Testimony Of Hameeda – Part 25

He got up and helped me stand as well. We hugged and kissed each other, and went to have a wash together. Since we were sexually neutralized moments ago, we did not kiss or do much sexual stuff anyway.

After that, we came outside and as usual, he put our dirty clothes to the washing machine and he gave me another suit to wear…another of his suits.

-so, is Omar gonna come back home today?-

-well…he said that it is a yes-

-when?-

Oops! I did not ask it! What if he is already home?

-oh…lemme call him now!-

He put his hands in disappointment. I called Omar. He answered.

-hameeda, I just came home! Where are you? I was just gonna call you!-

-uh…sorry Omar, I was afraid to be alone at home so I came here to a place of a friend. I will come now…bye!-

-hameeda…-

He tries to say something but I dropped before that. I called imad.

-imad, he is home!-

-oh shit! What shall we do now?-

I thought for a while. Imad was thinking as well.

-well…lemme call hamra-

I called hamra and said that if necessary she had to be ready to witness that I was at her place. She was a Buddhist demonstrator in the faculty I knew. She knew imad as well so I told her to witness that imad was at her place as well.

After that, I called imad and said,

-okay imad, I gotta dress in my sari and depart to my home. You need to come with me!-

While we were walking to my house, imad was talking. We were looking around for the prying eyes of bad people. Fortunately, it seemed all okay. He said,

-okay, what is your plan?-

-I will tell him that I was at the place of hamra and you were there as well and as it was dark, I departed to come here with you. Good enough, right?-

-well, I guess it will be-

When we reached our house, Omar was at the doorstep. He came towards me, smiling.

-hameeda, how are you? Hey imad-

He smiled at imad and he smiled back as well.

-Omar, no offense but, I did not think it is wise for hameeda to come back home alone in this dark time so I came with her. Hope you are okay with that-

-oh that is fine, and thanks bro! I know you…-

He patted on his shoulder and said to me,

-imad is a great guy. If you must come late like this, come with him and your safety is certified, is it not, imad?-

-hell yeah…coz I am a Buddhist-

-yeah, our kung fu guy…would you like some drink or…-

-no thanks Omar, will see you later bro. Bye!-

-bye imad!-

We both said at the same time. He left. I did not forget to passionately smile at him before he left.

-well, hameeda, let us rest for a while and, have dinner and, go to sleep, right?-

-mm…yeah-

I went inside with him

When we were in bed, Omar seemed horny. He tried to grope me. I said,

-Omar, not now please-

He seemed pretty angry. He said,

-you know you are not allowed to reject me, do you?-

He held my face and took it towards his. I smelt his stinky breath. I closed my eyes.

-look at me when I talk!-

He shouted at me. I looked at this. This is not the Omar I lived up to this moment! I asked, freely,

-what do you want?-

-you-

-then, make me want you too-

His eyes were shining in fury. He pushed me back to the bed. Then poking me his index finger, he said,

-a good wife, a believing one does not reject his husband, no matter what, got it?-

I was also getting angry. I stood up and said to him,

-and a believing husband assaults his wife, is that it?-

He pushed me to the bed, went outside, slammed the door and locked it. I heard him switching off the power supply to the room.

Oh shit! Now I gotta exhaust in this room as long as he wants! I hit on the door.

-Omar, lemme out!-

-I will let you out once you are ready for me-

I sat down on the floor, crying. What just happened?

I do not know for how long I cried. For a woman who experienced immense love with a caring man like imad, this was too much.

After sometime he asked,

-are you ready, hameeda?-

By then I was a bit okay. I said,

-yes I am, Omar-

He opened the door, came inside, took me in his arms and laid me on the bed…

…guys, I am not gonna say all that happened that night, in here but believe me, the thin body of Omar was never pleasing enough for me. He did not know how to turn me on, nor at least how to turn me off properly. All he did was satisfying himself and falling off me. I was feeling so sorry about myself.

Yup, he did not physically hurt me. But I felt so ashamed to be the wife of a man like this. Especially I cursed myself for giving him my virginity. I turned to the other side and slept. That night I decided. No, Omar is not the man for me.

God forgive me, but if you wanted me to marry him, it is the same you who wants me to divorce him as well.

