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13|Feef and Dan

10 years later

"Feef!" Dan shouted from the kitchen.

"Yes, Dan! What happened?" She came into the kitchen and saw her husband stack pancakes on her plate for breakfast.

"I want you to taste the pumpkin orange marmalade I made. Tell me if the sugar is right?" He said as he brought the spoon close to my lips to taste it.

"Do you want me to put more sugar in it?" He immediately asked as he observed me take another spoonful of the marmalade to taste.

"Something is missing in it, don't you think?" Feef brought the spoon closer to his lips to taste.

"Yeah... I guess. It isn't as sweet as per your likeness, right? He said with his eyebrows scrunched together trying to guess what was missing in the recipe that he followed to the tee.

"It tastes fine now," Feef said as she licked the spoon clean after Dan tasted the marmalade, which caused Dan to grab her by her waist and kiss her senselessly. It had been 10 years since their marriage, yet this man standing in front of her could make her breathless with just his kisses.

"The breakfast will go cold," Dan said before Feef could pull him again for a kiss.

"I promise to make it up to you," he pecked her pout away.

"But for now, let's eat so that I can ravage you after," he winked before putting the plates on the table.

"I want to have you for breakfast, lunch and dinner," she said, staring at his tented pants, feeling the throbbing in her nub.

Before Feef could grab his crotch, Dan swatted her hands away and put them to her sides, which caused a groan to escape Feef's lip.

"I hate you, you can't leave me horny like that." She gave him googly eyes and a pout as she plonked herself up on the counter and wrapped her legs around him to bring him closer.

Dan chuckled wholeheartedly to it.

"God!! You are just something else Feef!" He said as she wrapped her arms around his neck and locked their lips before inserting her tongue in his mouth.

"I Love You," she said, holding his face between her hands and looking into his eyes with utmost sincerity. That was all that was needed to undo Dan.

"I Love You More," he said looking into her eyes as he stroked her face with the pad of his thumb. Dan immediately removed her shirt, and her perky breast bounced free, causing Dan's eyes to darken with lust. He took one of her mounds in between his lips and swirled his tongue around it while he kneaded the other breast with the palm of his hand, causing Feef to moan in pleasure.

Feef reached for the elastic band of Dan's trousers and plunged her hand inside, grabbing the shaft of his penis as she stroked his balls with a feathery touch causing Dan's breath to hitch as the assault on her breasts faltered. Feef chuckled, seeing his reaction, and arched her eyebrows in a challenge, causing Dan to immediately pull off her pyjamas and rake his eyes appreciatively up and down her naked figure as she sat sprawled on the counter.

"Before you drip wet on the counter, let me take you to bed," he said, causing her to blush in embarrassment as he lifted her from the counter with her head buried in his neck and her legs wrapped around his torso.

Dan stroked her butt cheek as he walked towards the room. Before plonking her down on the bed, he spanked her butt, causing her to cuss animatedly in Urdu. 

"Tut tut tut, that calls for more spanking, such a dirty mouth you have." He said as he removed his shirt and trousers and caged her in between his arms on the bed. 

"Well, I learnt it from the best," she winked, causing Dan to laugh wholeheartedly, for he knew he was the culprit.

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After three rounds of making love, Feef lay on her side staring at Dan, thinking how lucky she was to have him in her life. It's been a while since she has settled in Australia with Dan. He was tender, sweet and just the best partner she could have ever asked for.

"What are you staring at me for?" Dan said as he noticed her looking at him.

"Just looking at what is mine. I don't see why I have to explain anything to you, mister. I am looking for my husband. I have all the right to do so."

"Well, this husband of yours is going to take a shower and then reheat and dish out the breakfast I made for the both of us." He said, kissing her on the forehead, causing her to melt.

"Let's shower together, she said, getting up after him and spanking his butt before running inside the bathroom, causing him to run after her. Feef shrieked as he caught up to her and placed her upside down on his shoulder before taking her under the shower.

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"Mustafa, where are you going?" Aleena gripped his hand as he got up from the bed to leave.

"Leaving for my home," he replied irritated. Aleena knew better than to ask him to stay. He would fuck and duck. He only came to her when he felt like; the man was a casanova. He knew the power his background yielded to him, and he used it to his advantage whenever he liked- a true politician he was.

Mustafa had to take a shower before he went to his office to take care of the business proceedings, he was managing the hotels that his dad had acquired through illegal means. After education in the UK, his father asked him to see the hotels that were expanding in Pakistan. They had amassed a lot of black money over these years; the majority of it was invested in businesses abroad, while some were stored in the Swiss account.

Mustafa knew that sooner or later he would be asked to step in as the party's candidate since his elder brother wasn't popular amongst the public due to his impulsive nature. His flight for Sydney was at night and he couldn't help but feel grateful for the getaway.

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