Meanwhile H was working away in the small hotel suite in Dubai, he felt sexually frustrated, he'd been there just over a week and struck out with every chat up line, not even a flirt.
Normally there's someone to hit on in the hotel bar, single travellers or fellow business people out there, but nothing. He knew he'd have his normal fun people back in the Uk, but he was nowhere near done with business out there.
Carla's picture of the second bead really wasn't helping his frame of mind, he'd really enjoyed playing with them and now with Lucy opening up to Carla, there was a lot more fun to be had.
The door buzzed in the hotel, 'room service' a meek voice called, 'yes yes come in' H called out.
It was a different maid today, young, maybe 22 years old, she was short and petit, not even five foot tall, wearing the Muslim Hijab headwear. The maids uniform in the hotel were trousers and some sort of wrap around tabard top, that seem to fasten down the side.
H didn't pay much attention, he'd always liked the curvier lady and the maid was younger than his normal fuck buddies, she had small petit breasts, even though her work clothes were snuggly fitted around her breasts, they weren't much to look at.
She did the chores, working from the bedroom and en-suite, through to the small kitchen area that ran along the lounge, all very compact. As she cleared the used coffee capsules from the counter, she offered to make H a drink which he accepted.
The air conditioning unit was blasting from above the kitchen units, enjoying the brief rest from her duties, she let the cool air blow over her, making her small nipples erect.
She took the espresso coffee over to H, as he looked up, his interest in her changed immediately, her nipples erect and in his eye line, he could clearly see the outline of her nipple bars of her pierced breasts.
'well I wasn't expecting that!' He smoothly commented to her 'not so much of a good Muslim girl?' he questioned.
'Not so much of a good tipper are you' she said with confidence and turned away 'see you tomorrow Sir' she commented, as she collected her things and left the room.
H was excited, he had to stop what he was doing and go to the freshly made bed and stoke his now enlarged dick, he fantasised about fucking the maid as his cum shot across the bed and onto the marble tiled floor.
'Fuck get a grip of yourself' he thought, wanking over a young maid who wasn't his type, just because of her nipple bars, he cleaned himself and the mess up and got back to his laptop.
Later in the day, H stepped out of the shower, his black body still shiny and water still beading off him, he grabbed his dick to the point it was semi hard and then took a picture of it, what's app - Carla - Mike - attach pic - send 'missing it?' was the text to go with the picture.
Both Mike and Carla opened the picture simultaneously, Mike was missing it and missing seeing him fucking his wife and also thought he needed to try sucking him better like Lucy in the previous picture. But he did the normal 'man thing' and gave a thumbs up emoji.
Carla's reply didn't impress H, she playfully typed 'you're not the only black guy with eyes for me, whilst the cats away and all that' followed by a tongue out emoji.
He put the phone down and got ready for dinner, on the way down to dinner, there was the young maid again, coming out of another room, 'evening sir' she said in a professional way as trained by the hotel, 'evening' H replied, he wanted her and was very horny, due to the lack of attention he was getting.
He turned back to her 'could you drop off an extra pillow, I should be back from dinner at 8-30 and I'll make sure I'll have a good tip with me, for your great work earlier' she just gave a polite nod.
'no problem sir, I'll drop it off soon' she replied.
H decided to grab a drink at the bar before he ate, he ordered an Old Fashioned short cocktail, when an older lady, maybe mid fifties sat just by him. She was pretty but had spent money to try and keep herself looking younger, lip fillers and Botox around her eyes and forehead, she had breast implants and curvy hips, H stuck up his normal flirting, forgetting about the young maid he was previously trying to fuck.
She laughed and smiled at all his little flirts and stories, she said she out there to get some autumnal sun.
Just when H thought he might be having different fun than he'd planned with the maid, Susan introduced an older guy walking through the the cocktail lounge as her 'new' husband. The cut of his dinner jacket and the huge Breitling watch just cried out that this guy was seriously rich.
Susan and her husband parted ways from H and they all headed for their evening dinner.
H finished up the final sips of his Merlot, it was 8-45pm, he planned to be back at his room for half past hoping the maid would take his hint, he quickly headed up to his suite, she had took the hint and had been hanging around the maids storage room at the end of his corridor, she saw his large figure heading up to his suite, she set off walking towards him.
