When I found out that my wife had a lover, I was relieved.
Shirin1177>
Thanks for today. It was really a pleasant experience. I’m already looking forward to Wednesday’s training.
Farhad1177>
I never thought of becoming a swimming coach, but seeing you being so happy is one of the most pleasant experience of my life time. We should definitely continue this 1 to 1 coaching. Sweet dreams. Goodnight.
Tuesday was a busy day at work, but I had time to look up for something that Zahra would like me to read to her.
Farhad1177>
Zahra, I found out that Nezami’s poem Laili and Majnun was translated into English and can be downloaded. If you still want me to read stuff to you, this might be a good idea.
Shirin1177>
I agree. Do we go to the poll tomorrow?
Farhad1177>
Of course. Bring the blue swimsuit. If you want that all three suits should be equally worn out, you can use the black on Mondays, blue one on Wednesdays and red one on Fridays.
Shirin1177>
Deal. We swim like yesterday?
Farhad1177>
Not entirely. If you are interested in swimmers slang, the plan for yesterday and tomorrow is
Session 1
10x push off into a streamline and return to the wall
10 x 25m flutter kick with board and snorkel
10 x 25m flutter kick with snorkel in bullet position
10 x 25m flutter kick with snorkel and buoy
10 x 25m single hand freestyle with snorkel and board
Session 2
10x push off into a streamline and return to the wall
10 x 25m flutter kick with board and snorkel
10 x 25m flutter kick with snorkel and buoy
10 x 25m flutter kick on the back with board
10 x 25m single hand freestyle with snorkel and board
We will continue to use fins for all drills, except for breaststroke.
Shirin1177>
Thanks. Are my legs fluttery enough in flutter kick? he,he,he
Farhad1177>
Of course. You are a natural swimmer. Your progress is better than I thought it would be. You will eventually become a very good swimmer. I mean good for someone who started at 27. You will look relaxed, confident and elegant in the water, even if your times will not be competitive at national master’s competitions. If you want to go there, if this is your goal, then you will have to practice five times a week, or even more. I’m not sure you want to commit to swimming so seriously.
Shirin1177>
Thanks, but no thanks, no competitions, just swimming with you according to your choreography.
Farhad1177>
I love you. Good night.
Shirin1177>
I know you do. I love you too. See you tomorrow.
Farhad1177>
Sleep well, my Sweet (I look it up in Google Translate)
Shirin1177>
Aye aye master Farhad as thou commandeth so it shalt be
On Wednesday afternoon I arrived at the pool early. I took a cup of coffee from vending machine and waited. Zahra arrived on time, in black coat and red beret. When she spotted me, she walked towards me with quick-paced steps and threw herself in my arms. I hugged her for several minutes, which again raised quite a few eyebrows of bystanders.
The next day, for the first time, I began to think that things might turn in the direction of an actual divorce between me and my wife. The more I thought about it, the more I realized I didn’t care. If necessary, I can rent a small apartment or live in the studio of my Bosnian compatriot Senad, an artist and sculptor, who returned home five months ago to take care of some family matters. Senad told me he wouldn’t be back in London until March or even June next year, so I had plenty of time to find a place to live in the event of a divorce. Maybe Zahra and I could rent something together to split the cost. I decided to let Zahra determine how fast our relationship should progress. I will respond positively to any initiative on her part. Our lingering embrace determined our future poolside etiquette. I’m going to act like we’re married.
We started our second practice session, both in the same lane, I decided to measure the progress of Zahra’s push offs. On her first attempt she reached 5m mark. I performed push off again, while she was observing. We repeated this nine more times, and she was able to improve her stopping point for about 2m. We also repeated three drills from our first session. Correct swimming requires a lot patience and repetitive drills, which is not every person’s cup.
