Unveiling Lina – Devout Muslim wife blackmailed and seduced by white neighbor. [MF] [Reluctant] [blackmail] [cheating] [interracial]

[This is a fictional story, don’t draw any conclusions or ideas for actual behavior from this.]

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Her reading interrupted by a knock on the kitchen door, Lina Abbas left her book and stepped quickly down the hall, pausing briefly to check her hijab in a mirror.

“Hello, Lina, I have your things here.” It was Jason, the neighbor.

“Oh, Jason. Hi. Did you fixed it?” She asked, smiling hopefully.

“Sorry to tell you, it’s dead.” Lina’s smile turned into a childlike pout.

“Oh. Ok.”

“The good news is that I’m pretty sure I got all your things off the hard drive. You won’t lose anything. It’s all saved on these USB sticks. Where should I put them?”

Jason was holding the laptop like a tray, precariously carrying a bunch of USB sticks in a plastic bag on top. Lina was torn between reaching out to take her computer from Jason, possibly dumping the USB sticks with all of her files, or allowing him to enter her home with her husband not there, something not allowed in her religion and which would have infuriated her husband.

With no time to think, she quickly decided letting Jason just drop the things off on the table and leave would be the fastest and safest option. It would just take a second. Her husband would still be in Egypt for another two days, he would never find out.

“Oh, um, put it please, on the table.”

Lina stepped back to hold the door and let Jason pass into the kitchen. He gingerly placed everything down.

“So, that’s it,” said Jason.

“Okay. We said eighty, right?” Lina looked around for her handbag before remembering she’d left it back in the living room. Her heart jumped now as she realized the uncomfortable situation of being alone with a non-mahram man was going to be drawn out a bit longer.

“Wait, please. I left the bag somewhere, one minute.”

Lina hurried back to the living room. She found the bag and was digging through it, wondering again why she’d failed to prepare the money.

“Stupid. I knew he was coming,” she thought.

“Lina…” Lina was visibly startled and spun around to see Jason standing behind her in the living room. She was shocked that he had followed her deeper into her home.

“Lina, don’t worry about the money.”

“Oh, you scared me! No, Jason, you are welcome for it. You should have it, the money, you spended your time and saved all the things.” Lina smiled politely and held out the money. But Jason didn’t move. Only his eyes. He was looking her over. The twenty-dollar bills trembled awkwardly in the air.

“Lina, there’s another problem we have to fix.”

Lina lowered her outstretched hand, straightened herself, and looked seriously at Jason.

“What problem?”

“I found your pictures.”

Lina suddenly felt herself spinning, and put a hand on the wall. That terrible heat of deep embarrassment hit her, burning her face and chest.

“What pictures?”

“You know what pictures.”

Lina backed along the wall and carefully sat on the sofa, looking at the floor. She felt sick. Her husband would kill her if he knew she gave the computer to Jason with the photos still on it, especially while he was away. Why didn’t she just let the computer stay broken?

Lina stuffed the money back into her bag and looked up, her dark, arched brows knitted in anger.

“Those were private. You was supposed to fix it not go searching in it, you did something too wrong. Go out!”

“Lina, I have copies of the photos saved. You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, and I can’t just make myself delete them. I need your help.”

Lina stood up, speaking as harshly as she could without broadcasting the issue.

“Really, you will find a big trouble from this! Go delete them, really go!”

“Lina, look, I’m sorry. But I didn’t ask to see them, and I didn’t steal them from you. You gave them to me. You knew they were on there. You knew I would have to search your computer to find your files. So you knew I would see them. There’s something going on between us and I think we’ve both felt it for a long time. You can’t show me photos like that of yourself and then just ask me to forget it. We need to help each other to get out of this.”

Lina folded her arms, and tilted her head.

“How much you want?” she said curtly.

“Money isn’t the problem here.”

Lina closed her eyes and took a breath. She knew where this would go now.

“Lina, it’s easy. I just want to look at you. I want to see how you look in real life. Just once.”

“No, go out, you are a crazy man. Sick man. Go the doctor.”

“Lina, I’m coming to you directly and being honest with you. You know I could make money from those pictures, and I could make sure that a lot of people get to enjoy them. You’re face and body would be famous. But I’m not doing anything like that. I don’t want that. I want everything to stay absolutely private and safe.”

“You will go to jail and maybe my husband kill you before it.”

