Aamira was a newlywed Pakistani bride married to a businessman in Dubai. She was very shy sexually at first and her father-in-law had arranged for her to spend a week in the compound of a pir, who was their family's spiritual guide. It was there she was slowly guided out of her inhibitions and trained to satisfy her new husband sexually.
When her father-in-law came to pick her up at the end of the week of training, he had a word in private with the pir, then drove her back home, all the while chatting kindly and telling her how pleased the pir was with her progress, and how he was looking forward to having her back home for his son. Aamira felt pangs of shyness talking to her father-in-law and her nipples involuntarily got hard under her abaya and her slit twitched with moistness in anticipation of meeting her husband.
She had been given a new set of abayas which were buttoned all along the front, and she had been instructed to remain naked under it, as part of her training.
When they reached home she was disappointed to learn her husband was at work. Her father-in-law had other plans, however. He took her to the living room and had the maid bring some tea. As they sat together sipping the hot tea he again told her how pleased the pir fakir was with her training, and that he too was proud of her. He then told her in a firm voice to unbutton her abaya. Aamira's cheeks flushed red, not expecting this. She softly offered to wait until her husband was back, but he repeated for her to unbutton, in a harsher tone this time, that meant business. I want to make sure you are fully trained and don't need to go back, he explained.
Aamira undid the first two buttons below her neck and hesitated, hoping that was it. Without warning she felt a sharp slap across her face that had her reeling. "Don't waste my time, show me how well you are trained!" he exclaimed.
Feeling the sting on her cheek, with tears welling up in her eyes, she felt her trembling fingers undo the rest of the buttons along the front of her abaya, shifting and adjusting her position to reach into her lap and all the way to the bottom, until the entire front was undone, but bunched up to keep her modesty covered.
"Stand up!" he instructed firmly, "You know how to do it, you have spent a week learning this." At that, she stood up silently, facing him. He reached out with both hands and jerked her abaya front apart, revealing her erect nipples sticking out of her firm breasts and her glistening bald pussy slit that had slightly spread open to release her twitching clit from the folds. She stood there with her eyes downcast as she was examined by her father-in-law. After what seemed like an eternity, he finally said, "Good!" then added, "Let's pray for the success of your married life." And with that, he led her to the prayer room. She stumbled barefoot behind him holding the open abaya together with one hand.
