The Engagement- ahmed & rima

Finally, the night had arrived and of all the things that could go wrong, she is late!!! Swearing Ahmed ran his fingers through his hair and for the hundredth time looked at his watch, 11:30pm. Sweet Anger walked into the kitchen, saw Ahmed check his watch again and placed the glasses next to the sink.
Sweet Anger: Time won't move faster if you keep looking at your watch you know.
He turned to look at her, she was wearing a strapless pale gold dress, delicately embroidered with a deeper colored gold, the hem just above her knees, with high heeled sandals of the same color. Her hair pulled back slightly with soft curls falling over her back and shoulders, her eyes accented by hints of brown and gold, her lips a simple bronzed gloss

Sweet: So Ahmed, any idea where your fiancé is?
Ahmed: I have no idea Ash, she should have been here hours ago. I don't know whats taking her so long.
Fo0f walks in, wearing a slinky long black backless dress.
Fo0f: Are we relocating the party to the kitchen now??
Sweet: The hubby to be is worried…
Fo0f: Did you call her?
Ahmed: Its dead, I cant get through.
Stepping in front of Ahmed, Fo0f straightened his tie,
Fo0f: Stop worrying, it’s a special night, she'll be here when she's ready.
Patting the tie in place Fo0f and Sweet walk out the kitchen, leaving Ahmed alone.
Sweet: He needs to chill.
Fo0f: Its just nerves.
Sweet: Is everyone here.
Fo0f: I think so, Princess freaked out because she thought she saw a mouse.
Sweet: Well? Was it?
Fo0f: Hmm? Oh we didn’t look.
Sweet: Nice.
The door bell rang.
Sweet: I thought you said everyone was here.
Fo0f: Could be Rima.
They walked towards the front door, only to stop as three people came in, Bored, Insane and Farah…

The party was pretty much a success, if you don’t include the fact that hostess hadn’t arrived yet. The princess came especially for this party from Kuwait. She wore a simple emerald dress, the allure lay in the silky fabric of her floor length dress and in its bold color. Her light make up, gave her features the task of showing their beauty, no embellishment was added other than her smoky eye make up, her hair was left to its own desire, cascading in a shimmering brown mass down her back. Mystique, Taqwa and Foof we're chatting on a sofa on the far side of the room, while Sweet Anger and Princess were discussing something near the windows overlooking the pool. Ahmed was talking to Bored and Insanity before moving in the direction of the kitchen, Farah, having been in the bathroom fixing her hair, saw Ahmed as he entered the kitchen. Smiling to herself Farah decided to make things slightly interesting and followed Ahmed to the kitchen.


Ahmed, who was busy filling a bucket full of ice, didn’t hear Farah as she entered the kitchen, she closed the door and walked up behind him.
Farah: need any help?
He turned to look at Farah as she lifted herself onto the kitchen counter, he leaned against the fridge in front of Farah. She was wearing a corset styled white dress that offered and inticing view of her legs.
Farah: So where's the blushing bride?
Ahmed: Your guess is as good as mine
He stood straight and was about to move, before Farah blocked his path by lifted her leg, pressing it against the fridge.
Farah: Shouldn’t I be congratulating you?
Without a second thought she tugged on his tie bringing him closer to her, seeing as the bucket was between them she took it and placed it behind her on the counter. Tugging on his tie a little more she pulled him till she had his lips pressed against hers, Farah tilted slightly to one side opened her mouth and just as Ahmed put his hands on her shoulder to push her away in walked Rima, Mystique and Taq. Rima stood shocked, then regaining her senses turned on the spot and walked right out, Mystique and Taq simply stood gaping at Ahmed. Mystique, who was wearing a black mid length dress, that fitted tightly around her chest and waist and then fell loosly around her legs, accented by a simple ribbon around her waist, walked up to Ahmed, looked at him, then slapped him. Then her gaze setteled on Farah who was simply sitting in on the counter swinging her legs enjoying the show.

It took Ahmed a moment to snap out of the daze, she slapped me! that thought reverberated through his mind as he stalked after Rima. Rima, who was trying to rememeber where the hell the door was, chose the nearest door and headed out leading her to the back-garden and pool. The thoughts in her head kept fighting each other, How could he?! On our engagement party too?! Was he mad?! I should kill him!! No I should walk out and he'd never see me again!! Yes the guilt would kill him… oh but her fists wanted to pound on him.
He caught up with her by the swimming pool as she was standing muttering to herself…

Ahmed: Rima, don’t jump to conclusions let me explain
Rima: Do you think I'm blind, I saw what I saw, what?! Did you slip and fall on her lips?! Oh I know it was a friendly kiss…
Ahmed: I didn’t kiss her, she kissed me!!
Rima: Oh so now I'm a fool as well as blind, you had your arms around her.
Ahmed: I was pushing her away…
Rima: How could you?! How can you do this??
She walked to him precariously close to the swimming pool and started poking his chest, she was being torn by anger and hurt and she wasn’t leaving him unscathed.
Rima: You decide to play around on the day we get engaged, in front of EVERYONE!

