We stepped out from the backdoor. It was now quite dark. It would be a full moon night, but the moon wasn’t out yet. As in any village hut, the latrine was a few yards away from the house. It was just a commode surrounded by four walls, and open to the sky. Narges lit the torch and led the way, my hands clasped in hers.
“Here,” She opened the door and pointed at the toilet. “Sarun, there is no light here, so I will have to stand here with the torch, with the door open. You don’t mind peeing from your wee wee in front of old me, do you?” She grinned.
“Of course not, Narges.” I gave her a sudden hug, surprising her. Unable to control myself, I started to kiss her cheeks and paw at her breasts.
“Now, now, darling, control yourself.” Narges laughed. “Such a behavior would have definitely NOT gotten you a blowjob in the old days.”
“Oh, I love you, you sexy bitch, you!” I gushed out. “I love the old days …”
“Oh my, calling me a bitch!” Narges raised her eyebrows, before bursting out laughing. “Clearly you need some control, darling!”
She pointed at the commode, and then commanded in a stern voice, “Sarun, pee!”
I walked into to the toilet and got out off my shorts. Narges moved the torch and shone a beam of my light on my penis, giggling. Holding my soldier in my hand, I aimed and started to pee. The urine came out in a long spurt, splashing against the hole on the ground. Narges smiled as she saw what she had seen many a time before — me standing in front of her, naked, and peeing while she watched. When I was done, Narges showed me where the water was so I cleaned myself, and rubbed my hands on a rag that was hanging. I then put on my shorts again.
Narges suddenly shut off the torch. Immediately it was very, very dark. I felt her press against me, pushing me against the wall. Her breasts were on either side on my face as she crushed me hard. Her hands rubbed against my bulge, going inside my shorts and caressing my manhood. She grabbed my balls and gave me a quick squeeze, making me draw my breath. And then she stepped back.
Smack!
She had slapped me!
It was just like old times. Smack! And then another Smack! I could feel my cheeks stinging, and I blushed deeply in the dark. Smack! Smack!
And just as suddenly, she stepped back and switched on the torch again.
“Come, lover boy, we are getting late for dinner.”
A few minutes later we sat down again on the floor, on top of some mats, for dinner. It was evident that there was not much food in the house. I noticed Fateh was “setting the table”, placing the dishes on the ground on the mats and bringing out the spoons. Dinner was lentils, some bread and vegetables. For me, Narges made some kebabs, the only meat on the menu.
“The kebabs are for you, Sarun.” She announced. I noticed Fateh made no move for the meat. “I know you like these.”
“Oh thank you, Narges.” I grabbed a couple of the kebabs. “Fateh, why don’t you have some as well?”
I noticed Fateh glance at Narges, who shook her head.
“No, sahib, they are for you.” He smiled nervously and lied, “I don’t eat meat at night.”