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My Wife - the Sheikh's Mistress

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Chapter 19

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 19 - 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  

When the alarm rang, both Maiko and I jolted awake. As we rubbed the sleep from our eyes, we looked at each other’s naked bodies with a bit of awkwardness. We did this knowing that Lydia was just staying one level above us. It was sheer madness if anyone had asked me.

James: I’m ... ermm ... I’m going to go back to my room...
Maiko: Okay ... I’ll go wash up ... We need to meet boss for breakfast in 40 minutes ... James: Okay...

Heading back to my room through the connecting door, I realised that my room light had been left on for the whole night. I thought nothing of it; the hotel was paying for the electricity bill anyway. I shut the connecting door as if doing so would make me feel better. I took a quick shower and got dressed.

Maiko took a while longer to get ready because of the dried mess I had left on her body. At 6:50 a.m., we left our rooms together and went down to therestaurant where the breakfast buffet was being served. Barkar was already seated at a round table but there was no sign of Rashid. Maiko and I took a seat. We would not go for the food until Rashid arrived. Lydia came down five minutes later and she ignored my attempts at making eye contact. Instead she chose to sit some distance away from me at the seat beside Barkar. No one said anything. My wife folded her arms and just stared out into the courtyard. The waiter served us coffee and tea while Barkar texted on his phone.

Barkar: Sheikh Rashid will join us in a while. He wants you guys to start breakfast without him. We will be checking out of this hotel after breakfast.

Barkar stood up and walked to the buffet line. Lydia followed and Maiko and I went next. I walked over to the egg station and tried to talk to Lydia while she was waiting for her order.

James: Dear ... can we talk properly...?

She turned and snapped at me, startling the cook who was preparing her scrambled eggs.

Lydia: What is there to talk about? James: I ... Lydia: Your room light was on the whole night. I can fucking look inside your room from where I am.

She whispered harshly and I felt my heart sinking.

Lydia: You were fucking Maiko the whole night. Don’t think I don’t know that! James: No ... I didn’t. It’s a misunderstanding! Lydia: Then where were you? You were sleeping in the toilet is that it? James: Dear, I ... I didn’t do anything...!

My wife gave me a dirty stare and turned away. I tried to explain to Lydia that it was not what she thought it was. I knew I needed to lie all the way; there was no way I could admit what I did. That would be suicide.

James: Yes, I was in her room but we did nothing. We ate there, talked and that was it! I slept on the couch ... We didn’t do anything!

Maiko just happened to be walking towards the egg station but upon seeing the tense atmosphere, she quickly avoided any eye contact and walked away.

Lydia: Keep telling yourself that and maybe you will believe it’s true. James: It’s true dear ... We didn’t do anything! Lydia: Sometimes I wonder if you will ever have the balls to own up to something you did! James: Dear, it’s true. I’m innocent ... I ... Lydia: Get the fuck away from me ... James: Dear, look at me ... I ... I love you ... I ... Lydia: James ... Stop insulting my intelligence!

My wife took the eggs from the chef and then she walked briskly away from me. I could tell she was not convinced, but I had no choice, I had to deny it all the way. Returning to the table, I saw Barkar enjoying his breakfast. He was about to stuff another bread roll into his mouth when he suddenly stopped and wiped his lips. He got up and I turned around to see Rashid walking towards us with the hotel manager beside him. Rashid held a folder in his hand and he gestured for us to continue with our breakfast. He took the seat beside Lydia and placed the folder which was embossed with the hotel’s logo on the table.

Rashid: Alright, let’s eat shall we...? Lydia: Sheikh Rashid, what would you like? Eggs? Rashid: Poached please. Thank you Lydia...

I put down my utensils when I realised how much of a glutton I appeared to be. While I continued stuffing beef bacon into my mouth, my wife knew better than to just continue eating when the boss’s plate was empty.

Rashid: Eat, eat. Don’t stop ... it’s okay...

Rashid looked at Maiko and he broke into a grin before he turned to make brief eye contact with me. When my wife came back with a plate filled with poached eggs and a selection of food from the buffet, Rashid stood up in a gentlemanly manner and accepted the plate from her.

Rashid: Thank you Lydia. I hope you had a good rest last night. Lydia: I did Sheikh Rashid. Thank you so much for giving up the suite ... I feel bad for making...

He cut her off and told her not to think too much about it. I saw him giving my wife a reassuring pat on her back before he sneaked in a quick rub and felt up her bra strap.

Rashid: Just enjoy your breakfast first...

Rashid chatted casually with everyone while he ate; he mentioned nothing about work and mostly about how our first night in the Emirates was. After we were done with breakfast and a fresh round of coffee was served, Rashid turned towards me.

Rashid: James ... ermmm ... I want to make my position clear, especially when it concerns the private lives of my employees...

My heart started beating faster the moment Rashid started talking. That tone, that trying to be noble tone was a sure sign of disaster based on what I had experienced so far. He opened the folder which contained the final bill for the hotel rooms inclusive of additional charges. Lydia looked at the bill and then she picked it up. I saw her eyes scanning left and right before she crushed the bill and threw it in my face.

Rashid: Lydia, please ... let me speak ... I don’t want to hear a word from you guys until I’m done...

 
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