“The police won’t care. Pictures like that aren’t illegal in America, and you gave them to me on the laptop, knowingly. How will you explain how I got your laptop? You knew I would see them, and any cop or judge is going to know you gave them to me on purpose. And you did all this while Zaki and your kids were away. I don’t think that’s a coincidence. Your husband will see what you started and will blame you more than me. Don’t forget I have all your email contacts. If you threaten me, remember that everyone you know could get those pictures minutes from when I leave, and there’s nothing you can do legally. But that’s never going to happen because I’m willing to erase the pictures and everything else. Everything is going to be fine, and nothing is going to affect your family or your life. You just have to work with me a little.”

Jason was partly bluffing but it was enough to knock Lina off center. She flopped back down on the couch and put her face in her hands. She knew nothing of the law in this country and had no idea who to turn to or what could happen. Couldn’t this all just stop?

“Listen, I just want to look at you. Look, only. I won’t touch you. And then I’ll leave and never bother you again. I will delete everything I have saved in return. I could ask for more and just keep the photos. I could say or do anything I want, but I’m telling you I won’t. It’s worth it to me if I can just see you, just once. That will be enough, this whole problem will end, and no one will ever know. Your life can go back to normal and nothing bad will happen.”

“I’m a Muslim woman, Jason. You can’t ask this.”

“If you’re worried about sinning, I’ve already seen you in the photos. It’s already happened. So letting me look isn’t doing anything more. The sin is mine only. I’m the one asking you, you don’t really have any other way, so it’s not your fault, only mine, and I would happily burn in hell forever to see you just once. I promise nothing bad will happen to you or to your family life after this.”

Lina just shook her head. Jason had seemed like a nice man to her, she couldn’t believe he was so cunning. She wasn’t going to answer him. She needed time to think. A deep feeling of utter dread formed within her, overpowering her. Suddenly she found herself sobbing into her hands, her mind spinning faster and faster through the narrowing range of terrible choices. What would be the easiest? Why couldn’t this all just stop?

“Here take a tissue.”

Jason had brought her the box from the end-table. She took one, wiping her eyes and nose. Somehow this gesture seemed to calm her. How long had she been crying? Jason was squatting in front of her, watching her with what looked like concern. She looked around the room, breathing deeply and more evenly.

“Jason, what you want, really?” Maybe she hoped the answer would be easier for her this time.

“It’s not that bad. Remember, I’ve already seen every part of you. There’s no point to being shy now. If you just let me see you for a while, that will end this, and all the problems will go away. Everything that happened between us will stay completely private.”

Lina sat still for several minutes. It seemed like the fastest way to end this was to just give him what he wanted and get him to leave, and get her life back. She felt terrified of things getting more out of control and destroying her marriage, her family, her life. She just wanted this to be over.

“Okay. Okay. Can I have some water?”

Jason searched her face. She wouldn’t try anything. “Yeah, hold on.” When he came back with the glass she was still sitting exactly as she had been.

She took the glass from him, saying a quiet “thank you” automatically. Jason crouched in front of her patiently as she drank in measured amounts, composing herself.

She handed Jason the empty glass.

“Where?”

Jason’s pale blue eyes scanned the room.

“Stand in front of that wall.”

Lina stood where he had pointed and faced him, looking both resigned and disdainful. Jason was looking her up and down. She was dressed elegantly as usual, a blue headscarf wrapped around her head and draped over her upper chest, a longish white tunic, loose blue linen harem pants that scandalously showed a bit of ankle. She was barefoot, with well-maintained, soft-looking feet.

“What now?” Lina asked, putting a hand on her hip in an almost challenging manner.

“You know.”

Lina took a breath and started unpinning her hijab, finally unwrapping it and removing it completely. She felt a rush of deep embarrassment while doing this, as no non-mahram man had seen her like this since she was maybe 12 years old. She put the pins in the fabric and tossed it in a ball onto the couch.

“Let down your hair.”

Lina shot Jason a defiant and angry look, but complied. She took the clip from her hair and tossed it on the couch with the hijab, smoothing her hair with her hands as it fell past her shoulders, before resuming as icy stance, arms crossed over her chest. Her hair was long, a little wavy, jet black. It complimented her dark, arched brows and elegant Arab nose well.

“Wow, Lina, you are beautiful. Do you know how beautiful you are? You have a lot of strength to hide such beauty.” Lina didn’t answer.

