Two weekends later, Ali threw a large gathering for all the clinic staff and their spouses or significant others. It was a sunny Southern California afternoon, and with his view of the ocean and outdoor pool with a wet bar, it was always a favorite with the clinic staff.
The party was scheduled to start around 4:30pm. Most people started rolling in around 5:00pm. Turns out it was a catered affair with all kinds of Mediterranean flavored dishes, including kabobs, hummus and tabouli, falafel, etc. There were a handful of waiters that were part of the catering staff, and they were manning the food and liquor stations.
Soheila showed up dressed in a classy dress that revealed her shoulders and a small amount of cleavage... Persian women were generally quite liberated when not living under the rule of Islamic Law or Sharia Law back in the motherland.
Ali greeted the two of them: "Good evening you two! Hi, I'm Ali Hassan, Dr. Hassan's brother. It's nice to finally meet you. Jerry, isn't it?"
Jerry replied: "Yes indeed. Ali... It's nice to meet you. It's nice to meet some of the staff finally. It's nice to pair the faces with the names that I've heard so much about these last few months."
"Hopefully just good things!" Ali said, jokingly.
"Of course, all good," Jerry replied.
"What can I get you to drink? You do drink, don't you?" asked Ali.
Jerry replied, "Oh, I probably shouldn't. I have to drive later."
"Nonsense!" said Ali. "Just a drink won't kill you. After all, we're planning an evening of fun, and what better way to loosen up and enjoy yourself?"
Ali walked Jerry over to the closest wet bar and got him started with his first drink of the evening.
Dr. Hassan meanwhile approached Soheila. "Good evening, my dear."
"Good evening, Doctor," she replied. "How are you tonight?"
He replied, "Oh everything's fine. It's nice to be able to unwind sometimes. We don't get much rest in the medical business."
Fast forward three hours later, the party was going. There were probably about 50 people in attendance, a good mix of men and women, most of the guests being husbands and a small mix of wives. Ali had given Soheila a wink and then greeted Jerry again.
"Jerry, how are you enjoying the party? Let me get you another drink!" he said.
Jerry, already three drinks in and unsure whether to keep drinking, suddenly had yet another Margarita placed in his hand.
"Try this one! I made this myself. It's my special Margarita. I bet you can't drink just one!" Then Ali led him over to the veranda to talk him up.
Dr. Hassan came over to Soheila and said, "Come with me."
Soheila, unsure of what was going on but had an idea, was a little nervous of how any hanky panky would work while her husband was around.
"But doctor, my husband is here. Surely this isn't a good idea," she protested. She didn't protest anymore. she just didn't want to lose her marriage. Allah was virtually out of the picture. What she wanted, what she needed most of all was cock. Lots of good cock.
"Let me worry about that," he replied. "Ali has his attention for now."
Dr. Hassan then led her inside and down to the basement where she'd been taken a few weeks back.
"Take off your dress for me. But leave on your shoes. They're sexy," he said.
When Soheila took off her dress, she revealed some sexy garter belt and crotchless panties.
"My my! You came prepared!" Dr. Hassan said eagerly.