Inside the house everyone was gathered near the windows watching the scene…
Sweet: Saudi drama!! Ugh
Bored: I don’t see you moving away from the windows.
Sweet: Hey I was here first, they just happen to be in the way of my view.
Foof: Someone should do something.
Taqwa: Enough has been done already.
Sweet: Talking of which, where are Farah and Mystique?
At that moment they heard screams coming from down the hall. Sweet laughed, while Princess looked at Foof, both of them trying to hide their smiles.
Bored: Cool catfight, someone hand me a camera.
Sweet stepped on his foot, twisted her high heels bruising his unfortunate toes.
Sweet: Oh sorry luv… I could have sworn I saw a bug. Someone should make sure no permanent damage is being done to those girls.
No one moved.

Ahmed: Your just being stubborn, you think I'd be stupid enough to lose you, everything we have and what we could have over a silly kiss that I didn’t want or ask for?!
Rima: Don’t even think to turn it on me. I loved you, I was going to spend the rest of my life with you.
Ahmed: Don’t start talking in the past, we still love each other, we're still getting married
Rima: I expect fidelity from you…
Ahmed: You have it!! Get it in your head. I'm yours I don’t want anyone else!!
She was quiet for a few seconds, doubts started to enter her mind, could he be telling the truth??
Rima: I saw what I saw Ahmed
He cut her off and scooped her up in his arms…
Ahmed: You know what Rima, cool off!!
And with that he threw her in the pool…


Back in the room, silence too over before it was destroyed by a few people laughing and a few gasping in shock.
Bored: That man is dead.
Sweet: Pretty much
Foof: You know whats really annoying… She spent hours on her hair and makeup.
Another burst of laughter filled the room…


After a few minutes, of trying to calm down, Ahmed walked into the bedroom.
Ahmed: Are you done yet?
Rima poked her head out from the bathroom her hair wet and when she spotted Ahmed he could have sworn he heard her growl
Rima: Get out! You son of a bitch I don’t want to see you.
Ahmed: I already told you, I didn’t kiss her, she kissed me.
Rima: Like you didn’t enjoy it!?
Ahmed: actually I was too shocked to enjoy it.
That earned him a wet towel thrown at his face.
Rima: and then you throw me in the pool! Are you out of your mind?
She walked up to him poked his chest and ranted forgetting that she only had a towel on.
Ahmed: Rima…
Rima: No forget it.
Ahmed: Rima…
Rima: This whole thing is off.
Ahmed: Fine.
And with that he picked her up and dumped her onto the bed.
Rima: Ahmed what the hell do you think your doing?
He took off his suit jacket, then the tie unbuttoned the first two of his shirt, he was taking off his shoes and socks while he was talking…
Ahmed: Since you want to break things off, might as well give you a reason not to. I do believe that actions speak louder then words to you.
Rima: Are you out of your mind?
She got up from the bed and was walking away towards the bathroom when he grabbed the edge of her towel and whipped it off. Reflexively Rima screamed in shock and tried to cover herself with her arms, but was helpless when Ahmed pulled her to him, digging his fingers in her hair and kissing her. She pushed him, tried to kick him but eventually stopped when she admitted to herself that she didn’t want him to stop. Her hands gripped the front of his shirt, and felt him loosen his grip on her hair, then felt his hand go slowly from the base of her neck to the over the curve of her spin. She felt as if his hands were burning her skin delightfully, leaving a trail of heat as it cruised further down till he cupped her ass. Her moan was smothered by his lips as kissed her long, hard and wet, till her mind went blank and only sensations ruled. She didn’t know how she got onto the bed again, but she was grateful she knew her knees would have buckled if she stood up a few moments more.
Rima: We should stop
Ahmed: Not going to happen.
Rima: I don’t want this.
Ahmed: Yes you do.
Which he proved when he heard her sigh his name in pleasure. His shirt joined his suit and tie as did his trousers. He trailed kisses over her body, touching her, and knew he desperately wanted to fill her. He kissed her mouth, before he joined himself to her, and heard her gasp in shock, in pleasure. He buried his face in her luxurious hair as he moved, his hands kept moving over her touching her, his finger tips touched, prodded, coaxed responses from her. He felt her getting closer to fulfillment, trailed kisses down her throat along her jaw before he bit her shoulder and lost himself in her.


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Sweet anger
Princess

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