'Evening sir, good dinner?' she enquired, being very professional. He tapped the keycard on the door and they both went into his room, 'pillow?' he questioned her.
'We both know you don't need extra pillows, plus there's some in the wardrobe, so what do you want?' she said shapely, looking up to him.
H was feeling more confident than usual due to the alcohol flowing through his veins 'I want to know how sensitive your nipples are and how dark are your nipples?' he swooned.
'Tough! Strip!' she said to him, H really didn't expect this, he started to unbutton his white shirt and stood there showing his bare chest.
'No! Strip! Everything' she demeaned.
'Ok!' he said being cocky, threw off his shirt and undid his belt, the slid down his boxers, he really wasn't use to be told what to do,.
She walked around him, trailing her fingers across his chest, around his back then stood in front of him, his dick was starting to wake up, but he wasn't hard.
Slap! 'That's no good to me soft' as her hand slapped his dick, he felt pain stab up from his balls, it wasn't a playful slap, 'who the fuck is this girl' he thought.
'There's far too much male dominance in this country and I like to turn the tables, so if you want to see more of me, you'll do as you are told, OK?' she sternly told him.
H nodded and had start to work his dick, he was almost rock hard, ready for whatever she demanded.
She undid the zip at the side of the uniform top and slid off her trousers, the top, even though open didn't reveal her breasts. She sat on the sofa and opened her legs and slid her finger across her clit, she had a mound of thick black pubic hair above her slit and smoothly shaved everywhere else.
Come and taste my pussy, H took a step forward, 'stop! Say yes Miss Zara!' she ordered him.
'Yes miss Zara' H mumbled, he opened her slim legs further to fit his broad shoulders between legs, he could smell a faint smell of her body spray from earlier in the day, but he could tell she wasn't shower fresh, but he found the smell of her pussy intoxicating.
'Don't fucking move until I've cum' Zara demanded, he was starting to love the roll reversal and worked her clit and hole with his long tongue, as he looked up, Zara had opened her work top and was playing with her nipples, he was surprised how hard she was pulling at them,
He could tell she was about to cum, he gripped her thighs as she stared to cum, she was very loud 'suck down on my clit now!' She demanded, her orgasm stared to pass as she pushed him off her.
'Table' she demanded, he walked over to the table that was doubled as his work space, he looked at her, she was now naked apart from her Hijab. 'Bend over the table and don't move! And do not look at me or it will be worse for you!!' She growled.
Zara moved across the room and removed his belt from his chinos. CRACK!!! The pain was immense from the belt, 'what the fuck are you doing' he barked.
'Don't you dare move and stop being a little bitch' Zara said calmly, CRACK! Again, this time H didn't speak, he just gritted his teeth.
'Do you want to fuck me!' Crack as she hit him again, 'yes miss Zara' he replied
'Think you are learning, this is what is going to happen, you are going to fuck me hard as you can for as long as you can and in the morning my friend who works here will be your maid and you'll fuck her too, understand?' Zara demanded.
Crack!!! as the belt marks started to rise up across his ass.
'Yes miss Zara, I'll fuck and your friend' H replied, she walked to the bedroom, and got on all fours.
H climbed up behind her, her slim toned ass was cocked in the air and her wet pussy was ready for him, 'I'll teach this bitch a lesson' H thought, as he pushed into her, knowing he'd stretch and fell her up, Zara gasped as he filled her up, he could feel that she wasn't deep enough to take his full length.
'Well fuck me then bitch!!!' She snarled as she was crammed full of black dick, this made H's head whirl, he was always in charge, this was different, he stated to feel her tighten as her orgasm was on the brink of engulfing her body.
He'd only been in her for 90 seconds or so, then he felt his balls tighten, jet after jet of cum fired into her as she cum on his huge dick.
'Thought you'd have been better, I've had a lot better dick than that' Zara said almost disappointed in him, she wiped her used pussy on his pillow 'little reminder how poor you were' she smirked at him, in seconds she was dressed 'I'll take my tip from your wallet' as she emptied it, 'ok' he shouted back through the suite.
