Page 9 of What Happens in Dubai

I was keen to get this rhythm started, but again he slid in and out, shouting ‘Hiya!’ directly into my face. I was so confused – surely all of these immediate pleasantries had happened at dinner – but he was looking at me like he wanted an answer, so again I replied, ‘Hey.’ He continued slipping his big dick in and out, getting more aroused each time as he began groaning, ‘Mmmmm … hiyaaaaa.’

I felt unbelievably uncomfortable. I was spending more time thinking up replies that consisted of ‘Hi there’ or ‘Howdy’ than the fact I had a large knob inside me.

Each time I responded, I would see the fire blaze behind his eyes. He would pick up the pace then start all over again in a seductive tone of voice: ‘Hiya.’

I had to take control. I pushed him over and climbed on top of him, then began bouncing hard up and down while he continued yelling.

‘Aw HIYA! Yes, hello, baby!’

Shut the fuck up, I thought, but still, ‘Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi,’ with each thrust he would continue.

I was now trying to block out the noise as I rode him hard, shutting my eyes tightly and angling my head to the ceiling, desperately frustrated and wanting to orgasm.

‘Look at me, baby, hmm … hello? Let me see your eyes,’ he panted beneath me.

I pretended not to hear, but again he begged me to look at him. I shook my head, unable to talk from the exertion. My breathing was becoming shallow and my thighs were beginning to seize.

‘Open your eyes!’ he wailed.

‘I can’t! I’m too … er … tired!’ I shouted back.

I continued bouncing, and still the hiyas came, keeping perfect time. Nevertheless, I persisted, trying my hardest to block him out and not allow him to distract me from finding my orgasm. But, no, unfortunately the old bastard beat me to it, and came with one last, loud, resounding, ‘HELLO!’

I was utterly dumbfounded. Physically and mentally exhausted.

William lay on the bed like he was the one who’d done the hard day’s work, while I hobbled off his now deflating penis and made my way to the bathroom.

‘Baby, where are you going?’ He bolted upright on the bed and watched me waddle out of the room.

‘I’ll be back in a second. Just nipping to the loo.’

I entered the bathroom, confused and disappointed. I didn’t know what just happened or if it was even a big deal. If anything, I felt more annoyed at myself for giving in and shagging again. I went out for a civilised meal in a fancy restaurant, but a few gins later and I’m riding a pensioner with a catchphrase. I wiped myself down and reluctantly returned to the bedroom.

William hadn’t got dressed and was lying comfortably on top of my covers. Legs opened wide, still enjoying his session.Well, he’s certainly not shy. I’ll give him that.I couldn’t help but notice how much smaller his dick looked, shrivelled up like a little raisin. I edged my way to the side of the bed, trying not to gawk too much.

‘That was a lot of fun!’ he said, turning his head to face me.

‘Yes, it was!’ I replied, feeling like a terrible liar.

‘I hope you don’t think I do that all the time, Zara. It’s just … well, I think, in fact we both know there is a special connection here. I could feel it from the moment we met. You’re a bloody keeper!’

My face fell as alarm bells rang in my ears just as the sound of his hiyas were fading.

‘Can I grab some water? I am parched! Too much fish for one night, eh?’ He began to chuckle as my face fell further.What a cheeky bastard! He better have been referring to the salmon.But that comment alone made me shudder.

‘Eh, yeah sure, ha! I’ll get one for you.’ I went to move off the bed when he rolled around suddenly.

‘No, no, you stay where you are. I’ll get it, baby.’ He stood up and went to the door. I watched his peachy bum strut out the room before he paused and turned back around.

‘Zara, I hope you don’t have plans this week. I need to see you again!’

I looked at the overeager man staring at me, bollock naked. I couldn’t help but admire his ripped body, especially for his age. My eyes dropped lower as I examined his dick again. Even if it did resemble a raisin when off duty, it was a good size when erect, with an excellent girth. Maybe I could see him, just have him as a fuck buddy option. Perhaps the hiyas were just first-time nerves.

Then, peeking out from behind the dick, I spotted something I hadn’t noticed before.

A set of curly white balls. I had just shagged a guy with silver pubes. Why hadn’t it dawned on me that his curtains would match his carpet? I smiled sympathetically at William, who was awaiting my reply.

‘Oh, William, remember I’m going to Dubai to work … for a while. I should have spoken more about it, but it was only finalised today.’ I blurted it out so naturally, as if I was genuinely upset.

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