Hello everyone, I hope you are doing well. This is my first story based on my own experience. I have left out quite a bit of the boring stuff out and paced it up for a good read.
I hope you Enjoy!!
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On the way back from a friend's place, I stopped at a coffee shop to get my daily dose of evening caffeine. I was dressed in a long sleeve dress with my butt long hair all tucked in my hijab. I ordered my desired coffee and after a short period I finally had it. I took it and went to the vacant corner table for two and sat to drink it.
It had barely been 10 minutes before a tall about 6'5", brunette Caucasian male approached me, he wasn't muscular nor chubby but he did have a slightly noticeable belly. He introduced himself as Alex, I noticed his piercing blue eyes and neatly kept beard. He asked for my name, I replied with "Selma." "It is a pleasure to meet you Selma," he added taking the seat infront of me. We started over conversation with the types of coffee we were having and before long we were talking about all sorts of stuff.
As it started to get late, I excused myself. However, before leaving we exchanged our contact information. I let Alex know that I had to be at home before 9PM as my husband, Amir, was leaving for a business trip tomorrow. That night me and Alex stayed up chatting through out the night and made plans to meet after his work hours. I suggested to meet at my place because I wanted to impress Alex. As expected this brought my husband into conversation. I updated Alex about my husband's business and departure for a week.
As of yet, I was unsure, and did not know what I felt about Alex so I told him that I would only like to be friends with him. Though I had a strange feeling around him. Keeping this event a complete secret from my husband, I waited for him to leave and gave Alex a green light. He informed me he'd arrive around 3:15PM
Amir left around 12:30PM and once he was gone, I quickly prepared two large servings of biryani for us. I dressed up in a long red dress with black hijab, applied light makeup and perfume and lit citrus scented candles around the house. I finished around 3PM and began waiting for Alex. Not long after, I heard the bell ring, and with it I felt a my heart beating faster. I rushed over and opened the door to Alex.
"You look so beautiful, " complimented Alex after breaking out of his daze. His dazed and expression was super cute. I then quickly invited him in and took him into the dinning room. I served us the biryani and began talking.
Alex complimented my cooking, something my Amir, my husband, almost never did. As one thing led to another, our conversation turned towards sex. Being a Muslim girl raised in a strict environment, I felt uncomfortable. Alex picked up on this and looking in my eyes he state in a low, calm and reassuring tone, "Selma, it is only natural between two adults who have attraction toward each other to move towards sex and I find you very attractive. " Our conversation started with different types of kisses to different positions. As Alex kept going, I started to get turned on, my legs rubbing together.
He took my hand in his hand and I knew I had to stop it right away "Alex, this is not right I am married, we shouldn't do this." He listened to me and stopped for a few moments. I took this opportunity to gather plates and put them in the sink. He also got up and came from behind me as I placed the plates in the sink.
Before I could turn, he hugged me from behind and lightly whispered in my ear, "You invited me into your house, dressed up got this makeup on and smell good, no girl does it for just a friend. You felt something just like i did." I felt a tingling feeling run up my spine, all he said was true, being neglected by my husband and hearing Alex talk about sex had turned me on too much. I was unable to ignore his big hands on my belly, caressing it. "You look so good in that red dress and hijab. I have never done it with a hijabi lady before and you smell sooo good." whispered Alex in my ear. I couldn't take it anymore, my body surrendered to his unbreakable and soothing embrace. I felt his firm grip on my torso, his hands nearly as big as the width of my waist. "I have never let any man other than my husband touch me and yet you feel different, pleasurable and compelling. " I replied in a hushed voice.