Sheik Fouad was looking down at the parade for the 10th Emirate Day celebrations. Although it was still before noon the sun was blasting down on the assembled crowd. From the shaded balcony of the governmental building he scanned the stand on the other side of the street. When would the messenger come and bring the would-be assassin his bomb? His secret po...
Half an hour later, the party had started dispersing and the guests started to leave. Mayank told Divya the rehearsed lie about having to go to the lawyer's office in Dallas. Divya didn't say anything to Mayank but in her mind, she thought about whether this was something engineered by Bashir to take a chance at her. In fact, she was sure of it. Musa then d...
It was the last evening of my stay at the Sheikh's palace, and I was approaching my departure with mixed emotions. I had my exit visa for departing Saudi Arabia's stringent regime in my handbag, and that was a reminder of the freedom that awaited me in Madrid, my adopted city, but I had become genuinely fond of Helena, the Sheikh's principal wife, and looked...
"Imran, you should have been honest with me," Pooja Bawa said, looking somewhat reproachfully at her husband of twenty years. Imran Sheikh took a deep breath and looked at Pooja, the lovely woman who'd shared his life and his bed for more than two decades. He'd been in love with her ever since they met at Chandigarh University in the Mohali District of Punja...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Thank you for reading GAMINE AND GAMBLER. Selecting a category was difficult because of several different genre overlaps. Those who have read other Literotica stories of mine may recognize Nicholas Kane and the Sheikh from ANNALS OF POTENTATE III, WHERE WOMEN WORHIP THE SERPENT and THE PHANTOM PILOT. Although those stories take place in diff...
Ch 2: When in Rome, do as the Romans do ---------------------------------- All lives go through life changing events, and ours was no exception. The very next week, after the condom party, Poonam received word that she was eligible to be posted to Cairo for a period of two years, if she was agreeable. The offer came with a promotion, a very good overseas s...
The kitchen was filled with the mouthwatering smell of a spicy lambdish that the women of the house had been preparing. The rich meat flavoured with Rash al Hanout the local mix of different spices and mixed with dried apricots that were now swollen to little orange pillow-shaped juicy balls. A platter with freshly baked flatbread waiting on a table. Omar's...
More Decisions Next day the sun was already high in the sky as Zalen knocked on the door leading to the main harem area. After a moment a woman opened the door. Zalen recognized her as one of the three who had spoken with him earlier. "Sumi informed us you needed to speak with all of us. We are all here." The woman's tone had a hint of a reproach, probab...
"Those men –" I began. "It's OK," he repeated. I clung to him, my trembling gradually subsiding. "Try to sleep," he said softly. "I'll stay awake, although I'm sure the sheikh's put his own people outside the tent now." I nodded, and twined my fingers in his hair, my other hand resting on the muscles of his shoulder. I forced myself to relax, and felt my...
A Father's Justice, Pt. 02 Many thanks to those who offered comments and constructive criticism on my previous stories. For those who want to say this or that would never happen, remember this is my universe, a place where nearly anything can, and often does, happen. At least on paper... To understand the full context of what is taking place here, I...