My Wife - the Sheikh's Mistress
Copyright© 2025 by Desert Nights
Chapter 26
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 26 - 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!
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He smacked me on my back and roared with glee. After he calmed down, I asked him what was next.
Rashid: Ahhh ... next, I get to enjoy Lydia’s body of course ... hahaha ... She’s a sleeping beauty ... I’m the prince ... haha ... James: I thought ... I thought you want her to be ... Rashid: I want it all James ... I want to fuck her and use her while she’s unconscious ... and I want to do it to her when she’s wide awake as well ... I want it all ... hahaha...
Rashid told me that he would take care of Lydia for the next 48 hours.
Rashid: When she wakes up, she will be glowing in the aftermath of great, satisfying sex ... hahaha...
I watched as Rashid praised his crew for a job well done before dismissing most of them. He told me he would cut and edit the footage into a DVD for my viewing pleasure.
Lydia, while unconscious, was being treated to a relaxing spa massage followed by a body scrub. Rashid sat in front of me as we dined on spiced lamb rack and bread.
Rashid: You are welcome to stay in the room to watch if you are worried about your wife ... hahaha...
Rashid grinned as I turned to look at the spa therapist who was scraping a fruit yogurt scrub off Lydia’s body.
James: It’s okay ... I ... won’t disturb you ... Rashid: That is the answer I was expecting to hear ... hahaha...
I jumped in my seat when I felt a pair of hands sliding down my back. I turned around and saw it was Alisha.
Rashid: Alisha works for me. Hahaha ... don’t worry, she is not a member of the royal family ... James: I think I better not ... Rashid: Ahhh ... but I insist...
Rashid turned to Alisha and instructed her to make me the second happiest man in the Emirates that night. No prize for guessing who would be the happiest.
After dinner, Alisha held my hand and pulled me towards her. Her seductive eyes and her slender body were like a magnet, I felt that I was transformed into another one of the opposite polarity. I plastered myself against her and our lips locked. I might be kissing her but inside my head all I could think about was Rashid having his way with my unconscious wife. And as if Alisha could read my thoughts, she looked at me with a sly smile on her face and asked,
Alisha: You want to see what Rashid is doing? James: Can I?
Alisha smiled and she whipped out a room card.
Alisha: After you fuck me...
Rashid knew I could not resist seeing what was happening in the room with Lydia. When Alisha brought me to Rashid’s suite on the top floor, I saw Lydia naked on the bed with her legs spread and cum oozing out from her vagina. Rashid was on the phone happily texting.
Rashid: How was Alisha? Good? Hahaha ... is her pussy tight? James: Ye ... yes ... Sheikh Rashid. Rashid: Good...! Haha ... I’ve already gone two rounds with Lydia ... it’s so satisfying ... I know ... I know ... she’s out cold but there is a different type of enjoyment when it comes to fucking an unconscious babe isn’t there? Hahaha! James: Ye ... yes, Sheikh Rashid. Rashid: Lydia will be in good hands James ... not just for tonight, but for the rest of her life...
When Lydia came to, she would be made aware of the terms Rashid secured for our safe return to Singapore. She would be Rashid’s woman, not in an official capacity, but more of as an unofficial relationship at least in the eyes of other royals.
James: What if she says no...? Rashid: hahaha ... do you think she would say no?
I lay on the bed beside Lydia when she was about to come to. We were in the same suite at the five star resort. There were several bruises on my face and body inflicted by Rashid and his men to make the whole situation look real. I pretended to be asleep and waited until Lydia came over to rouse me.
Lydia: James ... dear! Dear...! Wake up ... James: Ernghhhh ... I have a headache ... I groaned ... Lydia: We’re back at the hotel ... I can see ... I can see again...! Can you see me...? James: Yes ... I woke up half a day before you ... Lydia: How long have I been out? James: About two days ... The doctor wants your eyes to fully return to normal before waking you up in case you experience another bout of trauma...
The room door opened and a nurse was there smiling at us.
Nurse: I will inform Sheikh Rashid that you are awake...
When the nurse left, my wife pulled me up and hugged me.
Lydia: I want to go home James ... I want to go home ... James: Me too...
The room door opened again and Rashid walked in with Barkar by his side.
Rashid: Hi Lydia, James...
Rashid sighed as he took a seat at the edge of the bed.
Rashid: Lydia ... how much do you remember...?
My wife looked down at the carpeted floor and replied softly that she remembered everything up until after the point where Rashid burst into the room and rescued us.
Lydia: I ... I remember you telling everyone that I am your ... your woman ... Rashid: Yes, Lydia ... That is the only way I can get you guys out of the crime of assaulting a member of the royal family...