But how is it possible? Our religious law does not allow me to divorce him! Also, where shall I go after I divorce him? I cannot go to my parents. They will kill me!

I will have to live forever alone…but where? How? This demonstrator job is nothing that can be continues till old age. I must make a decision, or I will be finished.

I felt a hand on my shoulder. I angrily turned back, to see Omar smiling at me.

-if you are feeling not okay, you can have a bath and come. Go-

I smiled at him with difficulty and went away. But I thought I should talk to imad about this.

The next day, I went to university, earlier to Omar. I hated him for assaulting me last night. It was an unforgivable mistake he made.

As usual, I met imad in the afternoon, when he was walking outta the mathematics department. When I saw innocent smile, I remembered all the memories with him, and finally, the bitter past night with Omar. Tears started filling in my eyes without me even knowing.

His mood changed. He looked at me with compassion, came to me and asked,

-hameeda, what happened?-

By then I saw that hamra had also entered the scene. She was waking towards us. I ran away from him, wiping off my tears with the coat arm. I saw imad looking at me with his puzzled mood.

Later that day, Omar told me that he would be on another field trip and this time, he would not be back till Saturday morning, which means I was gonna miss him till then. I did not say much, not even said goodbye, and just dropped the call. Then I called imad.

-hi hameeda-

-imad, I wanna talk to you in person. Where shall I meet you?-

-quarters is the best, I guess…if you do not mind-

-no, I do not. Okay, can I meet you at the gates at 3pm?-

-deal-

I was feeling somewhat okay. Hamra asked me,

-hameeda, you seem upset. What happened?-

I smiled and said,

-no, nothing. Just a headache-

-tell me. You are having some issue with imad, right?-

Oh no! How was that leaked to her? I know imad never reveals it. I said,

-well…you know, I did not know him for as long as i knew you, or Omar. He seems different, even physically. So…-

I stuttered. She smiled, as she patted my shoulder, and said,

-tell me the truth, hameeda. Nothing to be afraid of.

I am a Buddhist, just like Imad. He is like my brother to me. He is very compassionate towards the women if your religion, like you, but I also know that, he is a single guy, and has been single, since ever-

I was astonished! Has she guessed what has been happening with us?

-what….what?-

-mh…and I know this. The way you were looking at him, the way you were smiling with him…it was something beyond something like between ordinary colleagues or friends. Tell me, what is exactly between you two? No matter how far it has gone. Just tell me if you think you need help-

Oh no! Did I just mess it all up?

-and when you called me last night, I guess you were with him somewhere. Where was that?-

I started crying. I was feeling so afraid. I pleaded,

-please do not tell anyone-

She cuddled me to her chest and palming my head, she said,

-knew this. But do not worry, my darling. Nobody will know this after me-

Then I explained her everything that happened between us, except how he started by groping me in the bus. She finally said,

– this secret is already gone 6 ears. We must make sure it will not go beyond. I will help you.

You are a natural woman. Your desires are pretty natural as well. Poor girl-

I involved in my academic related activities normally. Then I went to meet imad, at the gate, by 3pm.

He was there, smiling as usual. As I approached, he said,

-hameeda, let us go-

While we were on the way, he asked,

-so, tell me, why were you crying this morning? Anything happened last night?-

His sense was incredible. I explained him everything that happened with Omar and also that I had to explain what happened with him to hamra.

He listened carefully, and said,

-hmm…let us face what comes at us. I guess you should try to forget this…look, we are almost there-

After a while, we were in his quarters. When we were in, he closed and locked the door, as I went to his room and sat on his bed. He came there later, and sat by me. Putting his hand on my shoulder, he asked,

-so, how do you think you shall get this solved?-

-i cannot live with him any longer, imad. He might get worse. I am so afraid to face that. Please imad, do something-

I cuddled to him, crying. He was rubbing my upper back, but his touch was nothing sexual. He said,

-well, i will help you forget this. If the problem is gonna keep happening, i will solve it. Trust me-

I smiled at him. I was looking into his eyes. As he took my face in his hands and took it closer to his, i closed my eyes. I felt him kissing my lips, softer than ever and i kissed him back.

