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My Wife - the Sheikh's Mistress

Copyright© 2025 by Desert Nights

Chapter 21

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 21 - 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  

The tour resumed and we did what tourists did, walking though the souks in the old town and exploring the fort. Rashid pointed to the dead coral embedded in the walls of the fort and explained about it to Lydia, while I looked on from a distance away as Alisha tried to explain other interesting facts about the desert to me.

Rashid: We have plenty of sand but no stone. So we used coral from the sea as building materials. Our wealth in oil was only discovered about 50 years ago. So everything new you see around us is...

I mentally zoned out from Rashid’s explanation but Lydia was hanging onto his every word. She was the type that would follow the guide around, asking question after question because she was genuinely interested in the place’s history. I kept looking at Lydia and Rashid who were starting to walk closer and closer together. It was like Lydia knew that I was watching her and she was doing it deliberately. Without realising it, I started taking photos together with Alisha as well. I replicated the same pose Lydia did with Rashid. I went behind Alisha and put my arm around her back while I held up my camera in my free hand with my face beside hers.

Alisha: Oh ... oh my ... hahaha...

Alisha blushed but she still smiled for the camera. I made sure to take long enough doing it so that Lydia would see what I was doing. She did, and the stakes started getting higher. It became like a competition, each of us trying to see how we could outdo the other. Lydia asked Barkar to take a picture of her and Rashid. She linked arms with our employer as she posed for the camera, prompting a wide smile from Rashid that was captured in the photo. I tried to do what Lydia did with Alisha but Alisha was still a bit reserved. In this competition, there appeared to be only one winner, and that was Rashid.

Despite being a little more reserved and shy, Alisha was still very friendly. As we chatted, it suddenly struck me what Alisha’s role in this was. She was there for me. Just like how Rashid made sure that Maiko was there to satisfy my needs, Alisha was now here to replace her. As sick as the thought might be, I felt excited by the hopes of being able to sleep with such an exotic beauty. When it was time to take a break for lunch, Rashid brought us to the Palm Island. I had only seen the place in photos and on TV. I never thought I would get to see it for myself in real life. As the convoy pulled up to a grand looking hotel, I looked at its name, ‘Atlantis’, and I Googled it. It was a luxury resort located at the end of the Palm Island.

Alisha: This is a nice resort, very family orientated. It has a water theme park too. James: I see ... Have you gone to the theme park before? Alisha: I have ... James: Would you like to go again?

I was trying my luck to see if I could get a glimpse of Alisha in a bikini.

Alisha: Hahaha ... maybe not this time...

There was no need to wait and there was no need to checking in. Everything was ready and waiting for us. All we needed to do was to follow the hotel manager who seemed eager to win favour with Rashid. Alisha followed us into the hotel and I saw several hotel staff greeting her as if she were a regular at that establishment. My wife could not stop taking photos and videos of the grand hotel lobby. Looking at the interior, it felt rather familiar; I think I might have seen it before in a Jackie Chan movie. I was expecting to be given a cheap room while Lydia was given a suite like before but Rashid was full of surprises. It was impossible to guess his next move or what he was thinking. The manager assigned a suite to Lydia and me, and another for Rashid. I saw the doubt on Lydia’s face but she said nothing. It was not polite to turn down the gesture of a generous boss, especially not in front of others.

Rashid: Wash up and we will meet for lunch at the restaurant in 30 minutes. Alisha: I’ll go ahead to the restaurant and make sure we get the best table! James: Thank you Alisha. Manager: Sir, Madam, I require your passports.

We handed them over to the manager and followed him into the suite. Stepping into the suite, I was blown away by the view. The large and luxurious looking room came with its own private terrace that commanded a view of the Palm Jumeriah Island.

James: Wow ... Manager: This is one of our most sought after suite after the presidential suite. Lydia: Wow, this is amazing. Thank you ermmm...

My wife looked at the manager’s name and thanked him for showing us to the suite. I thanked him as well but upon seeing how he lingered around and kept offering more assistance, I knew exactly what I had to do to make him leave.

