Jack laughed. “I suppose that is possible. We will go shopping after we eat, and then you can see just how many shops there really are here.”
They ate a leisurely meal and then got started. First, Jack took her to dress boutiques, where he picked out several sundresses for her to try on. She complained that her bra would show, but he told her that from now on she wouldn’t wear a bra unless he told her to.
She agreed reluctantly. Fatima didn’t want to lose Jack over a bra, but she felt uncomfortable going out without a bra. She decided that she would have to get used to it. After all, Jack was the one buying her clothes, so she would wear them the way he wanted her to wear them. By the time they were done visiting boutiques, she was wearing a strapless sundress and carrying several more in bags. One of her new dresses had puffy sleeves for dress-up occasions. The rest were sundresses with no sleeves and fitted bodices. Some had spaghetti straps and others were strapless.
Next, they visited shoe stores. Jack bought her several pairs of shoes of various types. She had pumps, flats and sandals to match all of her new dresses. Lastly, Jack took Fatima to a lingerie shop where he bought her a dozen pairs of seamless panties, one lacy bra, and a couple of sexy, sheer nighties.
Of course, he had Fatima try everything on at every shop and model it for him before he bought anything. The only shop where that would have been a problem was the lingerie shop, but he agreed to only have her try on one pair of seamless panties before he bought a dozen pairs. They did the same with lace thongs. He had the sales girl actually fit Fatima for a lace bra to wear with her fancy dress, and then had the sales girl put it on Fatima while he watched. The sales girl blushed as brightly as Fatima did on that one. There had to be a lot of touching to properly fit the bra, and it was all done while Jack watched.
They made one last stop at the department store for toiletries and makeup. It was the first time Fatima had worn makeup, so Jack had three of the sales girls in the makeup area teach her how to apply it properly. When Fatima left the mall, she looked and felt like a new woman. She had never looked so elegant in her life, with a sexy dress, three-inch heels and new panties underneath and a freshly made-up face and a dark red polish on her fingernails and toenails. She barely recognized herself when she looked in a full-length mirror before leaving the department store.
“Do you like the way I look now, Jack?” she asked.
“Sweetheart,” he responded, “I have never seen a more beautiful woman in my life. I can hardly wait to get home and make love to you.”
“Shhhh…” she interrupted. “Don’t say that so loud the taxi driver can hear.”
“Why would I care what he thinks?” he asked. “We will probably never see him again.”
“Oh,” she replied. “I hadn’t thought of that.”
“There is only one person in this world who you need to please,” he said, “And that person is me. It doesn’t matter at all what anybody else thinks. That should make your life much easier.”
“OK, Jack,” she replied.
When they arrived at the high-rise, the doorman opened the door and let them in. Fatima noticed that his eyes never left her until they and their bags were in the elevator. “I guess I must be sexy,” she thought to herself.
As soon as they were back in their condo, Jack asked, “Could you change into one of your new nighties for me?”
Fatima hadn’t expected that, but she wanted to please Jack in any way that she could. “OK,” she replied. “What should I do with my new clothes?”
Jack helped carry the bags into the bedroom. Setting them on the bed, he cleared part of the closet to hang her dresses and cleared out one of his drawers for her lingerie. He told her to put her new shoes in the bottom of the closet.
It didn’t take Fatima long to put away all of her new things. Then, she took one of the sexy nighties into the CR to get a shower and get changed. Five minutes later, she walked back out into the bedroom, where Jack was lying naked on the bed. “Come here, Beautiful” he commanded.
Fatima quickly made her way across the top of the bed until she was straddling Jack’s hips. He immediately noticed her lack of panties when he felt her wetness on his skin. “Why no panties?” he asked.
“Well,” she began. “The panties that came with this were so small they didn’t really cover anything, so I just thought, what’s the point? You would probably just take them off anyway.”
“How right you are,” he replied. “Not having any panties on saves time, and you look super sexy without them anyway. Now, rub that wet pussy against my cock until it is all wet, and then line me up and slide your pussy down over my cock without using your hands.”
