Hamdan was also the subject of conversation for the two beautiful women in front of him.
Mrs. Zaskia: San, please tell Hamdan about his future job description.
Mrs. Susan: Oh... okay... Hamdan, please come here for a moment. Later, Hamdan will help me select samples of newly produced robes... and also this... that...
Mrs. Susan explained in detail each job description Hamdan would be working on. Hamdan did the same, observing every detail of Mrs. Susan's body, which he would later enjoy. Mrs. Susan's breasts weren't as large as Mrs. Zaskia's, only a D cup. But her graceful way of speaking and sweet voice gave Hamdan a special sensation.
Before he knew it, it was almost time for the midday prayer call. It was the store management's policy to close the store until 1:00 PM for all staff to rest and pray.
Mrs. Susan: Oh, it's time for a break.
Mrs. Zaskia: Oh, right... what would you like to eat, San? I'll go buy it later... while Mrs. Zaskia tidied up her laptop and desk.
Mrs. Susan: Just like usual... eh, what do you want to eat, Mr. Hamdan?
Hamdan: Ana, just come with me, ma'am.
Mrs. Zaskia: Okay... it's all the same... I'll check out San's new products... so Hamdan can help me out too. Mrs. Zaskia left, leaving us both in the room. Before she left, she made a flirtatious remark to Hamdan.
Mrs. Susan: Mr. Hamdan, come sit here next to me... help me sort this out.
Hamdan also dared to sit next to Mrs. Susan. Even though it was Hamdan's first time meeting her, Mrs. Susan didn't seem shy around a brother like him. Hamdan thought maybe Mrs. Susan only saw him as an employee.
While we were sorting through the robes, Mrs. Susan began to share her family's situation. Mrs. Susan is now 35 years old, and despite being married for quite some time, she has yet to be blessed with children. Her husband is busy with his preaching activities and business ventures out of town, so she rarely gets to touch her beautiful body.
Despite this, her husband still provides generously for her. The part of her face uncovered by her niqab (veil) is completely wrinkle-free, and her skin is truly glowing. She takes great care of herself. To alleviate her loneliness, Mrs. Susan has become active in Muslim studies and is also actively managing this stall.
Mrs. Susan: Well, this one is quite good... what do you think, Mr. Hamdan?
Hamdan: That's fine, ma'am. Sorry, just call me Hamdan, ma'am.
Mrs. Susan: Oh... yeah... I'm not comfortable being called 'mas', am I? Okay... help me try on this robe, okay?
Hamdan: Huh? What do you mean, ma'am?
Mrs. Susan: Yes, this... it's also difficult to unzip your own robe, the zipper is on your back...
Then Mrs. Susan stood in front of a large, 2-meter-tall mirror. She quickly pulled back her hijab and tied it behind her neck, revealing her black robe hanging loosely down.
Mrs. Susan: Now, Hamdan, please unzip your robe...
Hamdan immediately stood behind the beautiful, lonely sister. His heart was beating fast. Hamdan mustered up the courage to slowly unzip Mrs. Susan's robe.
Mrs. Susan: Sigh... it's so difficult... when your husband is in the mood, he just knows... even though you also want it like in those videos...
Hamdan: Huh? What video, ma'am?
Mrs. Susan: That one... that video... Mrs. Susan's fingers formed the sign for "nn*t*h."
Hamdan was even more astonished. Now he continued to unzip Mrs. Susan until he reached her buttocks. Her smooth, well-maintained skin was revealed, flawless. Only the white bra straps were a little distracting.
Mrs. Susan: "Why, Hamdan? Your back is nice, isn't it?" Mrs. Susan's eyes looked at Hamdan proudly.
Hamdan: "Yes, ma'am. Your breasts are so smooth."
Mrs. Susan: "Why are you just looking at me? Hamdan really wants to touch them, don't you?" Mrs. Susan, still wearing her niqab and hijab, teased Hamdan.