After a while, he took me in his hands, laid me on the bed and started undressing me, still kissing my lips. Once i was completely naked, he got undressed as well and gently laid on me, kissing me everywhere. I was feeling loved.

He was not eating my boobs. He was just kissing them. I was not in a mood for a boob eat. How did he knew that?

He kissed me everywhere and after l he moved to my pussy.

Then he kissed and gently sucked my pussy in multiple positions, starting from closed for business, then after a while he changed me to the heir to the throne and sucked me for a while. I was moaning unintentionally.

Then he moved to David Copperfield. I was rubbing my thighs against his face, looking at him and smiling. I was being truly loved.

Then he changed me to one up and started sucking me. This time, he was holding my thigh upwards with his hand, completely feeling me relaxed. I was feeling pretty fine.

After that, he turned me downwards and started massaging me. That was great. I saw his super erected cock.

After the massage, he stood me and said,

-well, I hope this helped you. Now, how are you feeling?-

-imad, this is unbelievable! Are you not gonna fuck me?-

-mh…no honey, I said I would help you be okay, and I did-

He was smiling. But I was not feeling okay. I was indebted to him.

-no imad, I want sex. If you are not gonna fuck me, then lemme ride you-

He thought for a while, then said,

-okay, then ride me-

He then laid on the mattress. As I sat on his groin, he said,

-oh I am gonna love this!-

I rode him in every position I knew but I rode slowly, not fast like we usually do. 1st, I pushed his upper body off the bed, as he put his head and shoulders on the floor and I started riding him in waterfall position.

-ah yeah…this is good-

After a while, as neither of us had come, I changed to cowgirl position, having him back on the bed and started riding him, while his hands were gently squeezing my boobs, arousing me more.

-ah yeah baby…-

After a while, we changed to the hot seat, and I started riding him again, while he was massaging my boobs and kissing my back, shoulders, neck and lips. If this is not love, what is it?

-ah…yeah…i love you imad-

-I love you too, hameeda, my beauty queen-

After some more time, we changed to the spin cycle position, on his washing machine in his bathroom. That was really great, with his palming and massaging added.

Then I called him to go to the small staircase which had no more than 4 stairs that was in the house, at the beginning of his kitchen. He said,

-whoa…hameeda, you do not have to try each and every position you know-

-no. I want to. This is how i pay for what you did. Come on-

I was pulling his hand. He came with me.

I started riding him on the staircase, in the stairway to heaven position. My legs were a bit tired, but I was not gonna give up.

After a while,

-okay imad, back to bedroom. Time for reversed cowgirl-

-damn, my sexy girl remembers all of them!-

I rode him in the reverse cowgirl position in his bed. He was palming my back and squeezing my buttocks.

-oh you have a super back, darling-

After that, we changed to pole position and I straddled his left thigh for a while, while he was squeezing my buttocks and while he was doing the same, later I straddled his right thigh as well.

After that, we changed to lap dance position and I rode him, while we were gently making out as well. That was a great feeling.

-oh hameeda, only now your real beauty is revealed, my darling-

I smiled at him and kept riding. After some time, I got off and we changed to the lazy man position.

While I was riding him, he was rubbing my back and kissing my lips. My pussy was wet, and I knew a fast riding might make me come so I kept it slow.

After some time, I laid on the bed and said,

-i am so horny now…just fuck me and come inside me, imad…-

He started fucking me gently. After some time, I came and after a little longer, he came inside me as well.

He laid by me. We were breathing heavily, as he cuddled me.

Right then, I received a call. It was hamra. Oh shit! I answered anyway, still heavy breathing.

-…yeah?-

-hameeda, are you with imad?-

-ah…yeah…i was-

I said as I forehead palmed once. He cuddled me from behind and started kissing my back.

-can I speak to imad?-

-okay-

I gave the phone to imad. He answered hesitantly.

-yup…please do not expose us!…mh, yeah sister…okay, bye!-

He dropped the call and gave it back.

-imad, what did he tell you?-

-well, she said she would never expose us and will help our affair. Such a nice sister. I am shy that she knew I was naked-

-haha!-

We cuddled each other and closed eyes. My phone indicated 6pm, as we closed our eyes…

..now the end begins. Hope a happy end for our sweetheart hameeda imad…i mean, Omar. Eh…bye guys!