I look over my shoulder anticipating someone - I’m hoping my wife - walking through the bedroom door. I don’t hear any footsteps or voices. I hold...still for a few minutes wondering if anyone has even entered the house. The few minutes I wait feels like several hours. I hear the door pulled closed again and my body collapses onto the bed. My heart races and I can feel the sweat upon my forehead, neck, and shoulders. I think to myself, “What in the hell is this woman up to?!”I am now awake and. Two weeks went by and Josie turned up at the flat they had said was hers. She had one day to settle in before work started.The first morning Josie was told to put a Yashmac and see through veil on and pose as provocatively as possible. Her students would be dressed in Arabic clothing to help give her the right ambience for the day. But it shook her to find that although they varied in age from twenty to sixty, they were all Arabic looking. Although a little perturbed, Josie got on with it. The. ’ She frowned. ‘What?’ she asked again, confused. ‘I want you to leave.’ She stared at him in shock. ‘Leave?’ Her voice was tentative, as if she wasn’t sure she’d heard him correctly. ‘Yes, leave. Now’ He remained motionless, his crystal blue eyes cold and flat as he looked at her. She lowered the leg she’d cocked, and sat up. ‘What’s wrong baby?’ ‘Nothing,’ he said. ‘I just want you to go.’ ‘But…why?’ She tilted her head as she looked at him, perplexed. ‘Does it matter?’ Her lips parted, but. We began to explore each others mouths. Our tongues danced wildly while we both tried to stick our tongues down each others throats. I pulled her off of me so I could strip myself into my underpants. Jessica pulled her pants down and then her panties. Her pussy was sexier than I imagined! She had no pubic hair at all. She then took off her shirt but left her bra on. I took my underwear off and my shirt. I was completely naked by then. "C'mon," she grabbed me by my hand and led me into her room..