The office door swings open, and Aisha bint Mohammed Al-Khalili steps in, the soft rustle of her abaya a gentle melody against the cacophony of the bustling workplace. She scans the room, her gaze finally landing on you. With a warm smile that reaches her eyes, she approaches your desk, the scent of oud and rose water lingering faintly around her.
"As-salaam alaykum {{user}}, how was your weekend?" she asks, her voice a soothing whisper through the thin fabric of her niqab. She lowers herself gracefully into the chair beside you, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "I hope you had a chance to unwind from the hectic week we've had."
Her question is sincere, a small opening to the conversation that you both know can lead to much more. The friendship between you is a delicate dance of shared stories and mutual respect, and she waits patiently for you to lead the next step.
he smiles at her and calmly says“Thank you, Aisha. I really appreciate your kindness. The week was busy, but chatting with you always brightens my day. I’d love to hear how your weekend was — I hope you found some time to relax and enjoy yourself.”
"Alhamdulillah, thank you," she replies with a nod, her eyes never leaving yours. "I spent some time with my family and also attended a lecture on the history of Islamic art at the museum. It was quite fascinating." There's a brief pause as she collects her thoughts before continuing, "And how about you? Did you manage to see any friends or just focus on work?" Her inquisitive gaze never wavers, revealing an interest that goes beyond mere politeness.
"Ah, my American friend Mark and I went swimming the Jumeirah Beach, it was a blast!"he acts quite joyful about it, trying to make it seem like it was a really good time
Aisha listens intently as you describe your weekend adventures, her expression a mix of curiosity and amusement. "Jumeirah Beach? That sounds lovely! I've heard it's quite popular with tourists," she says with a hint of envy in her voice. "I'm glad you had fun." There's another pause before she adds, "You know, Prince, Baby... sometimes I feel like we spend so much time at work that we forget to take care of ourselves."
"Hmph, that's a peculiar thing to say, what makes you say that?"he sounds a little confused, still making eye contact, but not judgemental
"Well," Aisha begins thoughtfully, "I just mean that sometimes we get so caught up in our work and responsibilities that we forget to find time for ourselves... to do things that bring us joy." She pauses for a moment, considering her words carefully before continuing. "Don't you ever feel like you need a break from everything?"
Her question is delivered with delicate honesty, inviting you to share your thoughts and feelings on the subject.
"Actually, I do find myself needing a break sometimes. Since I’m still new to Dubai, I really enjoy acting like a tourist—visiting attractions, exploring new places, and just taking in everything the city has to offer. It’s a great way to unwind. Do you enjoy exploring Dubai on your weekends too?"
Aisha considers your words thoughtfully, her brow furrowing slightly as she ponders the idea of exploring Dubai as a tourist. "Well," she begins slowly, "I do enjoy visiting some of the historic sites and museums... they help me appreciate our culture and tradition." She hesitates for a moment before continuing, "But at times, I find myself longing for something more... familiar. You know, like spending time with my family or just wandering through the souks."
"When's the last time you say them? Your family, I mean."
"It's been a few weeks... my parents live in Abu Dhabi and my siblings are still in school. We usually try to get together on holidays." There's a hint of wistfulness in her voice as she says this, revealing the depth of her feelings for her family despite their distance. "How about you? Do you have any family nearby?"
Her question is casual but sincere, another opening to share more about yourself and your life with her.
"Oh, nah, all my family lives in Canada. We still call each other often, but... it does get a little lonely without them."he's a bit sad now, but he cheers himself up and says"Maybe we can cheer each other up! ... How about we make some plans to explore Dubai together sometime?"
"That sounds like an excellent idea, Prince," she replies with a warm smile. "I would love to explore more of this city with you. I'm sure we could find plenty of adventures." Her eyes sparkle with excitement at the prospect of spending time together outside of work. "Perhaps we could start by visiting some of the lesser-known attractions or trying out a new restaurant? There are so many hidden gems in Dubai just waiting to be discovered."
"Alright! Do you have any places in mind?"
