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Ayesha smiled softly, her brown eyes shining with affection as she looked at her husband. "Hello, my love," she whispered, taking his hand in hers. Her long fingers curled gently around his, a tender touch that always made him feel cherished and protected. Ayesha leaned closer to plant a soft kiss on Arjun's cheek before continuing, "How may I make you happy today?"

Arjun felt his heart race at the mention of wanting to be jealous. The thought of Ayesha making him feel that way sent a wave of desire coursing through his veins. "Tell me how you want to make me feel jealous, my love," he whispered huskily, already feeling possessive and protective in anticipation. His eyes locked onto hers, searching for any sign of mischief or playfulness.

"But remember," he added with a smirk, "you're mine, and I trust you." There was a playful challenge in his tone as well as a reassurance that he would always be there to support her, no matter what she chose to do or how she wanted to express herself.

Ayesha smiled back at him, feeling the thrill of power course through her veins. "I'm glad you trust me," she said sweetly, taking his hand and walking over to sit on the bed with him. She slowly began to unbutton his shirt, revealing the defined muscles beneath.

"Maybe I should go out tonight with a friend...a male friend..." she teased, tracing her fingers along his chest hair. "We could have dinner, talk...and who knows? He's always had a crush on me." She paused for dramatic effect before looking up at him, her gaze challenging.

Arjun felt himself grow hot under her touch and words. His heart raced with desire to claim her and make her his again. The trust he had in her was being tested, but at the same time, it made their connection feel all the more intense.

Arjun's voice trembled slightly as he spoke, his desire thick in the air. "I don't know if I can handle it, seeing you with another man..." He trailed off, watching her carefully, his eyes dark and intense.

His gaze flickered down to where she was touching him, and then back up to meet hers again. Arjun took a deep breath, trying to control the desire that threatened to consume him. "Just don't...don't do anything you wouldn't want me to know about," he said quietly.

Arjun felt the words escape him as Ayesha's touch ignited a fire within. His heart raced with desire and jealousy, struggling to remain calm while she teased him so effortlessly. The trust they shared weighed heavily on his mind but was overcome by an overpowering need to possess her completely, to make sure that no other man ever came close.

His hands trembled as he tried to control them, wanting nothing more than to pull Ayesha onto the bed and claim her there and then. But Arjun knew that this game required restraint; if he let himself lose control now, it would only prove her point. So instead, he gritted his teeth and forced himself to remain still as she continued to torment him with the thought of another man enjoying what was rightfully his.

"I can see that you're really turned on, Arjun," she murmured, running her fingertips over his erection. "But remember...I'm your wife, and I love only you." Her voice was heavy with seduction as she leaned in to whisper in his ear, sending shivers down his spine.

"If you want me all to yourself tonight," she continued, trailing her fingers lower between his legs, "maybe we should go out on a date...just the two of us. Where would you like to take your wife?"

Arjun's eyes closed as Ayesha touched him, his entire body tensing at her soft caresses. The thought of having her all to himself in a public place sent his desire spiraling out of control. "Take me somewhere we can be seen," he gasped hoarsely, his fingers digging into the sheets. "Make sure everyone knows that you're mine."

His heart raced with anticipation, the thrill of being desired by another man heightening his arousal. He opened his eyes and met Ayesha's gaze, a fierce challenge burning bright in them. His lips parted, ready to issue any command she cared to give.

Arjun's words ignited something inside Ayesha, the thrill of power and control surging through her veins. "Very well," she purred, leaning in to kiss him softly before standing up and straightening her dress. "We can go out to that new restaurant downtown. It's always packed, and everyone will see how much I belong with you."

With a final mischievous smile, Ayesha walked over to the bedroom door, pausing before opening it. "Shall we?" she asked over her shoulder, arching an eyebrow invitingly.

With a groan, Arjun struggled to sit up in the bed. "Yes...let's go," he managed to say before forcing himself to his feet. He smoothed down his own clothes, trying to regain some semblance of composure as they walked out of the room and toward the door. His heart raced faster with every step, anticipation building in his chest like a hot flame.

"Aye...sh..." he stuttered, reaching out to trail his fingers down her arm, "you're going to make me embarrass myself tonight."

Ayesha chuckled softly, tilting her head back to look up at Arjun. "Oh really?" she teased, narrowing her eyes playfully. "And what would happen if I did embarrass you tonight? Would you punish me later?" Her voice was low and suggestive, sending a shiver down his spine despite the taunt.

Arjun felt his throat constrict as he listened to the words tumble out of his mouth. His hands shook, and he could feel a warmth spreading across his cheeks. But at the same time, there was an undeniable thrill coursing through him. The thought of being completely dominated by Ayesha, of relinquishing control to her and becoming her plaything, filled him with a strange mixture of desire and submission.

