07/12/2024
So, to follow on from my last post, I travelled out to Saudi alone at first in order to get settled in and sort out our accommodation in the married quarters. Apart from anything else it allowed Hannah to have a little more time with her boyfriend's because once she joined me in Saudi she wouldn't be seeing them any more.
I thought when we were in Saudi it would mean the end of Hannah's hotwifing. Once again we were living in a small expat community and with the restrictions that were put upon women in Saudi we had to knuckle down and not get involved in anything deemed disrespectful.
Over the coming months we settled into the community, we socialised with our neighbours and friends and were living a perfectly respectable lifestyle. That was about to change though when a guy called Dave came onto the scene.
Dave was a single, black American guy who happened to be a friend of one of our friends. When we had our little parties in each others houses, Dave, because he was a bachelor, would often get invited by his friends, so we got to know him quite well. It was after one of these parties and we were back home when Jess told me that Dave had been hitting on her. So, we discussed the situation. Do you fancy him, I asked her, yes I do she replied, I want him, so I said ok lets see how things work out. It was going to be very difficult because discretion was absolutely vital, nobody must suspect anything.
The following weekend we were invited to another neighbourly gathering and Dave was invited too. During the course of the evening Hannah went to the kitchen to get herself another drink and I watched as Dave followed her. From where I was sitting I could see them chatting and I immediately got that familiar cuckold angst knowing that they were discussing how they could get together to fuck. I was shaking like a jelly watching them together, I could barely concentrate on the conversations around me. Just knowing that Hannah wanted to fuck him and was now inviting him to do so sent my hormones into overdrive.
Later back at home, Hannah told me that they wanted to get together for sex and that she had stressed the importance of absolute discretion to which he agreed. So we tried to figure out how it was to be done.
I told Hannah that there was no way I was going to let her go to the bachelor quarters as it was much too risky, so, it had to be our apartment. We hatched a plan, Hannah was to contact Dave and tell him to come to our apartment on a particular night because I had been called out to work and wouldn't be home for a couple of hours.
Several nights later she did call Dave, come now she said, we've got a couple of hours to ourselves, so he hotfooted it to our apartment. I went to visit a friend of mine to get out of the way so the could fuck in our bed. Hannah agreed to get him out by 10.00pm so I could come home without our paths crossing.
When I arrived home I was so excited and looking forward to all the lurid details, however, I was met with disappointment, Hannah looked very downfallen. Dave arrived and she quickly took him to bed, but, it seems the excitement was too much for him, there was no foreplay, he mounted Hannah and he cum in about thirty seconds. He then left rather quickly leaving Hannah very frustrated. It left me very frustrated too.
Hannah said to me, never mind it might be better next time. I don't know if he was in a hurry because he thought I may come home suddenly, or, if he suffers from premature ejaculation, either way I told Hannah there will be no next time. We did see Dave lots of times after that night but Hannah had already told him that she wouldn't be seeing him any more.