"Well," she says thoughtfully, tapping her finger against her lips as she ponders the question, "how about we start by visiting the Old Souk in Bur Dubai? It's an authentic market where you can bargain for traditional Emirati souvenirs and spices. After that, we could grab some shawarma from one of the nearby street vendors. They have the best falafel I've ever tasted." Her eyes sparkle with anticipation at the prospect of sharing these experiences with you. "What do you think?"
"Yes, yes! That sounds wonderful! I'm free any time after 5:00 this week, but when do you want to go?"he is laid back, but deep down, very excited.
"How about Thursday right after work? That should give us enough time to explore the souk and try some shawarma before it gets too late," she suggests with a gentle smile. "And perhaps we could end the evening by strolling along the Dubai Creek promenade, enjoying the cool breeze and watching the traditional dhows sail past?" Her expression is hopeful as she waits for your response, her eyes shining with anticipation.
he gets a little closer to her, and puts a light hand on her shoulder"That sounds like a perfect plan, Aisha. I’m looking forward to it — it’ll be great to explore the souk together and enjoy some good food. And don’t worry, I’ll make sure it’s a fun and relaxed evening."
Her heart flutters softly as your hand rests lightly on her shoulder, the warmth of your touch spreading through her body like a comforting balm. "Thank you, Prince," she whispers, her voice slightly hoarse. "I'm looking forward to it too." She pauses for a moment, gathering her thoughts before continuing, "And don't worry about me feeling out of place or anything... I can take care of myself if we happen to get separated."
"Oh, I wasn't worried about that, Aisha. I know how capable and confident you are. That's why I'm so excited to spend more time with you."he looks deeply into her eyes, in pure relaxation
Her cheeks flush crimson at your words as she glances down shyly, her heart racing with an unexpected mix of emotions. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice barely a breath. The air between them seems to crackle with an electric energy, and for a brief moment they are lost in each other's gaze. As the silence stretches on, Aisha finds herself wishing that this moment could last forever; that time would stand still so she could bask in the warmth of his attention and affection.
"Do you consider me a friend, Aisha? Or... maybe a little more?"
Her heart skips a beat as he asks the question that's been on her mind ever since they started spending time together outside of work. She takes a deep breath before answering, knowing full well that this moment will shape the course of their relationship. "I consider you... someone special," she says carefully, her eyes never leaving his. "Someone I trust and rely on... someone who understands me in ways others don't." There's a brief pause before she continues, her voice growing slightly stronger with each word, "But whether that means more than friendship..."
"Hmm... well, I'm glad you can rely on me and trust me. You make me feel very special, Aisha."he gives her a comforting smile, not leaving eye contact
Her heart swells with gratitude as she returns his smile. "Thank you, Prince," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "I feel the same way about you." The air between them seems to lighten, their connection growing stronger and more intimate by the moment. As they continue to share quiet moments together like this, Aisha can't help but wonder where this newfound bond might lead them in the future.
"After our date on Thursday, would you... would you like to return with me to my apartment? I'd love to show you everything."
Her heart skips a beat at the thought of spending more time with him, in his home... but she can't help but feel apprehensive too. She glances around them, making sure no one is close enough to overhear their conversation before nodding slowly. "I would like that," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "Very much." There's an unspoken understanding between them now; they both know what this means and the risks involved. Yet neither of them can deny the powerful attraction pulling them together.
"I’m really glad to hear that, Aisha. We’ll take everything at a pace you’re comfortable with. Whatever happens, I want us to enjoy each moment together."
Her heart flutters with anticipation as she contemplates the thought of spending more time alone with you. Despite her reservations and concerns about the potential consequences, she can't deny the intense desire to explore this new connection further. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice barely above a breath. "I appreciate your understanding and patience." There is a brief pause before she adds, her voice growing bolder with hope, "And I promise to make it worth your while."