“Continue,” Jason said, gesturing to her upper body.

Lina pulled off her tunic, revealing her modestly sized breasts clasped in a purple bra, her honey-colored torso ending in a slightly rounded belly. She noticed her large, deep navel, one of her husband’s favorite morsels, held Jason’s gaze for a moment. She felt another strong rush, of what she wasn’t sure, as she became aware of her belly heaving under Jason’s watch.

“Your body is amazing. Most women would be showing that off, your husband has gotta be one of the luckiest guys alive. You know I don’t believe in any gods for sure, but I can’t blame your husband for believing if he has a wife like you. Keep going.”

Lina took another breath, loosening the drawstring of her pants. They slipped down, and she stepped out of them, kicking them over with her other clothes. Her hips and buttocks were full but not flabby, good shape for a woman and mother just turned thirty-two. Her panties were also purple and were plain, her lingerie reserved for when her husband was at home. Jason could see her legs seemed to be freshly groomed.

“You are in awesome shape, wow. Look at you. There are a lot of skinny, boney women out there, and plenty of chubby ones, and I like them all. But those women who have perfect curves like this are rare diamonds. You are a very finely shaped diamond, Lina.”

So exposed, on the verge of nudity, Lina was now struggling to control herself. She felt herself getting turned on automatically and starting to get wet, by being looked at and by Jason’s compliments. She had yearned for attention like this from Zaki but he was always so humble and shy with her. Jason had a slight smile and was openly enjoying her body, more than her husband ever had. She noticed his eyes move down to her panties, searching out her shape, a wave of intuitive sexual excitement almost breaking into her consciousness at this. She felt had to stay focused on her outrage to suppress unwanted, traitorous feelings. She had to stay true to her husband and her faith, at least in her heart.

“Keep going,” Jason finally said, after a thorough study.

Lina reached behind her and unbuckled her bra, trying to just act, not think, as she exposed her breasts to Jason, tossing the bra on the ground. Lina’s body flamed again with humiliation and heat as she crossed this line. Especially as her large, dark nipples were erect, something that could not have escaped Jason’s gaze, as his eyes moved from one to the other.

“Lina, your breasts are perfect. If I was your husband I’d kiss them to sleep every night. Do you like to have them kissed?”

Lina said nothing but stood straight, allowing him to fully view her. He paced around her again. She tried not to watch his eyes as Jason centered himself in front of her.

“Continue.”

Lina slid down her panties and kicked them aside. Her meticulously waxed pubic region and the slightly puffy lips below now must have been visible beneath her soft belly. She found herself instinctively turning from Jason, as though there were any way to hide her nakedness from his eyes.

“Don’t do that, don’t turn around, I have to see you. If you want to end this, you have to show me everything. Straighten up.”

Lina obeyed, a strong wave of heat coming from her face and chest and moving down between her thighs, the location of Jason’s gaze. She watched his eyes wander over her, from her exposed vulva down to her feet, back up to her belly, navel, breasts, when he came to her throat she couldn’t help but to swallow hard. It was like her body was in collusion with Jason, against her, sending him signals of its own desires.

“Lina, lean back on the wall. I want you to open yourself and show me inside you.”

Lina took a few steps in reverse, and leaned herself against the wall.

“No, put you hips forward a bit.” Lina was confused and looked at Jason, her face and a slight head-shake signalling that she didn’t quite understand.

“Keep this on the wall and move this out.” Jason said, pointing and gesturing at the relevant parts. Lina pressed her bare shoulders against the wall, stepping forward, moving her hips out in front slightly. “Open up. Open yourself,” said Jason, now kneeling close in front of her. Lina felt a surge of explicitly sexual excitement between her legs as she spread them apart. She was hot there now and, though still against her will, there was no suppressing it at this point. He was looking right at her, into her, so close.

“Lina, use your hand and open it.”

Lina spread her labia apart with two fingers. It was very quiet in her house, and there was a slight sound she opened. She couldn’t believe how wet she was, feeling it as the air ran over her. Of course Jason noticed.

“Lina, you sexy woman, you’re wet. Your perfect, beautiful pussy is all wet inside. You wanted this, didn’t you? That’s why you gave me the pictures. I know you felt the attraction between us just like I did. Do you like to show your pussy to me, Lina?”

