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Rayan’s temples twinged, and his forehead wrinkled as he slipped out the door, away from the slumbering tiger in his bed. Another day where he could cut the tension with a knife hung heavy in his body. He wanted to run away, but where would he go? His chest released his held breath as the door shut, and he stepped into the cool night air. The tightness in his neck and between his shoulder blades eased with each step away from the room.
I just need to clear my head, he thought.
A thick, dark cloud moved across the sky over his head, blocking out the light of the moon and stars. It made the path before him hard to see, but he knew it well. More and more, he retreated to it to find reprieve from the pressure cooker of his marriage. Why was this happening to him? He fought temptation and chose the path of righteousness, and yet, his wife still treated him with resentment as though he cheated on her.
I might as well have, he thought.
His nose wrinkled, and he winced as he scolded himself out loud.
“No, Rayan! You mustn’t think such things!”
His shoulders fell, and his legs wobbled as he remembered the night Huda walked in on him in the bathroom. She saw his fingers wrapped around his erect penis and his hand pounding at it. He didn’t confess his thoughts about the woman, Jessica, but his wife suspected and accused him of it, anyway. Attempts to deny it failed, as though she saw the truth written across his face. He felt like a horrible husband for finding relief and escape in thoughts of Jessica. Thinking about the things he might do with her if he did give in to temptation.
The distraction of his thoughts carried him through the trees until he reached the opening out on the beach. The same spot he met Jessica that night. He dug his feet into the sand, still warm from the sun’s baking. Looking around him and finding no one, he took a deep breath and unfastened his pants. The night air tickled the flesh on his growing penis, and he slipped his fingers underneath the shaft, holding it as it expanded. His eyes closed, and he envisioned Jessica that night. How sexy she looked.
“This seems to be our spot.”
Rayan jumped at the sound of the female voice coming from behind him, and he fumbled with his pants, trying and failing to put his erection away. He turned towards the sound, his heart pounding. Jessica Stroker stepped out from the trees. Through the darkness, he could just make out the glow of her bare skin, her sinuous curves, and her flowing hair. Her voice dripped like hot syrup.
“What are you doing out here, Rayan?”
His stiff phallus ached as he shoved it into his pants, and his hands trembled, failing to grapple with the zipper. Jessica slipped up to him like a ghost. Her fiery breath tickled the skin on his neck, and her warm fingers rested on his stomach just above his unzipped pants.
“Looks like someone is being naughty. Touching themselves outside on the beach.”
His voice stammered.
“I shouldn’t. We shouldn’t be seen out here together, Jessica.”
“Who’s going to see us? It’s almost midnight.”
Her hand glided down his stomach into his pants, and her fingertips grazed his hardness. He shivered as a bolt of delight shot from the place she touched up through his sternum, into his neck and chin.
“Well, Huda saw us the other night.”
She chuckled, and her husky voice sent soothing vibrations through Rayan’s bones.
“I know, Rayan.”
His voice cracked as her fingers wrapped around his shaft, pulling it up and out of his pants.
“You know?”
“Mmm-hmm. You can’t see it, Rayan, but I’m wearing a different suit. My new buddy, Jennifer, gave it to me. She doesn’t know it, but she also helped me out. I put a little note where I knew she would find it. And she did just what I thought she would. She took it to Huda.”
“A note?”
The low hum of Jessica’s laugh brushed Rayan’s eardrums.
“Yes, Rayan. A little note that hinted about our meeting.”
“Why would you do that?”
“I wanted to make sure your wife saw both of us repenting from our sins.”
Rayan swallowed hard. A sting sliced at his forehead as he considered his present failure. Jessica’s presence melted all his resolve - all his moral fibers - until only his surrender and desire remained.
“I imagine Huda has been pouncing on you with ravenous sexual appetite ever since she saw you choose faithfulness to her, but I haven’t been able to keep you out of my mind, Rayan. I tried to be good, but I can’t. I want your cock inside me.”
Jessica’s head lowered out of sight, and her free hand pulled at Rayan’s pants so that they fell to his ankles. His eyes closed as the warmth of her wet lips slipped around the head of his penis. His thigh and butt muscles tensed, and his member throbbed as electricity ripped through his midsection. He sneered at the thought of Huda pouncing on him with sexual appetite. If only. Perhaps he wouldn’t be standing there now, so ready to fall into sin. How could he resist the desire of this bewitching woman? She came to him like a refreshing drink for a man dying of thirst in a desert.
Jessica rose and turned her back to him. Looking back at him with a devilish smile, she bent over and pushed her beautiful bare butt towards him until her soft skin pressed into his pulsing penis.
“Fuck me, Rayan. Put your hard cock in me.”
As if in a trance, Rayan reached out his hands and took hold of her hips. The head of his penis slipped into her dripping hot vagina. Hot waves of ecstasy rolled up through his chest and smacked against the back of his head. He clenched her slender waist and pulled at it, and she moaned.
“Yess, take this pussy, Rayan. I’ve wanted it so much.”
Each time his hip bones smacked against her silky butt cheeks, pulses of forbidden bliss released in his groin, in his chest, and behind his forehead. He groaned, and his chest vibrated with satisfaction.
“Oh, god, Jessica!”
“Take it, Rayan. Make this pussy yours. Fill it up with your cum!”
His penis stretched to a painful hardness, and his heart ached as he grieved the coming culmination of his failure and betrayal of his marriage. He whimpered.
“Oh, god, I’m going to cum.”
She howled.
“Yes, Rayan. Cum inside me. Oh my god, I’m going to cum, too. I’m going to cum on your cock.”
He felt her body shake in his hands as he exploded inside of her. His seed burst out of him, burning like fire, and his entire body shivered like an icy hot liquid raced through his veins. The sensation spread to the tips of his fingers, to his toes, to his earlobes. He leaned back, still clinging to her, and his hips pressed into her.
“Oh, god.”
The waves slowed as the pumping of his semen into her subsided. His grip on her loosened, and he stumbled back. The night air hit the moisture all over his penis and sent a chill up his spine. Reality set in, and his heart sank.
“What have I done?”
Jessica bent over and picked up her bathing suit.
“Think about that later, Rayan. We need to hurry back to our sleeping spouses before they wake and wonder where we are.”
She kissed him and hurried off, leaving him standing there, his wet penis dangling. A tear formed in the corner of his eye as he repeated the question to the silence.
“What have I done?”
