My Wife - the Sheikh's Mistress
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Chapter 16
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 16 - 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
Rashid: I know everyone is tired. Let’s leave things as it is now ... Go back, rest up and I will see everyone at seven a.m. tomorrow morning for breakfast ... We will sort things out then ... Any questions?
All of us shook our heads and the hotel manager came over to Maiko and I with the key cards that had already been prepared downstairs.
Hotel Manager: Please follow me...
We were ushered to a level below the suite on the west wing. Upon entering the room, I saw that our luggage was already waiting for us. Maiko and I were given connecting rooms with the interconnecting door already opened.
Hotel Manager: If you need anything, please do not hesitate to call. All charges will be taken care of by Sheikh Rashid. James: Thank you...
Opening the balcony doors, I realised that I could see into the suite that Lydia and Rashid were staying in. I could not see the bedrooms but the living area and the balcony were within my field of view.
Maiko: James...
Maiko spoke and I turned around to see her wiping her tears from her face.
James: Yes...? Maiko: Can I have my underwear back now...? James: I ... oh ... of course ... of course...
I was about to remove my pants when Maiko suddenly turned away in embarrassment.
James: I’m sorry ... erm ... how about we wash up and I pass it to you in a while ... Maiko: Okay...
In the shower, I tried to think about the series of events that led up to this moment. Everything felt so weird and I knew that something was off. Why did Zul only touch Maiko’s breasts and not Lydia’s? Then there was the perfect timing of Rashid and Barkar’s arrival. Why did they arrive in the nick of time? Why did they dump me there with the girls? It was like everything was set up just to make me look bad. The more I thought about it, the more convinced I was that was another of Rashid’s tricks. He just wanted Lydia to sleep in the same room with him that night. It would give him the chance to finally do what he wanted from the start.
I decided to confront Lydia with what I knew after I came out from the shower. Stepping out, I quickly got changed and I returned Maiko’s underwear. I placed it unwashed on the study table and wondered if I should at least have the courtesy to wash it first. Since she was still in the shower, I decided to leave her a note to tell her that I would be back in a while. I made my way up to the suite, half expecting to be greeted by Rashid’s bodyguards but the lobby outside the suite was empty. I pressed the doorbell several times but there was no answer. Maybe Lydia was still in the shower. I waited outside the suite, trying the bell every five minutes until Lydia finally opened the door 30 minutes later.
Lydia: What do you want?! James: Dear, listen to me ... I know what is going on ... Lydia: Oh really? You finally realised why you are wearing Maiko’s panties is that it? You were sleepwalking? Huh? From sniffing her underwear to wearing her underwear...? You’re fucking creative I give that to you! James: No ... no ... no ... Dear, listen ... this is all Rashid ... He planned for this...! Lydia: He made you wear Maiko’s underwear? Huh? He made you exchange underwear with her? Is that what you are trying to say? Come on James ... what is wrong with you?!
My wife tried to shut the door but I stopped her.
James: Wait ... wait ... let me finish...
I explained to Lydia that Rashid planned the whole kidnap scene from the airport thing. It was his ploy. He did it so he could spend the night with her in that luxurious suite.
James: There, I said it...! Don’t you think everything is too much of a coincidence...?
Lydia looked at me and she started crying.
James: Dear ... dear ... what’s wrong ... I ... Lydia: Don’t touch me!
She shook her head in a disappointed manner.
Lydia: Rashid has done nothing but behave in exactly the way a gentleman should ... James: He...
My wife blurted out that Rashid had vacated the suite the moment we left.
James: He, what? Lydia: He gave me the whole place! He gave me the whole room to rest...
I stared at my wife with my jaw slightly opened. I had fallen right into Rashid’s trap.
Lydia: Rashid cancelled all of our work for tomorrow ... He wants all of us to have a break ... He did all this and you are here telling me what? He planned a kidnapping? Have someone shoot at us? And then what? To spend a night in the suite with me? He is not even in this hotel any more James!
She went on to tell me that Rashid was covering all the bills and he wanted her to order all the room service she wanted. If she wanted to get drunk and have a good sleep, go ahead and do that too. No one would disturb her.
Lydia: You know what? Maybe I should do just that. Maybe I should just order that USD 800 bottle of wine and get pissed drunk so I don’t need to remember what a stupid and useless husband I have!
My wife sobbed as she slammed the door in my face. I stared at the shut door in disbelief. What had I done? This didn’t make sense. Rashid almost got what he wanted, so why did he stop right now? Returning to my room, I saw that Maiko was already out from the shower and had changed into the bathrobe. The connecting door was still open and she asked if I would like something to eat.
Maiko: I’m hungry ... I can order some room service ... You want any?
The thought of food reminded me that the last time I had something to eat was on the plane.
James: Just ... just order something up to share...