Fatima smiled at the challenge he had given her. Sliding her pussy over his cock was easy. It fit really nicely in her slit. But she thought that putting it inside her vagina might be more difficult. She worried for nothing. Once Jack’s cock was totally wet, it was also lifting up from is tummy, putting it at the perfect angle to enter her. As soon as the tip touched her vaginal entrance, it slid right in with no problem. From this, she learned that perceived obstacles were not always real obstacles.
Once Jack’s cock was completely buried in her pussy, Fatima leaned down to kiss him deeply. There was something about French kissing while making love that made both activities even better. She was enjoying herself so much that she was barely able to keep his cock contained. Several times, she had to readjust his cock to realign it with her vaginal entrance and slide down over it without using her hands. It wasn’t always as easy as it might seem, but it was actually fun for both of them.
Jack reached up under her nightie to play with her breasts. Men are naturally attracted to women’s breasts. It doesn’t matter whether their breasts are big or small. They will still attract a man. Nobody has ever adequately explained why that is, but it is true. After squeezing them for a while, Jack pulled Fatima’s breasts toward his mouth, where he could suckle her nipples while she continued to bounce up and down on his cock.
Having Jack suckling on her nipples sent Fatima over the edge, and from that point on, she was orgasming constantly. Jack’s cock was being milked as Fatima’s vaginal walls spasmed during her orgasms, so he couldn’t last long either, and he was soon pumping spurt after spurt of his seed deep into her womb again.
“You are extremely sexy in that nightie,” Jack declared. “I’ve decided that I want you to wear a sexy nightie like this to bed every night, so we may need to buy more. I may have to order you several nighties online.”
“Thank you, Jack,” she replied as she continued to lay on top of his chest. Her pussy was still filled with Jack’s cock, and she didn’t want to lose that connection until it became impossible to maintain. Fatima had been very apprehensive about living with Jack at first, but now she couldn’t imagine any other life.
It was getting late, and Jack started getting hungry. When Fatima heard Jack’s tummy rumble (her ear was against his chest), she lifted up and told him, “I will fix dinner. Is there anything special you would like?”
“No,” he replied. “But there are some cookbooks on a shelf in the kitchen. I would love it if you try some of those recipes over time. Tonight, though, you should probably just look to see what ingredients we have available in the refrigerator and cupboards.”
Fatima went into the CR to clean herself up before she started cooking, but she decided to keep the nightie on. She did, however, put the matching thong on to hold any drips inside.
After searching for available ingredients, Fatima asked, “Would burritos be OK? I think we have everything I need to make some really good burritos and Spanish rice.”
“Wow,” Jack answered. “I wasn’t expecting that, but it sounds great. Where did you learn how to make burritos?”
Fatima smiled. “My mother is actually a very good cook, and she taught me a lot over the years. She thinks that all girls should know how to cook.”
“I think I would like your mother,” he replied. “Maybe I will meet her someday.”
She smiled again. “That would make me very happy. I’m sure that she would like you too.”
Fatima sang to herself the whole time she was cooking dinner, and Jack was listening the whole time. She had a beautiful voice, and Jack knew that he would enjoy hearing her sing as she worked in their home in the future.
Jack didn’t have a job per se. Instead, he managed a portfolio of investments he had put together for himself before leaving the US. Jack had made a lot of money in tech before he was 35, so when a large tech company offered to buy him out, he decided that it was time to change careers. Now, he only had to track stocks and mutual funds, buying and selling as appropriate.
He had long ago become disillusioned with most American women. They seemed to only care about themselves and had few of the traditional traits that Jack considered essential for a good wife. To Jack, it seemed almost impossible to find a woman with traditional values in the US, which was why Jack came to the Philippines. Here, women with traditional values were the norm and not the exception.
Fatima was definitely a woman with traditional values. Even though Jack had initially recruited Fatima as a domestic helper, he was quickly re-evaluating where she might fit into his life. However, Jack had learned long ago that people are not always what they first seem. Therefore, it was always better to let relationships develop slowly over time. Until it seemed appropriate, Jack wanted to leave things as they were. After all, he was truly enjoying his life as it was.
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