James: Thank you Bobby.

I handed him a 50 AED note and he gave me a smile as he touched his heart with a slight bow. Walking him to the door, he pulled something out from his pocket and then palmed it to me. It was a room card. My eyes widened when I looked at the card which was for a room located on a different level.

Bobby: Sir ... Ms Alisha wants me to give you this...

He grinned and I immediately knew what he meant. I quickly put it into my pocket. The message could not have been more clear. As long as I followed Rashid’s instructions like a dog, there would be rewards like this waiting for me. Alisha was a treat, just like how Maiko was one. I shut the door and went towards Lydia who was bending down to pick up her bags.

James: Dear, I...

“SMACK!”

The slap came without warning and it was hard enough that I tasted the blood from my gums as a result of my wife’s hit.

Lydia: I want a divorce...! James: Dear ... can we ... please...

My wife hit me again, and again, and again. She screamed and shouted at me as she kicked me towards the living area.

Lydia: Don’t you fucking touch me! Get out ... just get out of my sight for fucks sake!

She shot me a hateful look as she pulled her bags into the large bedroom. I didn’t mind sleeping on the couch, it was spacious and wide enough but I wanted to make sure that the situation between us would not get to a point where it became unmendable, even though I knew things were going to get a lot worse before they would eventually become better. Since there were two bathrooms in the suite, I used the smaller room to wash up and get changed.

James: You want to go down to the restaurant together?

I only heard my wife screaming for me to fuck off. I left the suite and I decided to head to the room where Alisha was. Opening the door with the key card, I realised it was empty; she had to be still down at the restaurant. It was okay, the card was probably meant for me to go over in the evening after Lydia was asleep.

Lunch at the restaurant in the five star resort was amazing. The spread of food on offer simply left me in awe. From local to international cuisine and seafood, the spread trumped any I had ever seen in Singapore. The chocolate fountain towered almost to the ceiling of the restaurant, and from it flowed an endless stream of various types of the dark nectar. For those with a sweet tooth, you could never go wrong with the milk chocolate. The purist could go for the liquid dark chocolate or if you liked your desert a little lighter, you could dip your marshmallows into the pool of white chocolate for that extra oomph.

Rashid was the one who kept the conversation going around our table. Alisha started with the prawns and she was nice enough to de-shell them for everyone because she did not want us to dirty our hands. However, she went the extra mile and put a few extra prawns on my plate because she was seated right beside me. I knew that she meant no harm, it was just a matter of convenience, but Lydia did not see it that way. Her face was already black enough but when she saw that I was enjoying my lunch while I chatted with Alisha, it sort of triggered her further. Rashid saw everything that went on around the table. I could tell he was taking in every subtle clue with those hawk-like eyes of his. He was always observing while he pretended not to. It was like he was always planning and calculating his next move. At about 3:30 p.m., we left the restaurant to return to our rooms.

Rashid: I have some work to attend to. You will be staying here for the next couple of days. Everything is paid for, so enjoy the water park and just chill at the resort. Don’t worry about anything okay? I’ll be back here in a day or two ... Lydia: Where are you going Sheikh Rashid? If it’s work related, do you need help? I can...

Rashid put up a hand and he gave my wife a gentle rub on her shoulder.

Rashid: It’s okay Lydia, I can handle it ... I want you to just relax for a couple of days. I was hoping to stay a while longer but this business issue involving the families requires my personal attention...

He went on to say that he would be flying off in a private jet to different Gulf states for the next few days. His schedule was not exactly fixed so he might not be contactable for a while.

Rashid: You guys are all adults, so feel free to explore the city ... Alisha is free and she will do her best to try and make you guys comfortable.

When Rashid said the word ‘comfortable’, he gave my leg a nudge. ‘Comfortable’, we all knew what that meant didn’t we?

Rashid: Alright Alisha, I’ll leave them to your capable hands ... Alisha: Yes, Rashid ... no problem...

 
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