We married young. Young and inexperienced. A good decent Egyptian couple living in sprawling Cairo. We had met at the prestigious American University in Cairo and had gone on to excellent careers early on in our lives. We were both inexperienced virgins when we married which is quite common in our culture. I was only 25 and Salma was 22 when this story happened. We didn't plan it. It just.... happened. Needless to say, it changed our lives!
It was winter in Cairo, the streets were busy and it was a weekend. We had planned to go out to the old bazaar and have dinner there for a change. Salma wanted to do some shopping and I wanted to buy her something nice. I remember we were at a jewelry store and Salma was trying on a silver necklace when we met Ursula.
"Try these on," she said pointing at a pair of large earrings. "They would match nicely with that necklace."
Salma was a little surprised by the German sounding lady and how she interjected herself into our conversation. Shyly, Salma said "Oh OK, thanks".
Ursula looked at me and said "It will bring out her lovely eyes. She has such beautiful eyes. Very penetrating. Is she wearing kohl?"
I smiled and nodded.
"Kohl is so very perfect for Egyptian eyes," she said. "Sexy."
We started chatting with Ursula and trying on different pieces of jewelry. Soon we were like old friends. So it didn't feel strange when Salma asked Ursula to join us for coffee as we left the store. At the cafe, we laughed and chatted more and got to know her. Ursula had been living in Cairo for about two and half years. She was a freelance photographer specializing in fashion shoots. She had lovely shoulder length red hair and dressed elegantly in a low cut black dress that reached just above her knees. She wore amazingly exotic silver jewelry that accentuated her tanned freckled skin. And she smelt lovely! I was not particularly attracted to her but I would definitely say she was a sexy MILF. In those days though we did not use that term. It was the late 80s.
As Ursula spoke to us about her interesting work, she popped the question. Would Salma like to come over one evening to her studio to take a few photos? Ursula had a project she was working on that Salma would be perfect for.
"But I'm not a model," Salma explained.
"You don't have to be. You have the perfect eyes for this shoot. The idea is to try on a few hooded cloaks that are long and would cover your whole body. Only your face will show."
Salma looked at me. I smiled and shrugged. "Sure. Why not?"
"The actual shoot will be in the desert near the pyramids around sunset," Ursula explained further twirling her silver earring casually. "It will be absolutely amazing. Perfect for your skin tone and eyes."
Salma nodded her head excitedly and smiled "Wow. That sounds wonderful. And you are OK with that?" she asked me.
"Of course. It's not like you're going to be naked or anything like that." We all laughed.
So we set up an appointment to visit Ursula at her apartment a few days later in the evening after dinner.
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We arrived about an hour late. "Don't worry," Ursula said as she opened her apartment door. "This is Cairo. I know what the traffic is like."
Her apartment was so dark at first. She had only two lamps on in the whole apartment; one in the living room where we walked in, and another in her studio room to the left side. The studio was separated from the main room by a curtain that was half pulled.
"Come in. Have a seat here on the sofa please," she said gesturing towards the small sofa that was in the middle of the room at an angle. "Can I get you something to drink? I opened a bottle of wine already. Or maybe you don't drink?"
"Ahh no we don't," Salma said. "Sorry. We're OK actually. Maybe we can get the photos done right away please? It's getting late."
I could tell Salma was a little nervous about the whole thing. Ursula, who had taken a few steps towards the kitchen turned her head towards us and tried to calm her down and poured herself a glass of wine. It was then that I noticed how seductively dressed Ursula was. In the faint light her small tight shorts revealed tiny panties barely covering her curvy ass. Her tight v-neck t-shirt two sizes too small was almost pierced by her hard nipples as she turned around. But most of all, it was her bare feet and silver ankle bracelet that really turned me on. Reminding myself that Salma was sitting right next to me, and trying to remain professional I looked away from this sexy older woman and scanned the room. The pictures hanging on the wall should've been a red flag, but I was too disoriented to realize what was going on. They were all nudes. Very artful photos of different women in different poses, but all nudes. Shyly, I looked away back down to the floor.
Ursula brought her wine glass, pulled a cushion right in front of where we were sitting and sat down cross-legged. She started to chat, mainly with Salma until she started to calm down. She then got up, took Salma by the hand and showed her the studio.