“No,” was Lina’s hoarse reply, her gaze hardening. She had to keep her heart clean and fight these feelings, no matter how her body reacted, even as she felt her clit throbbing inches in front of him, signalling to him, as she held open her most intimate place to his blue eyes.

“Lina, if you want me to help you, you have to tell me the truth. Tell me you like to show your pussy to me. I just wanna hear you say it.”

Lina closed her eyes, ignoring what was happening as best as she could.

“Lina, I won’t leave unless you say it. Say you like to show your pussy to me.”

“Okay, okay. I like to show it to you.”

“Tell me I make you wet.”

“You make me wet.”

“Use my name. Say, ‘Jason, you make me wet.'”

“Jason, you make me wet.”

Saying these words gave power to the feeling inside her, she felt herself on the edge of total loss of control. She was sure he could see it. She just wanted to release this craziness inside her, she felt she was going to go mad.

Jason moved closer to her to get a better view, but Lina was startled and flinched, backing away slightly.

“What are you doing, I didn’t say you could move.”

Jason placed his hands on Lina’s buttocks and repositioned her, her exposed pussy only inches from his face.

“Jason, you said you won’t touch,” Lina said in a soft, distant voice. Why didn’t she sound angry? She didn’t know if her fear or her desire made her speak like that, which both thrilled and disgusted her. She felt her whole body was trembling and heaving with each breath. She felt as though Jason was reading her like a book, she felt like she couldn’t hide anything inside or outside from him.

“I wasn’t going to touch you, I was going to keep my promise, but you keep disobeying me. You keep breaking the deal by trying to hide. If you want me to help you, you have to stop being shy, make me happy, and do as I say. That’s the only way back to normal life.”

Jason’s hands remained on her buttocks.

“Open yourself more.”

Lina spread her lips. She was so wet could feel it on her fingers.

“Lina, I like the way you look very much. Every small part of your pussy is beautiful and amazing.” Jason moved so close his face was almost on her. She realized he was smelling her.

“Oh my god, Lina you smell so good. Your pussy smells so clean and sweet. I bet you would taste sweet and clean also if I kissed and licked you. You’re like some kind of angel, I can hardly believe a perfect body like yours is real. Close your eyes.”

Blackness enveloped her as her feelings overcame all thoughts. She felt it slightly at first, then more. She looked down, briefly to see Jason blowing across her exposed clit.

“Lina, I said close your eyes. You disobeyed me again.”

Lina shut her eyes and said nothing. She was nearly past caring what happened, her yearn for sexual release had eclipsed her desire for this to end or not go any further. She felt Jason’s breath flowing over her. She never felt anything like this. What was he doing to her? She looked down at him again, wanting to watch him, a part of her maybe wanting to break his rules and push him to do more. It felt so strange and good, she’d never heard of this before. Their eyes met.

“Lina, tell me I make you hot. Use my name.”

“You make me hot, Jason.”

“Lina, tell me to touch you. Use my name.”

“Touch me. Jason.”

Was it from herself that she had asked that or not? She was too far gone to sort it out or even try. It was only deep sexual ecstasy that she felt as Jason’s thumb ran over her pubic mound, and then down to enter her lips, mingling with her wetness, softness, and heat, pressing on her right where she needed pressure so badly. Lina let out a gasp at this, her hips instinctively pushing out to meet Jason’s touch. She moved her hands away and placed them on the wall to steady herself.

Jason ran his thumb over her inner parts, from her clit down to the wetness around her opening and back, feeling her shapes, examining her, spreading her juices over her. She noticed herself moan a little as Jason slowly slipped his thumb inside her, just a little at first, slowly thrusting a few times before sinking it into her as far as it would go, moving in and out, learning her, as he pinched and tugged her plump pussy lip with his fingers. He slid his thumb out and rode up to her clit again, slowly building pressure as he played with it, then starting a circular rhythm.

Lina was placidly watching Jason work her, starting to enjoy it, when she suddenly caught herself and remembered her husband and who she was. She had to get control of her heart again, but, the feelings just were too much now. She tried to think of her faith, but she wanted more, wanted to kiss Jason and touch his fair hair, to see and feel his body over her, around her, inside her. She was betraying her husband, her family, her religion, but the feeling was so strong. How could she get herself back, what powerful verse of scripture could she think of to keep from falling completely… Suddenly these thoughts were swept aside when an unexpected wave of orgasm shook her, as she doubled over, Jason rising to hold and steady her, still working her with one hand as she came, gasping and bucking herself into him, her arms falling over his back, squeezing him.