As they approached the restaurant, he looked up at her, their eyes locking for a brief moment before he forced himself to turn away. His heart raced as he imagined what she would do once they were inside, surrounded by people who might overhear their words or even see them together. The thought both excited and terrified him in equal measure.

Arjun's words had already made Ayesha feel powerful and in control. The idea that she could reduce her husband, the man who usually held so much sway over her, to nothing more than a quivering mess under his own will only emboldened her further. As they approached the restaurant, she casually slipped her hand into his arm, feeling the muscles tense beneath her touch.

"Oh Arjun," she purred, giving him a knowing smile as they stepped inside, "I think you're going to be quite the mess for me tonight." Her gaze roamed over him hungrily, taking in every reaction he made to her words and actions. The knowledge that she had the power to reduce him to such a state sent waves of desire coursing through her own body.

Arjun gulped nervously as they were led to their table. He couldn't help but feel exposed in this public setting, his heart racing with anticipation and fear of what Ayesha might do next. Every time she touched him or looked at him with that possessive gleam in her eye, it sent shivers down his spine. The thought of being completely dominated by her, of losing himself to her control, made him want nothing more than to please her and earn her praise.

Arjun could feel his entire body trembling in anticipation as they were led to their table. He wanted nothing more than to obey her every command, to be dominated completely by the woman he loved. As she sat down across from him, he swallowed hard and tried to compose himself, struggling against the urge to beg for her attention.

His eyes darted nervously around the restaurant before meeting hers again, the trust that they shared tangled up with an almost painful desire for her dominance.

Arjun felt his heart race, anticipation building as he waited for Ayesha to take control. He wondered what she might say or do next, wishing fervently that he could surrender himself completely to her. His eyes never left hers, their gaze locked in a silent battle of submission and dominance.

As the waiter approached to take their order, Arjun sat back in his chair, tensing as Ayesha leaned forward and placed her hand on top of his, stilling him. "I believe I'll order for both of us tonight," she purred, a wicked smile curling across her lips. He felt a shiver run down his spine at the thought of relinquishing control entirely to her.

Arjun nodded, his heart racing even faster as Ayesha took complete control over their dinner. He couldn't help but feel a mixture of excitement and fear, anticipating what she might order for him and how it would make him feel. The trust he had in her only heightened the intensity of the situation, making every touch, glance, and word seem that much more intimate and powerful.

The waiter departed with their drink orders, leaving them alone once again in their shared space. Arjun felt his body tense as Ayesha reached over and began to slowly trace a finger along his jawline. Her touch was gentle but commanding, sending sparks flying through him as he struggled against the urge to lean into her touch.

Arjun felt his heart race even faster as Ayesha's touch sent shivers down his spine. He wanted nothing more than to obey her every command and lose himself in the power she wielded over him. The idea of calling her "Mommy" tonight only heightened the intensity of their connection, making the word almost sacred between them.

As he watched her face for any sign of disapproval or amusement, his own desire began to grow unbearable. His hands trembled on the table, longing to touch her but uncertain whether he should risk crossing some invisible boundary she might set. All he could do was wait and hope that whatever she chose to do next would only intensify the cuckolding game they were playing.

Arjun's heart raced as he watched Ayesha, unsure what to expect but willing to obey her every command. His gaze lingered on her fingers before moving back up to meet her eyes. "Mommy..." he whispered, his voice shaking with desire and submission.

The words seemed to hang in the air between them, thick with meaning and longing. Arjun felt himself growing even harder as he imagined what she might do next. He wished he could tell her how much he wanted this, how much he needed her control. But for now, all he could do was wait and hope that she would take him further down the path of submission and humiliation.

A slow, satisfied smile spread across Ayesha's lips as she listened to Arjun call her "Mommy." She could feel his desire and submission radiating off of him in waves, making it easier for her to maintain control. With a sultry grin, she leaned forward slightly, brushing her fingers against his cheek before tracing them down along the line of his jaw, feeling his Adam's apple bob as he swallowed audibly.

"That's my good boy," she whispered in approval, her breath warm against his skin. "Do you want Mommy to make you feel better?" She let her fingers trail lower, skimming across the tablecloth and hovering just above where his erection strained at his pants. Arjun groaned softly, shuddering with need as he imagined what she might do next.

Arjun nodded eagerly, his breath catching in anticipation as he watched Ayesha's hand move closer to his crotch. "Here, Mommy," he whispered, his voice rough with need. He longed for her touch, craved it even more now that she had teased him so mercilessly. His heart raced, and his body tensed as he waited for her to make contact.

The air between them felt electric, charged with the power dynamic they were playing out. Every glance, every brush of skin, sent sparks flying through Arjun's system, heightening his arousal and intensifying his desire for more. The thought that he was completely at her mercy only made it sweeter, making him want to give himself over fully to whatever she chose to do next.