Passion and Punishment
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"Ms. Seren can you take care of our customer if you are available?"
I came to my senses when the shop assistant called out. The message I received from my husband on my mobile phone minutes ago had literally isolated me from the world. I left the phone in the drawer and looked at the menopausal woman who was waiting in front of the cash register looking at me like I was an idiot. After putting the garter set which she had bought for her husband or her lover into the bag she walked out of the store.
When I was cool I started thinking about my husband's message. His father had put him in charge of the construction site in Saudi Arabia. Even though it was a development we were actually expecting I felt bitter inside. My husband Zafer had mentioned last week that he might get this promotion. The construction of a shopping center that would last two years. The only problem was that we would stay apart as long as he was working. Because I didn't want to go to Saudi Arabia to live there. That was why we had had a small argument.
My husband and I have been married for two years. We spent a year engaged. I am happy. He has always been kind to me and holds me in high regard. I am twenty-six years old. I work as a manager in an underwear shop. I have always been well-kept and fit no one sees me in my shabby clothes at home. I have been like this since I was a young girl. I attract a lot of attention thanks to my shapely physique and long black hair.
My father-in-law is the owner of two underwear stores and the construction company where my husband works. I had met him with his wife when they came to visit the store of course I was a clerk at that time. Normally our boss Mr. Oğuz does not come to the store that easily but I had happened to meet him that day.
Later when it came to our marriage his father had covered all of our wedding expenses. He seems tough on the outside but is actually a soft-hearted person he is a short and pot-bellied man in his mid-fifties. The families were very kind and affectionate when they met for the first time. When I first saw him I was very warm. My family consists of my mother father and my 18-year-old brother. My father is a retired civil servant and my mother is a housewife my brother Erhan is preparing for university.My husband have a 21 year-old brother.
In the evening my husband and I went to a restaurant to celebrate his promotion. His new position would increase our income. While we were talking during the meal we started to make holiday plans and dream of buying a house or a car. He wanted me to stay with my parents while he was in Saudi Arabia but I did not want to give up the comfort of my own home. I understood him. His mind would stay with me. He was afraid that his young and beautiful wife would be in trouble if she was left alone. I was hurt that he did not trust me. I hadn't even looked at anyone but him, since the day we were together.
"Don't you trust me? Have you seen any wrong behavior of mine until today?" I asked making a frown on my face.
"My love of course I trust you. I'm just afraid that something might happen to you."
"Returning to my father's house seems like bad luck for us. We will be separated anyway. Maybe I can stay there on the weekends but I cannot stay there all the time because I have to go to work and I love my home very much. What can happen to me? I am at the store all day and I come home in the evenings."
"Don't be afraid baby I won't give up on you even if the world disappears. My mind will remain with you that's all." he said.
It was obvious that he was uneasy. When the dessert service came an idea came to my mind.
"My love let's talk to my parents let Erhan stay with me until you return so that you will be comfortable." I said. This idea clicked in his mind and he relaxed a little.
On the way home I hugged and kissed him in the car. While we were driving on the road I started to put my hand inside his trousers and stroke his penis. It was the first time I ever did something like this. Zafer was also surprised but he liked it. As soon as we got home we made love.
The next evening we went to dinner with my parents. We talked about the issue in detail. Erhan was already satisfied. The channels he could watch football matches were unencrypted at our house. He would be comfortable because there would be no pressure from his parents. My father told my husband not to worry about me and that he would keep an eye on us. The problem was solved. Two days later Erhan brought his belongings to our house.
A week had passed. Zafer and I were chatting whenever we had the chance. I missed him so much already. Things were good at home. Erhan was helping with the housework. He was also studying for his lessons. We went on a picnic with my mother on the weekend. Everything was as it should be.
After taking a shower Monday morning I went to my bedroom took off my bathrobe and put on my underwear. Realizing that I had woken up Erhan came to my bedroom door while I was creaming my face in the mirror. He had wanted to say good morning to me but his words were left unfinished. His eyes were fixed on my bare breasts. He immediately turned his head and apologized. I had left my door open out of habit. My little brother had seen my breasts. It wasn't his fault. I should have been more careful.
As I was leaving the house I stopped by his room and asked if he wanted anything.
He said sheepishly "No sister thank you."
I approached him and caressed his hair. "It's not your fault it's my fault don't be upset. You've probably seen breasts before." I said smiling.
"Of course I've seen many but yours are the most beautiful." he said with a grin.
"Donkey." I laughed and left his room. I smiled when I remembered his embarrassment while riding the subway to work. He was a young man he might have some needs.
While I was checking the shelves at the store on an ordinary Monday work day my father- in- law Mr. Oğuz came to the store. I was surprised as were all of the employees. After talking about business for a while he asked me to join him for lunch. We ate together at one of the fast-food restaurants.
"How's it going? Are you getting used to it? There's no problem right? If you need anything let me know."
"Everything is fine no problems. Thank you."
"We separated you and Zafer but I have big plans for him. He needs to make some sacrifices. If there is any trouble do not hesitate to tell me."
I was happy for my husband. I walked him to the parking lot as he was leaving without stopping at the store after lunch. He hugged me as we said goodbye. I was somewhat surprised because we had never been this close before. Even though his belly didn't allow it I felt his hands on my waist just above my hips although I was sure he didn't have any ulterior motives.
The situation at home was normal we had not talked about our little incident. I felt Erhan's eyes on me. He was looking at my hips and breasts with furtive glances. Strangely this practice of his made me hot. It had been ten days since my husband had been gone. I masturbated in the bathroom. My husband sometimes satisfied me in bed but mostly I relaxed by masturbating.
The next day there was a wedding in the evening a relative of my husband was getting married. I had a hard time convincing Erhan but he agreed to come with me. He had hated things like weddings and funerals since his childhood. My father- in- law called me and said he would send a vehicle to pick us up. I liked this gesture very much. If Zafer was here we would be using a company car.
I chose a black mini-dress. I wanted to wear the garter set I bought from the store. It felt sexy. When I finished my preparations, Erhan's admiring looks lifted my spirits even more. A VIP-style luxury vehicle came to pick us up. My father- in- law was not there he had sent his driver. Even though it was a bit difficult I managed to get in. The wedding was going to be outdoors. It was a good thing they didn't hold it indoors as it was the beginning of the summer. While I was looking out the window in the backseat I noticed Erhan looking at my legs. My dress had ridden up my legs and my garter belt was visible. I straightened up slightly and corrected my sitting position.