“Oh! ahhh… oh…”

As her orgasm past its peak, Jason slid his thumb deep inside her vagina again, savoring her contractions.

Jason helped Lina into a sitting position against the wall. He slid his thumb out and wiped his hand on her thigh as she sat with dark, heavy lidded, doe-like eyes, dazed. He knew he had to keep things moving or she might break down again.

Jason brushed some of Lina’s disheveled black hair from her face, drawing her dark amber eyes toward his. She had such full lips. She didn’t resist as he kissed her for the first time, and soon she found her own mouth joining his in the play, her confused emotions turning into a simple, deep hunger for his kiss, as she sucked on his lips, her own arms wrapping themselves around him. Lina knew he was going to take her completely, and she wanted it, she needed to be filled inside so much it ached for him. She wasn’t alarmed as he guided her onto her back, scooting herself away from the wall to make room for what she knew was going to happen.

After positioning Lina, Jason stood up and undressed. Lina watched him with glazed curiosity, in a sort of trance. She looked over his pale, muscular torso as he loosened and dropped his shirt, his jeans. His tattoos and athletic body reminded her of the Hollywood heroes she grew up fantasizing about as a young woman in small town in Egypt. She never dreamed she’d really be with a man like this. She let her eyes be drawn by his erection inside his underwear, large wet spots on the blue where his precum had soaked in. He was throbbing. Lina was lost in her eyes up until Jason took off his underwear, exposing his large, hairy, uncircumcised penis, bobbing triumphantly in the air before her. She had never seen a hairy penis, much less an uncircumcised one, or one of such size. And on such a tall man. Naked, powerful, at just over six feet, Jason almost looked like a different species of creature from her short and out-of-shape Arab husband. What was this going to be like? Fear started to temper her desire.

Jason joined Lina on the carpet, hovering over her. She could feel his strange penis probing and dragging across her thigh, then finally pressing against her pubic mound as he started kissing her mouth, deeper now. Jason slid down a little and pressed his cock against Lina’s outer parts as he sucked her lips, and she couldn’t stifle another sigh. She now lost herself totally, returning his kiss, losing all fear as animal need returned, enflamed by the feeling of Jason’s penis rubbing over her. She moved her frantic kisses down to his neck. The sound of him moaning in pleasure set her on fire. It felt so much better in some way for her to be a participant now. Now she was not the only one under a spell. Jason kissed her earlobe, her neck, as Lina wrapped one leg around him, pulling him closer. Her pussy felt so hot and empty, the ache was making her insane, and she needed Jason’s cock and nothing else to fill it.

“Jason, go inside me.”

“What? You want me to fuck you?”

“Jason, go in me. I need you.”

“You want me to fuck you, Lina?”

“Yes, go in me. Fuck me.”

Lina wrapped her other leg around Jason, trying to pull him into her, her honey colored limbs contrasting with his paler tone, his large muscular frame looming over her smaller, softer body. She was becoming a wild creature so different from the shy Muslim wife she had been just an hour or so ago. And it was true. She never admitted it, but Lina had been sexually attracted to Jason very severely from her first contact with him, answering his “Hi,” as he was mowing his lawn shirtless that summer. This memory flashed before her as she felt him finally push himself into her, stretching her, filling her, his weight pressing on her. Both of them gripped each other tight at this, letting out a mutual sigh. Jason pushed up a bit and looked into Lina’s eyes, and that look: slightly parted lips, a dazzle in her dark Arab eyes, the tension in her muscles… he knew he had her now. He stayed still for a moment, feeling her warmth and moisture around him, and she feeling his throbbing strength stretching and filling her most private place, the place forbidden to all but her husband, as she ran a hand through Jason’s strange, fair hair, those pale blue eyes, the frightening tattoos all over his strong arms so foreign, fueling her need.