The only new drill, a really erotic one, the flutter kick on the back with a kick board, can be performed correctly only if swimmer’s body is horizontal, with eyes looking straight to the ceiling. Swimmer Escort in this position is no able to see the wall behind her. Olympic pools are equipped with a line of small flags, 5 meters before the wall, so that swimmers can perform turn before their head collide with the concrete wall behind them. If there are no flags, which is true for many public pools, all backstroke drills must be performed in such a way that the coach swims to the other side of the pool, waits for his swimmer and stop her in such a way that his hand halts the top of her head from moving forward. Because of the swimmer’s inertia, her body collapses into a full body contact with her coach, creating an erotic moment, most people cannot imagine. Since we were in love, Zahra really enjoyed this drill. On the other hand, watching her swim without looking back, trusting me fully that I will catch her in my hands before she would hit the wall, was indeed a love building exercise.
I dried her hair, we left the pool and stopped at Chinese place, waiting for dumplings.
– How do you feel? Is 1000 meters per session too much for you?
– No, I could do more.
– I see. Okay. We will add 250 meters next week.
– Can I ask you something more personal?
– Sure. Maybe I will not answer, but you can always ask. I will not hold it against you. Truth or dare, no problem.
– Truth. Do you know?
– Know what?
– So you don’t know? About Malcolm and Kate?
– Who’s Malcolm?
– My husband.
– I see. Kate is my wife Kate? Do you want to say that my wife and your husband are having the affair?
– Yes. They were both in Leeds last week, were they not?
– They work for the same company. This is no proof.
– There are many other things, I am positive they are lovers.
– Okay, let’s say you are not wrong. Is this thing serious?
– I don’t know, but I’m sure it is going on at least 2 months.
I nodded and started to think it over. We were both silent for several minutes. I realized that I was neither sad nor angry if Kate really has a lover, but the idea that Zahra is perhaps just being on some sort of revenge trip was very painful.
– Are you here with me just to make the score even? Since your husband fucks my wife, you want to start the affair with your rival’s husband?
I looked at her eyes and they were wet.
– No. No. You must not think this, I would…
– Sorry Zahra. I didn’t want to hurt you. Shit, all this is very complicated. Say, what if your husband comes home and says he is sorry because he fucked Kate and wants you two to start over again?
– I don’t care. Too many thing are wrong with how he treats me. I don’t want to start again.
– How does he treat you?
– He’s your opposite. You treat me as if I’m a princess. He treats me like a piece of furniture or a servant.
– Okay, lets drop this debate. It’s not important. Do you have time tomorrow evening?
– Yes. Malcolm will eat dinner with some business partners, so I only need to prepare some snacks for myself. You want us to go somewhere?
– No. We will both be behind our laptops, so we can throughly talk this one through. Truth or dare.
– Agreed (she was smiling again)
After we left the restaurant, I put my arm around her shoulder. When the train finally arrived, the carriage was almost full. I sat in the only free seat and Zahra sat in my lap. She rested her head on my right shoulder. I took off her beret and inhale the scent of her freshly washed hair.
Thursday afternoon was rainy; a perfect setting for truth and dare chat.
Farhad1177>
I’m ready. Truth. Do you love me, no matter what your husband says or does?
Shirin1177>
Yes. Truth. Do you love me? Even if Kate climbs naked into your bed?
Farhad1177>
Yes. Our marriage went downhill some time ago. Dare. Will you walk the streets of London with me and without your panties?
Shirin1177>
What do you want my panties for?
Farhad1177>
I will put them in the pocket of my trousers and go talk with your husband.
Shirin1177>
YOU SICKO! Okay, I will walk the streets without panties. Thuth. Why you love me?
Farhad1177>
Sicko? My defense is: I’m a Bosnian, ’nuff said. Why loving you; This one is difficult. You want a serious answer?
Shirin1177>
Yes. Your wife is so beautiful, elegant, selfconfident, with a figure of a fashion model, yet, you prefer me, or so it seems. I still cannot fully understand, or believe, why.
