Hello, the memory that I am telling you is related to the winter year of 1386, when I went to work in the Emirate of Dubai at the invitation of one of my acquaintances, and I have been there for almost 3 years now.
Initially, on a trial basis and with a three-month travel visa, and of course without my spouse, it was decided that if the company and I reached a common point after three months to continue working together, they would get a permanent visa for me and I would work in that company. After 3 years of living together, I was never without my wife and until then I had no sex or even friendship with any woman except my wife (that's why my wife agreed to leave like this). Things changed for me after twenty days. Especially when I saw beautiful multinational women there, I used to masturbate in the first days, and a month passed like this so that I would not be on the side of an illegitimate relationship and spend a lot of money.
Until one Friday, the last day of Eid (the last Friday of the year), when I got my company Ford car and went to the club near the company for sports, I came back and when I entered the parking lot of my house, I felt a Benz car of the year with a female driver behind me. He did not want to enter the parking lot and I turned my attention to directing the car to the parking lot on the 5th floor. Due to the fullness of all the floors, the Benz car parked on the same floor as I did. When the woman got off, I knocked her down a little. Let me take the elevator. At that moment, the lady asked me in English: How many floors? I, who had lost my hands and feet, first spoke in Persian and then in English on the thirteenth floor. Suddenly, I saw him laughing and he said to me in Persian: Hello, I am Sima, and he brought his hand forward.
Sima said: "How long have you been in Dubai? Why haven't I seen you?" Get in the company car. Sima said: What is your card and your education? I said I have a master's degree in business management and I run the company. I saw it on the 13th floor, and with Sima's gesture, I realized I had to go out. I live and my work is in the field of books and publishing (which I said is also my unit number XNUMX.) You can call me inside Sakhman. I said I was happy to see you, and said goodbye.
A few days later, on the night of Eid, when I was getting ready to go to the house of the CEO of our company and I was typing, as the famous saying goes, the building's internal phone rang, and I greeted him. I said I called again, he laughed and said there is no problem, but you have heard my voice behind the phone many times, carefree, Dad. Then he said: Mr. Fouad, tonight six irons are supposed to gather here to complete the table of 7 Sin Moon. If you come, I will be grateful. I said: Do not disturb me. He said: No, be comfortable, because I am not a guest yet, so I will see you bye.
An hour later, I went to their house, and after greeting them, I told them not to come. While I was not sitting yet, I said, "I'm relieving myself. When I saw him, he frowned and said, 'If you're a bad jerk like Wana, I'll not talk to you anymore. I said,' No, please. There, then he told me to bring something and eat it. You should come here. I said to myself, Baba, who else is this ?? Not to her hijab, which she does not have at all, nor to this photo, I said to myself, I am asking her from here, I asked Ms. Sima, this photo of Mr. …… (someone), why is it on your table ??? He said: This photo of my father, when I told him not to joke, he said, "God, then he came out of the kitchen with a long coat that was fastened with a belt and showed me his passport. He said, "Now I'm relieved. I said, 'I'm sorry.' He said, 'It does not matter.' The door where Yahoo opened the Mantoush belt !!!!! Your place was empty. I remembered that he said that if you are a good boy and you are not with another woman during this time, I will teach you all the religious issues. I said, "I took my eyes and my tongue to her side, and I made that clumsy and beautiful clitoris." With this mischief, I could not bear it anymore. I was satisfied and I poured my juice on his body, I told him I'm sorry, I promise to spray next time, because you did not believe me, he said it was good for the first time.
In short, after eating dinner, we went to bed together and slept on the same bed.
From that day on, and until my wife came to Dubai, I was at Sima's house almost three nights a week, and of course now I see Sima less than before. She has no complaints because she was not and is not a prostitute.