Hamdan: "Ehh?" "May I, ma'am?"
Mrs. Susan: "Hehehe.. I really want to, huh? You're married, you know. Are you sure you want to?"
Hamdan: "Well, if it's not forbidden, why not, ma'am?" Hamdan replied, looking seductively at the mirror.
Now Hamdan's hands began to caress Mrs. Susan's white back. In the mirror, Mrs. Susan's eyes were closed, enjoying the caress of a man who wasn't her mahram (a non-mahram) on her back. Seeing Mrs. Susan's expression of enjoyment, Hamdan dared to kiss the nape of her neck and shoulders. Hamdan continued to kiss Mrs. Susan's smooth back until it was reddish. He didn't stop there, but he then licked Mrs. Susan's back, from the back of her hips to the nape of her neck, causing Mrs. Susan to hold back the ticklish lust that was washing over her.
Mrs. Susan: Shhh.. Mmhh.. Ohhh.. Hmadaannhh.. Mmhh.. keep going, honey..
Shortly after, Mrs. Susan turned to face Hamdan and removed her entire robe. So, the beauty of Mrs. Susan's body was now visible Her breasts were completely exposed before Hamdan, making his cock even harder under his pants. Her firm, well-groomed 40D breasts, with light brown dots, beautifully adorned her slender body. Her black lace panties and knee-length black socks added to the sexiness of this Islamic sister.
Mrs. Susan: What's wrong, Hamdan, honey? Why are you just staring blankly?
Hamdan: Mrs. Susan's body is so sexy, huh... like an angel... pure, flawless white.
Mrs. Susan's buttocks looked so firm in her panties, and the black hijab and black veil still adorning her face further fueled Hamdan's curiosity to impregnate her.
Hamdan: Can you take off your veil, ma'am? I'm so curious about your beauty...
Mrs. Susan simply nodded. When Hamdan began to remove Mrs. Susan's veil, her beautiful, white face was revealed. Her smooth, plump cheeks were well-groomed, and her simple makeup enhanced her beauty.
Hamdan: Perfect... so beautiful...
Without further ado, Hamdan immediately devoured Mrs. Susan's rosy lips wildly, which she also greeted with a wild kiss. Mrs. Susan, who had never experienced a wild kiss from her husband, was now satisfied with Hamdan's tongue play. The two brothers' tongues ravaged each other's mouths. The wet sounds of their kisses echoed throughout the room.
Not satisfied with standing, Hamdan then pushed Mrs. Susan until she fell onto the 1.5x1.5 meter sofa in the middle of the room.
Mrs. Susan: Ahh... you really want it, don't you, honey? Mrs. Susan teased, gripping the edge of the sofa.
Hamdan, already burning with lust, took off his shirt, revealing his athletic body before Mrs. Susan, which made her swallow hard. This was the first time Mrs. Susan had seen such an athletic body in front of her. Her fantasies grew wilder, imagining Hamdan having sex with her every day.
Hamdan immediately pounced on Mrs. Susan, who was already thrashing around, awaiting his attack. He kissed her neck, while Hamdan's hands squeezed her already aroused 40D breasts.
Mrs. Susan: Nghh… Mmhhh… yes, honey… Oouuhh… that feels so good… ahhh… ahh…
Unconsciously, Mrs. Susan had now crossed her legs over Hamdan's body while her hands scratched his back, resisting the onslaught of lust she had never experienced before. Her husband had never engaged in foreplay before sex, so it was natural that Mrs. Susan was enjoying Hamdan's play with her body.
Soon, Mrs. Susan, who had been half-lidded and open, felt a simultaneous ticklish and pleasurable sensation. It turned out that Hamdan had begun sucking and playing with Mrs. Susan's towering penis.
Mrs. Susan: OOOUUHHH.. ISHHH.. MMMHHH... YES.. KEEP SUCKING darlingGHHH.. OUHH..