Farhad1177>
I will try to be serious. An old sage once said “this shoe is beautiful, but only I know where it itches me”. What is beauty anyway? We Balkan sickos, we prefer black hair, no tattoos, no chemical Escort Bayan additives (no make up of any sort), comfortable low heals shoes, normal feminine figure with curved hips and boobs, simple dresses out of London fashion, big sincere smiles. In short, you are all I really think of, when I say enthusiastically that a woman is beautiful. For me you are more beautiful than Kate. I have the right to apply my own rules in judgment, not the rules of anorexia loving society. In short, kindergarten teacher is my beauty ideal, not elegant society ladies. I may have a PhD, but at the core I am a Barbarian from Bosna. Truth. Do you really like to swim?
Shirin1177>
Yes. Truth. Do you like my red beret?
Farhad1177>
Absolutely. Truth. Do you dislike that I don’t shave every day?
Shirin1177>
No. You look so macho with 3mm beard. Truth. Do you also like my boobies?
Farhad1177>
Wow, little Red Riding Beret. Are we venturing into adult talk? Ok then. First impression, when your body was pressed against mine, was favorable. Their shape in swimsuit is fantastic. For the final opinion, I would need a closer touch. Dare. Will you let me wash your body in a bathtub?
Shirin1177>
Yes. Dare. Will you allow me to wash your body?
Farhad1177>
Yes. Dare. Will you let me put ice cream all over your boobies and then lick them clean?
Shirin1177>
Yes. Dare. Will you let me put a cream all over your Dick and then lick Him clean?
Farhad1177>
Yes. Truth. Did you ever do this with another man?
Shirin1177>
What. Sexting or lick the Dick? Anyway the answer in no for both questions. Before you ask, I was virgin when I met Malcolm. Truth. We you a virgin when you met your wife? Probably not.
Farhad1177>
No. I wasn’t. Truth. Do you still have sex with your husband?
Shirin1177>
Not for the last three month. Truth. Do you think about me, when you are at work?
Farhad1177>
Yes. Some of my thoughts about you are decent. Truth. Have you ever masturbated with me in your fantasy?
Shirin1177>
So you also have undecent thoughts about me. How nice. Yes, I think of you when I masturbate. I do it in my bed before I fall asleep. The hardest thing is not to be laud when orgasms comes. Truth. Have you ever fantacised and masturbated with me in your mind?
Farhad1177>
Yes. In the bathroom under the shower. Dare. Will you let me eat your Persian delight until we are both quite satisfied?
Shirin1177>
Yes. I would love to bring my Persian pussycat to your bed. You can caress her as long as you like. Truth. Will my Delight be the first one you have eaten?
Farhad1177>
No. Sadly no. I have engaged in cunnilingus with probably all women in my sexual life. Truth. Have you ever achieved an orgasm with your husband?
Shirin1177>
No. I can reach an orgasm only when I am alone,. Dare. Do you promise to eat my PD until I start screaming?
Farhad1177>
PD as in Persian Delight? Yes. No stopping, full stop. Truth. Are you wet right now?
Shirin1177>
What a cliche! Yes I am. Truth. Is your Dick pointing up or down?
Farhad1177>
Up, hard as an arrow. Truth. Will you masturbate after we end up our conversation?
Shirin1177>
Yes.
Farhad1177>
Me too.
Shirin1177>
Dare. Will you once let me watch you masturbate?
Farhad1177>
Yes. Dare. Will YOU let ME watch?
Shirin1177>
Yes. Dare. Will you finish on my boobies?
Farhad1177>
Only if you will eat my semen afterwards. Truth. Have you seen such a scene (cumshot I believe) on Internet?
Shirin1177>
Yes. I never tasted semen, but I will try it for you. Truth. Do you watch porn?
Farhad1177>
Yes. I prefer Xhamster, but I also watch Pornhub from time to time. I try to learn from other people’s experience. Amateurs only. Real life sex, you see. Not much new under the Sun however. I have done all kind of things with quite a few women, when I was still in Bosna. Truth. Do you know what are Xhamster and Pornhub?
Shirin1177>
I know what Pornhub is. I don’t watch it often. When I watch a pair, I am sad, because my life is so asexual. I prefer to watch girl solo or male solo. Truth. Do you find me repulsive?
Farhad1177>
If you mean participating in sexting, then the answer is no. I found you even more Bayan Escort attractive. We, the adults, all watch porn from time to time. You are beautiful in every respect and I love you dearly. Okay, it is masturbation time. See you tomorrow at the pool.