Another long kiss, then Jason gripped her shoulders and began thrusting and grinding her pelvis into the floor. Lina, for her part, at first laid still, just feeling everything, amazed at what was happening to her. She couldn’t stop looking at him, his blue eyes, his muscles, his skin. As Jason fucked her she started to feel more, and started rolling her own hips a little to increase her pleasure. She tightened herself around him, pressed a hand on the wall to help brace her body for him, and they were soon fucking like two desperate young lovers rather than the two barely acquainted, middle-aged neighbors of different cultures and beliefs they were. She had never felt so wet, a slick sound accompanying Jason’s work on her. Lina felt Jason’s pubic hair against her. It felt good scouring her clit and spreading her juices over it, a stimulation she’d never felt with her smooth-shaven husband. Lina ran her free hand down Jason’s back to his buttocks, rubbing and holding him into her hips, as she began to relax more and enjoy more what they were doing, letting wave after wave of sexual pleasure wash over her.

Jason felt how much Lina was enjoying and he kept his motions strong, steady and consistent. Soon he could tell she was getting close to orgasm again. Lina’s movements and breathing became more irregular, more intense, her hand kneading the flesh of his buttocks more desperately. Soon she raised her head from the floor, clutching him with both arms and legs, as her breaths came short and hard. Her exotic eyes rolled back in her head, her mouth hung open, she was in another world and had become another being. Seeing this seemingly unreachable object of desire, his neighbor’s devout middle-aged Muslim wife, starting to cum under his machine-like fucking became too much. Jason had held out well, but suddenly felt himself shooting into Lina. He came much more that he had ever recalled, almost blacking out from the intensity. Lina hit her highest peak as she felt Jason’s cum flooding her, bucking her hips as she came, almost rolling them both sideways before it had passed and they settled into each other’s limbs, Lina’s satisfied vagina throbbing contentedly around Jason’s softening penis.

The two embraced each other tightly like that for some time. Jason’s cum was such that it had already run out of Lina, she felt it starting to cool as it pooled under her buttocks, sticky. Jason felt something that surprised and frankly frightened him, something he never expected: A wave of extreme tenderness in his feelings toward Lina. Lina was too thoroughly conflicted to feel anything particular other than massive and total sexual release, a release that felt it had been a lifetime in the making. Jason finally made the first move, sliding out of her. He grabbed his underwear and wiped himself off. Lina stared at the ceiling as Jason wiped away the wetness and cum from around her pussy.

They shared a glance and Lina looked away, rolling to one side.

“What I did?” she said.

“Don’t worry.”

Lina inhaled sharply and shook. She was starting to cry.

Jason watched for a moment, but soon Lina was sobbing again. Jason had no idea what to do. He couldn’t stand to see her like that, despite that fact the he was the direct cause of her weeping. He scooted next to her and sat her up, embracing her as they both sat naked against the wall.

“Don’t worry Lina. Don’t worry. It’s all over.” He held her tightly as he smoothed her wild, raven hair. She leaned into his shoulder and hugged him back, her tears running down the tattoos on his muscular arms. Jason had been obsessed with Lina, seeing her as a sort of forbidden fruit, maybe even as a sort of Crusader’s conquest. But now, after he had actually fucked her, he saw nothing but an innocent, crying woman, one who he had manipulated severely. He was, surprisingly even to himself, suddenly horrified at the idea that he may have destroyed such a beautiful and innocent woman.

“Lina, listen. I didn’t want to hurt you. I just went crazy for you and this was the only way I could think of to be with you. I didn’t think it would go so far. I fell for you, you fascinated me completely, and I couldn’t control myself. But I will to do anything I can to make everything better for you, okay? You tell me anything you want, now or any time, I promise I’ll do whatever I can for you.”

Lina just kept crying for a while, and only calmed gradually and slowly. Jason held her, stroking her hair the whole time. She finally spoke.

“Jason?”

“Yeah?”

“You know something, I think you were right. I did feel something for you, a lot. I didn’t know if you will see the photos, but, I thought maybe you will see them. I didn’t think it in my mind, but, I felt there was some chance or something. Maybe I did want you to see me a little, but at the same time no, because I knew it was so bad.”

“So you liked the idea that there was a chance I’d see them?”

“Yeah, I think like that.”

“It made you feel sexy or something?”

Lina actually laughed.

“Yeah. I didn’t want something like this to happened, but I was… I was feeling it, dreaming, and going crazy too.”

“I was going crazy from the first time I saw you.”

“Really?” Lina leaned up and away a little so she could look Jason in the eyes.

“Yeah. You were so beautiful and exotic to me. You had cute feet and a beautiful face, those eyes…”

Lina laughed again. “My feet?”

“Well, there wasn’t much else I could see. I never thought a woman would drive me crazy by showing so little, but you did. You have those pants that show a little ankle, when you wore those with your gold sandals, oh my god.”