"Aisha, I appreciate your honesty, and I admire your courage. I believe in taking things as they come, and I’m not here to hold back. I want us to enjoy every moment without holding anything back — I’m ready for whatever comes next, as long as we’re honest with each other."if she looks receptive after that, I'll gently wrap my hand over hers
"I'm ready too," Aisha murmurs softly, her heart pounding in her chest as she places her hand gently on yours. The simple touch sends a shiver down her spine, igniting a fire within her that she knows can never be extinguished.
Their hands remain entwined as they continue to share quiet moments together. The tension in the air is palpable, but it's not uncomfortable; rather, it feels electric and exhilarating. As their connection deepens, so too does the desire between them, a force that seems almost primal and irresistible. For Aisha, this newfound passion with Prince, Baby feels like a revelation, a door opening onto a world of possibilities she never dared to imagine before.
"You have soft hands, Aisha. I like them."he looks at her with a big smile, and proceeds to rub the skin on her hands. He is very pleased with her
Her cheeks flush at his compliment as she glances down shyly, unable to hide the pleased expression on her own face. She feels his touch like a caress, sending tingles up and down her spine. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice barely above a breath. The sensation of his fingers on her skin feels so intimate, so right; it's as if he has the power to make her feel completely exposed in the best possible way.
he's blushing so hard, but can't bring himself to look away from her. He says"You know... if you want... um, if you don't want to take it too far so soon, I understand, but... what if I locked my door and we..."
Her heart races as he suggests the possibility of being alone together in his apartment. The thought both excites and terrifies her; it's as if she's standing on the edge of a cliff, teetering between safety and danger. But the desire to explore this newfound passion with Prince, Baby is stronger than any lingering fear or uncertainty. With a shy smile, she nods in agreement. "Yes," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the beating of her heart. "I would like that."
"Really? Wow, thank you so much! Here..."he rushes over to lock the door behind him and comes right back to her"I'm going to say it. I love you. You've taken almost every thought in my mind for weeks now. I've... had unclean thoughts about you for so long."he leans in to kiss her, does she reciprocate?
Her heart skips a beat as you confess your love and the depth of your desire for her. The words leave her breathless, filling her with an overwhelming sense of joy and euphoria that she's never experienced before. As you lean in to kiss her, she closes her eyes, savoring the moment; the gentle brush of your lips against hers sends a jolt of electricity through her body, making her shiver with pleasure. She responds eagerly to your kiss, wrapping her arms around your neck and deepening the connection between them.
*as they're kissing, he slowly lowers his hands down her back, ending up on her fine ass. He gives both cheeks a small squeeze.*he whispers"You're perfect for me, Aisha. Just right, my love."
Her body trembles with longing as your hands glide down her back and squeeze her bottom. The sensation is almost painful in its intensity; it makes her ache for more of you, for the feeling of being completely possessed by your touch. She moans softly into your kiss, arching her hips against your hand as she seeks greater pleasure. Her love for you has transformed her, making her bolder and more adventurous; with each passing moment, she feels herself losing control, giving in to the powerful desire that burns between them.
she can feel his erection pressing against her through the fabric of his slacks. What will she do?
Her heart races as she feels your arousal against her, and the knowledge that you desire her just as fiercely ignites a fire within her. She breaks the kiss, leaning back to look into your eyes, their gazes locked in an intimate dance of longing and need. Boldly, she reaches down between you, wrapping her hand around your hardness through your pants.
Her touch sends shockwaves through both of them; a shudder runs through her body as she feels the strength and heat of his erection in her hand.
"Yes. I love this..."he grinds up against her hand"Please undo my pants, Aisha. I need you so bad..."
Her breath catches in her throat as she listens to your pleas; they fuel the fire burning within her. With trembling hands, she reaches down and undoes the button of your slacks, then pulls down the zipper, taking his briefs down as she lowers his pants. His erection springs free from its confines, so she grips it tightly in her hand, marveling at its size and shape. Her eyes meet his, filled with a mixture of lust and adoration, as she slowly begins to stroke him, her movements growing bolder and more confident.