Shirin1177>
Happy masturbating then. See you.
Farhad1177>
Just for the record. I, as a coach, want to keep the record of your learning progress. Don’t reply. I just want to have a spare copy in some mailfence cloud.
Session 3
10x push off into a streamline and return to the wall
10 x 25m flutter kick with board and snorkel
10 x 25m flutter kick with snorkel in bullet position
10 x 25m flutter kick on the back in bullet position
10 x 25m single hand freestyle with snorkel and board
Next day we met on the street just in front of the pool’s entrance. We kissed as those traveling light do (yup, Leonard Cohen) and went inside. When the session was concluded and her hair sufficiently dry, we stepped out in a cold Autumn evening. When we walked toward the Chinese bistro, I started the conversation.
– I want to say that I was into #metoo before it even existed. Those things we type during sexting must be considered as sexual fantasies. Whatever you say online, you can always take it back real life. You will always have the right to veto anything you might have typed during our Internet dialog. I mean such “promises” as I would let you cum on my boobies or I will lick the semen from my fingers.
– I know that. I know you will never force me to do anything against my wish. What about cuming all over my boobies, you promised that. I insist that you keep that promise.
– Okay. As princess Shirin commands her faithful Farhad will provide.
– Ooo, someone has done some wikireading. But when will we do it? And where?
– If you are correct, if Kate and your husband are fuck buddies, they will sooner or later go away together for some conference. This will be the first night among the total of 1001 nights of reenacting our written promises. If you want it of course. If you do not like our relation to proceed into the realm of physical, we can remain secret sexting couple behind the Khosro’s back.
– You are impressing me more and more with your readiness to learn things from Persian culture. So your wife is Maryam?
– Not at all. Farhad was not married and Khosro treated Maryam very badly. Kate just does not fit in that legend you told me to read and watch.
– You are right. So what will Farhad1177 construct for Shirin1177?
– Well, in real life you constructed safe sexting room for us, but, mind you, as Blackadder would say, I devised the cunning plan. There is one more possibility, real life possibility, but I must first call someone in Sarajevo. I’ll do it over the weekend.
– Can you at least approximately tell me what you have in mind?
– I know a Bosian artist, who has a studio in London, in a building full of NGOs and artists of all sorts. He allowed me to use it several times for my private photographic session with female models. Now he went to Bosna several months ago and plans to stay there until Spring. Some family business, I don’t know exactly what. It’s not important for us. The point being that we cannot make love in my bed or in your bed, so we need some place of our own. I prefer Senad’s studio to random love hotels.
– It’s okay with me. Is there a water in this studio of his?
– Yes, there is a bathtub, mini kitchen with a sink, small fridge, trash bin and two cooking plates. And water heater for instant coffee. And a big couch, coffee table and two chairs. There is also a small podium for the models. Sometimes he also paints nudes, but most of the time his models are fully dressed. He does portraits and also whole figures of women doing something innocent, for example weaving Bosnian rugs. He is a good man, around 50. Divorced. His wife lives in Central Bosna. They are still on speaking terms, as far as I know. You have some other idea?
– Not really. We could try to rent a small apartment, say 30 square meters, I mean if your friend says no.
When I returned home from dinner, my wife was already there. She arrived shortly before me and even asked me how it was at the swimming pool. I was not yet ready to tell her the full truth. I don’t know exactly why I didn’t tell her about my affair. I realized that I needed a firm proof of her infidelity, before I could finished we-part of our lives. I also wanted us to stay some sort of friends for the sake of those three years in Manchester when we were a genuinely happy couple of students and our opposites so strongly attracted each other. The easiest way of founding out the truth was to ask Kate directly:
– Is Malcolm from the house further down the street fucking you or not? Is he fucking you on your office desk, or you go to hotel? Is his bigger and harder than mine? Do you select positions from The Book? Does he make you cum once or twice? Does he take out his cock, shove it in your ass and fucks you until he cums (Garfunkel and Oates reference)?