14: The wrong man in her bed
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*Zara*
I spent the entire day constantly changing my mind. I know I should stay away from Dean. What we are doing is stupid and dangerous. But I can't stay away, I am drawn to him in a way I can't control.
It is like I have a huge flock of butterflies Living inside my stomach and I have a very hard time keeping still. I can't wait to see him again, to feel his soft lips against mine.
I once again start thinking about him admitting to wanting more than kisses. Men want that from women. Apparently it is a nice thing for them to do. Am I going to let him do it ? I am not sure, but I want to make him happy.
It is nearly the time I had promised to meet Dean in the garden. But then my door opens and Imad walks in, smiling at me. "Good evening my beautiful wife".
"Good evening Imad". I answer, bowing my head slightly. Inside I am screaming. Not tonight, please not tonight. I am supposed to meet Dean and the thought of Imad touching me makes me feel ill.
He walks over to me, and reaches out to gently touch my cheek. At least he is never harsh with me in these situations. "Take off your clothes, my beautiful, so that I can enjoy you".
"Yes my prince. Is it okay if I close the door first, so that I don't freeze ?" I look pleadingly at him and he nods.
I walk slowly to close the garden door. I look out into the garden towards the tree. Dean will be waiting there for me by now, but I can't go to him. I just have to hope that he will understand.
Imad is sitting on the bed, watching me intensely as I undress for him. I have always hated this. But this time it feels even worse than normal. When I am naked he pats the bed and I walk over to lay down beside him.
He starts kneading my breasts and keeps doing that for a couple of minutes. It doesn't really feel good for me and I just lay there, staring at the ceiling, waiting for it to be over.
"You are so beautiful Zara, I hope you will get pregnant tonight, you will produce strong babies". He smiles at me, as he pulls off his pants.
I just nod, I mean what do you say to that ? And he crawls on top of me. I grind my teeth and look away as he puts his ... thing inside me. It isn't that it hurts, but it doesn't feel good either.
I can't help thinking how lucky it is for women that the men's appendix is so small compared to the horses and donkeys. I mean it is manageable and I can almost ignore what he is doing. I just close my eyes, thinking happy thoughts til he is done.
This time I feel more uncomfortable about it as usual. I feel physically ill and pray for him to be fast.
Luckily it only takes about 5 minute, then he crawls off me, sending me a happy smile. "Thank you Zara and good night. I hope it will be a boy".
A couple of minutes after he has left I get off the bed and hurry into the bathroom. I fill the bathtub with scalding water. I feel dirty and disgusting, and I scrub myself off, trying to get rid of the feeling.
*Dean*
I was in the garden early, waiting impatiently for her to arrive. I am looking so much forward to seeing her again. Impatient to hold her in my arms and to kiss her soft lips.
When I am unable to wait any longer I walk towards her room, wanting to see if she is on her way.
I spot her through the open door. She is slowly walking towards me and the garden and first I think she is coming to me, but then I see Imad behind her.
She stops in the doorway and looks towards me, but I know she is unable to see me. The sadness in her eyes almost crushes me and I instantly know what is about to happen. The thought makes me so angry and sad at the same time.
I have to use every ounce of self-control not to barge in there and pull Imad away from her. The only thing that stops me is knowing it would end up hurting her.
The anger surges through me and I stomp back to my own room, cursing under my breath. Pacing the floor I kick a pillow hard, sending it flying through the room, slamming into the wall. Luckily I didn't break anything.
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