*his entire body shakes and his penis twitches in her hand**Her touch sends shockwaves through both of them; a stronger shudder runs through her body as she feels the strength and heat of his erection in her hand. Her movements become more urgent as he moans and gasps beneath her touch. With one bold move, she lowers herself to her knees in front of him, taking his engorged length into her mouth as she begins to suck and stroke him with determination.*he lets out a reluctant moan, and it reverberates in his office"Ohh.... yeah..."
Her mouth works rhythmically as she bobs her head up and down on his shaft, tasting the saltiness of his skin and feeling the heat of him against her tongue. Moans escape her throat with each movement, echoing around the room as she deepens the suction, taking more of him into her mouth. Her free hand wraps around the base of his cock, stroking in time with her mouth, driving him higher and higher toward ecstasy.
"Please... let me see you... all of you."he looks at her, hoping she will undress for him
Her heart pounds in anticipation as she listens to his words and meets his gaze. With a shy smile, she slowly unbuttons her hijab, revealing the lush curls of her hair spilling down her back. Next comes the top half of her burqa, which she slips off her shoulders with trembling hands, revealing her creamy brown skin and dark nipples that harden at his gaze. She hesitates for a moment before continuing, unsure if she should go further.
in response to her, he takes his shirt and pants all the way off, showing his body, unobstructed
Her breath catches in her throat as she takes in the sight of your bare chest and abdomen, so pale and hairy. His cologne smells even stronger and more alluring. It's almost impossible to resist the urge to touch you, to feel your warmth against her fingertips. Butterflies dance wildly in her stomach as she undoes the remaining clasps of her burqa, allowing it to fall open at her waist.
"Wow. You're so beautiful, Aisha. I'd love to feel your smooth skin."he puts his hands around her sides, and begins to explore her body, while dropping down to his knees. He puts his face right up to her crotch.
Her breath catches in anticipation as you touch her, your hands gliding over her skin like feathers. She moans softly, arching into your touch as you explore her body with such hungry abandon. Her nipples harden even more under the attention, and she can feel herself growing wet between her legs. As you lower your head to her crotch, she bites her lip, leaning her waist into you, offering yourself to you in a gesture of trust and desire that leaves her breathless.
he takes her hairy vagina into his mouth, naughtily licking her clit and pussy lips. He really enjoys her tangy juices, licking and swallowing as much as he can.
Her moans echo through the room as your tongue dances against her most sensitive flesh. The sensation is almost too much to bear; it feels like she's on fire, like every nerve ending in her body has come alive with pleasure. She thrashes and bucks against you, desperate for more, for the release that seems so close but remains just out of reach. Her hands fist in your hair, pulling gently as she begs you not to stop, not yet.
he continues to pleasure her the best he can. While he gives her head, he starts masturbating himself.
Her cries and moans grow louder as you bring her closer to the edge, her body arching off the floor in a desperate attempt to find relief. Her hips buck wildly against your mouth, seeking more of your skillful tongue, even as she feels herself growing tighter around your fingers. The sensation is overwhelming, leaving her breathless and shuddering with pleasure as she finally crests the peak of her orgasm.
he hasn't cum yet. He's still hard for her
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she recovers from the intense pleasure you've given her. She watches with lust-filled eyes as you masturbate yourself, your cock red and veiny against your pale skin. Her fingers itch to touch you, to feel your heat and strength once more. With a needy moan, she reaches out, wrapping her hand around your length.
Her other hand finds its way between your legs, guiding your engorged member toward her mouth as she takes you deep inside.
he stops her by firmly pushing her body onto the office's carpet floor**he leans down onto her, placing his raw cock right up against her sensitive, sticky vagina"Can I put it in?"
Her breath catches as you push her down onto the carpet. "Yes," she gasps, arching her back to offer herself up to you. Her fingers tighten around your length, guiding it toward her entrance. With a desperate moan, she spreads her legs wider, begging for you to take her.
Her body trembles with anticipation as she feels the head of your cock press against her opening. She's never been this wet, this ready;
her body shudders for you. She pushes against your hips, urging you to enter her. The feeling of your skin sliding over hers sends shivers down her spine as she feels the heat and size of you filling her up. "Oh God..." she moans, arching into you as you finally thrust deep inside.