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Alistair heard the short ringing tone of his mobile. It was an email notification signal. He leapt up from his chair and picked up his mobile. It was from Julie: ‘Arrived okay. Abdul here to meet me. Off to the apartment now. Will email later. Luv Julie xxx.’ He breathed a sigh of relief. At least his wife had arrived safe and well. He reached over for his glass and took it across to the drinks cabinet so that he could refill it. He had worried about her flying to Turkey on her own and away from the usual tourist areas. She was there now, safe and well. He could relax now. But could he relax? Could he really relax? His wife, Julia, was holidaying without him. Not just holidaying but also holidaying with another man. She would be staying in his apartment; sharing his home and sharing his bed. Alistair was being cuckolded. Alistair sat down with his drink. He wondered what they would be doing now. He smiled at his own stupidity. He knew what they would be doing now; they would be fucking. What else would they be doing? Abdul was a Turkish guy they had met on the internet. He was in his late thirties and single. Abdul was looking for white almanbahis European couples to have adult fun with. Alistair had been unsure about him at first. Abdul was foreign and ideally he was looking for someone from within the UK to cuckold him with Julie but she thought he was ideal. It had taken her a long time to accept her husband’s fetish of wanting her to sleep with another man, but once she had settled it in her own mind, she was insistent on doing it with someone far away. She was also insistent on being on her own with the male. Alistair wanted to watch but it was the last thing she wanted. She knew that she would be unable to relax with him there for one thing and for another she saw sex as something private between two people. If she was going to cuckold him then she would do it on her own terms. Alistair knew that if he was going to have his fantasy come to fruition then he would have to accede to her terms; he reluctantly accepted. In Abdul’s advert he offered a free holiday to couples. They could stay with him in his apartment but the wife would share his bed and the husband sleep in another room. They had friends who had recently almanbahis yeni giriş holidayed in Turkey and they had spoken very highly of the country. The people were friendly; the weather was good and food and drink was relatively cheap. So once Julie had got to know him a little through emails and telephone calls she decided that she would accept his offer of a holiday, but only on her own. Abdul was delighted. As the time for her holiday drew near Alistair had got used to the idea of her being alone with Abdul. He had been apprehensive about her being in a strange country with a man they knew little about but the fact that he had also chatted with Abdul helped to lay aside his fears. He had enjoyed listening to Abdul’s tales of other couples who had taken up his offer in the past. He had also enjoyed listening to Abdul telling him what he was going to do with Julie when she came to him. From the pictures that he had sent them, they already knew that he had a very big cock and once Julie had sampled it she would come back for more and more. He had no doubt about that. He had looked closely at her face when she had studied almanbahis giriş his pictures; Julie had drooled. As the time drew near Alistair had also noticed a greater intensity in her sexual excitement. She was constantly horny, as he was as well, and they found that they were making love much more regularly than in the past. Alistair knew that she was looking forward to being fucked by Abdul. It excited him greatly but it also tore at his emotions. He loved her very much. She had been his wife for almost ten years. He would miss her. The worst time came on their last evening together. Her flight check in time was at 6.00am so it was an early start. He had been with her in the bedroom as she packed. Watching her pack her own clothes in the suitcases; watching her pack the underwear that only another man would see her wearing. It was painful. Later there would be a tear in his eye as he watched her walk on her own through the departure gate. o-o-o Alistair had dropped off to sleep. He woke startled but he was still holding his glass. He didn’t know how long he had slept but it was getting dark outside. He looked at his watch. It was 9.30pm which meant it was 11.30pm with Julie. He reached for his mobile but there were no messages or missed calls but there was notification of an email from Julie. He rushed to his laptop and opened his mail: ‘Hi Darling, hope you are okay.

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