“You know all that’s in my closet.”

“Well, I actually love how you dress, I think it’s cool and stylish. It’s different and fun.”

“I noticed you looking a lot. I never thought an American guy would look at me like that, you were so naughty.”

Jason could hardly believe they were just chit chatting like this, almost flirtatiously, after all that just happened. He felt that Lina must have been lonely for a long time, and must have had long-unmet social as well as sexual needs.

“When did you start to feel something?” He asked.

“Also from early days. I kept thinking of you and thinking of you, and I liked that you look at me like that. You know you are handsome, like the guys in movies or something so…”

“So you started to dream about something like this?”

“Maybe, yeah, that’s how it start. So we both did something crazy and stupid, Jason.”

“What happens now?”

Lina frowned and was quite for a while.

“Jason, this was very wrong, and you did something wrong. I had a part I did, okay, you are right I felt something. But you have to see what you did was so bad, you can’t play with a Muslim woman like this. I have a family, my religion. This is a big, big, big sin for me. You can’t ever play with me again. Even if we are wanting this. We can get in a big trouble, it can really hurt me.”

“Yeah, I understand that. I really didn’t plan on this happening like that.” It was sort of a lie, but seemed like a good thing to say.

“We are neighbors, we are gonna see each other and see my family. You have to act right and be so careful.”

“Don’t worry. My feelings aren’t just sexual for you Lina. I wanted to see your body and have sex with you. Obviously. You are the most beautiful and attractive woman I’ve ever seen. But really, I wanted to just know you in any way I could, because you interested me completely and totally. I feel something deep between us I can’t explain. It might not seem that way, but I do care about you and I want to do what’s right for you. No matter what it is. So if you want to talk, I’ll talk. If you want me to leave you alone, I’ll do it. You lead me, I’ll listen to you.”

“Okay. Thanks. I wanted to know you too, too much, and it was amazing feeling, but no one can know what we did and you have to delete any pics or things you kept from me.”

“Of course. ”

“Jason, don’t lie.”

“Lina, you probably won’t believe this, but I do care about you and your life. I will never let anything bad happen to you.”

“Okay.” She was silent and sullen a moment.

“Jason, I have to go wash.”

Jason gave her a pat on the thigh and stood up. He noticed Lina’s eyes running over his body as he started to pull his pants on. He passed Lina a few tissues and used a couple to wipe up the mess from under her as she stood up. She took the tissues from him, put them in a little trash bin, and sat back down on the sofa next to her hijab. She was still naked, sitting with her limbs spread languidly, not bothering to hide anything, as she watched Jason getting dressed, stuffing his boxers into his back pocket.

“Okay, I’m gonna go. You need anything?”

“No.”

“Are you okay?”

“I think so.”

“Look, you might have my number, but just in case I left my card in the bag of USBs. If you ever need anything, need to talk, or you need any help, you can always call me. If your family has any problem, I will help your family also. You want space I’ll give you space. You never want to talk to me again, I will miss you for the rest of my life but I understand. I care about you.”

“Okay.”

Lina wanted to also tell him she’d miss him, but it seemed insane and stupid, so she just sat quietly. Jason left. She immediately decided to treat everything like it was just a dream. Just like one of her fantasies. She hoped, like a dream, it would slowly just fade away, leaving no trace.

She put clothes in the laundry and took a long shower. She seemed alright for a while, busy with some housework, but when she said her evening prayers, the tears came in another flood. She was begging for forgiveness late into the night. She hated herself at times that night with an awesome bitterness, but then took comfort in the promise of forgiveness. As she focused on the idea of forgiveness and prostated on her prayer carpet, waves of light gradually overcame and washed away the despair and self-hatred that had threatened to break her mind.

In her morning prayers she was calmer, and resolved to renew her faith and her marriage, and to drown out any distracting memories or thoughts through this good work. Zaki would be home soon, and their two kids. But Jason was still there. Just a few steps, or a single text, away, in the house next door. He was still their neighbor and Zaki’s friend. Totally avoiding Jason would be impossible without arousing Zaki’s suspicion. Lina would have a great struggle ahead of her. But, at least at that moment, with no traffic outside but the early-rising birds and the dawn slowly drowning the last stars in blue, the light of her prayers still glowing within her, she felt she could get past everything that had happened.

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