are up for a bit of excitement ... or are you afraid that your wife might suddenly walk back out and ask you to join her in the first class seats? James: I ... I...
I was literally left speechless by Maiko’s rebuke. When it was our turn to go up the flight, Maiko clung onto me like a koala. My heart felt like it was on the verge of a meltdown. Stepping into the aircraft, Maiko finally let go due to the narrow aisle we needed to walk through. Passing by the first class seats, I could not help but envy how much space and comfort that particular section had. I saw my wife happily checking out everything at her seat and taking photos of the amount of leg room she had. She even asked Rashid to take a photo for her. We entered the economy cabin and got to our seats. Maiko got the one by the window while I got the seat in the middle. We were lucky that the last seat by the aisle was not taken, giving us some extra room. I thought of asking Maiko if she would like me to leave the middle seat empty so she had more space for her arms but she put on her seat belt and leaned her head against my left arm.
James: Maiko...! Maiko: What? We’re on a plane James ... Nobody walks around on a plane ... Relax...
I could not deny the excitement that Maiko’s actions were giving me. However, I also could not ignore the fear that it brought along. It was like I was having an affair literally behind my wife’s back.
Maiko: Let’s take some selfies...