Date: Sun, 11 Oct 2015 13:00:45 -0400
From: Jay Stick <joystick56@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Customer/Dexter's Saga Chapter #34

The Customer/Dexter's Saga
Chapter #34

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"Mmmmmm that's 100 proof," he smiles and says, "I think it's going to take
Ronia many years to learn to savor you like I just did. Do you think you
can even teach her?"

"I'm sure I can and it might be fun, but, as long as I have you - I won't
need to do that..."

Chapter #34

"Now, now, Jess, you know that as a good Muslim husband it will be your
duty to teach and train her in the ways of the marriage bed." Yethro chided
him. "I don't want to hear that Ronnie is deprived of your superior love
making abilities. It would be an insult to our family it she were to be
unable to produce children because of some deficiency of yours. You have a
duty to me, as your father and to Allah, the Father of all of us. I fully
expect you to "knock her up" within as short a time as possible and to keep
her 'knocked up' for as long as she is able to produce sons. I don't want
to hear anything about over population. I want many grandchildren."

"Hey, I will do my duty. You can bet on it." Jess replied. He did not want
to hurt the Judge's feeling by bringing up the fact that Yethro was himself
childless by natural means.

"MMMmm you almost sound as if you are looking forward to this. Perhaps we
better get you into the saddle as soon as possible! What do you think of
having the President perform the ceremony when he comes this week? You know
he can do it and it would be legal. I'm sure he will be only too happy to
do it for the two of you," Yethro chided him.

Jesse laughed and said. "We will just have to wait on that! I really don't
think the President would perform a marriage where the bride is underage,
even though both our families were to give their consent. The newspapers
would have a field day with that. Besides, don't you think we should get
the Imam to do it. He has been working so hard on my education. I think it
would be an insult to him if I were to allow anyone else to officiate, even
if it were the President of the United States. Besides, can a Moslem be
married by a Christian?"

"Then you have decided to convert?" Yethro, grabbing Jesse and hugging him
asked.

"Convert - there is no such thing as conversion - the Imam teaches that
each of us is born Moslem. At birth we may not know this. We wander around
looking for the right path to the truth. It just takes a while longer for
some of us to realize the truth." Jesse smiled.

Yethro again grabbed Jesse and held him close and kissed him. "My son, you
are truly my son. I know that now and nothing will ever change it. Even if
you never convert, you are more of a Moslem than most of these Islamic
clowns we have spouting out crap. I must think of some way to reward the
Imam for the way he has made you see the way."

"If there is anyone to thank it is you, Abba. You are really that, my
father, just as if you had really sired me." Jesse said in Arabic.

Yethro was shocked and smiled as he said, "Your Arabic is really
improving. I will have to watch what I am saying," he replied automatically
in Arabic.

Switching to English, "Not really," Jesse lied. "I have been practicing
that sentence for weeks now and waiting for an opportunity to use it. How
is my accent?"

"A bit too Syrian, but that's most understandable as the Imam is Syrian and
so is Rashid and his family. I should have expected that. It will not take
long for you to shift to the right accent."

"I doubt if I will ever get it. I have no ability to understand when
someone speaks to me even if they speak slowly. I may understand one in ten
words and by the time my brain translates that, the conversation has
changed." Jesse lied. (Arabic was his second, if not his first language,
having been brought up in Saudi Arabia by Arab servants of his mother and
father.)

"You still have trouble understanding because you have not been forced to
hear and speak it. What you need is to be dumped among people who do not
know English. Then you will learn. Anyway you know enough to read Koran and
that is all you will need. While I don't approve of it, there are many who
read the Koran and pray in Arabic everyday and still cannot understand a
word of what they are reading or praying. After the Governors' conference,
I think it might be a good idea if I were to send you on a tour of the
Middle East as an ambassador of good will from our state. Perhaps you could
work out some new trade relations."

"I would love to go, but I don't think it would be a good idea right
now. Perhaps after Ronnie and I are married we will go for a honeymoon trip
or perhaps go on a pilgrimage of the holy places." Jesse answered.

"That would be wonderful! I am going to have a son that has made a hajj,"
he yawned. "Now let's get some sleep as we have a busy day ahead of us."

The rest of the week was busy as final arrangements were made for the
conference and the President's visit.

The opening day went off with a minimum of problems. There were mix-ups
over accommodations and seating, but nothing really troubling and most were
quickly resolved. Jesse's staff handled most of the problems. The opening
dinner found Yethro and Jesse in the receiving line welcoming the
guests. Standing along side of him was Ronia, dressed in a new outfit that
Jesse had made for her by one of the foremost couturiers in the country.
Since Rashid and his mother were not on the receiving line, but were
already seated, she was ill at ease. Jesse held her hand and she did a good
job covering up her fear with surprising ease - until she almost lost it
when the President and his wife arrived.

Jesse saw her almost swoon and quickly put one arm around her waist and
this helped her to regain her composure. "Mr. President and Madam, may I
present, Ms. Ronia Suleshah, my fiancˇe, to you."

"A pleasure to meet you Ms. Suleshah," he said as he extended his hand and
shook hers.  "Jesse you did not mention that you were engaged when we met
in Washington. Congratulations, you are to be envied. She is most
charming."

"Thank you, Mr. President. . I did not mention it since it only happened a
few days ago and to tell the truth our families, and now you, are among the
first to know. This is our first time in public as a couple and she is not
used to all this lime light yet!"

"How wonderful for the both of you. You make a very charming couple and
your families must be very happy. My wife and I look forward to the day
when our girls will find their husbands and we wish you a happy life
together."

"Thank you, sir, " Jesse said.

The rest of the evening went off without a hitch and so did the conference.

After the dinner was over Jesse accompanied Ronia home in a limo.  Rashid
had to take his mother home earlier because the excitement and seeing her
grandchild sitting next to the First Lady and talking to her was too
much. After dinner she had asked Rashid to drive her home leaving Jesse to
arrange to take Ronia home.  It was just the two of them in the back of the
car. "Oh!" she cried when they were alone at last. "What a night! You! The
Governor! The President and his wife-all those important people! I don't
know if I've ever been so scared in my life. It was wonderful and
exciting. I never have seen such a fancy affair. I hope I did not embarrass
you too much. Poor Grandma, I hope she is O.K."

"I'm sure she is! Otherwise Rashid would have paged me. I did phone him and
he said she is fine and resting in bed. As for you, you were magnificent!
You were perfect and you better get used to all this as this is only the
beginning. I think the First Lady was a bit taken aback by your beauty. But
then that's her problem. My only problem with you was that I could not keep
my hands off of you!" Jesse said as he pulled her to him and kissed her
lips and held her tight in his grasp. At first she resisted a bit but then
she opened her mouth and accepted his tongue and then she felt his fingers
on the back of her head, pulling her face in for an even deeper kiss. Then,
releasing her a bit, he whispered in her ear, "I've been wanting to do that
all evening. You taste as good as you look Ronnie." His hands were all over
her as she squirmed around in his grasp.

"Stop Jesse, you'll ruin my dress."

"I would love to rip it off that hot body of yours and run my mouth all
over you. Relax and don't fight - I'll be gentle and I won't hurt you. You
do belong to me legally now. Are you not my wife according to Sharia law?"

She kissed him harder and then she said, "You are right, but not in the
back seat of some limo. What will the driver think?"

"The driver is paid to drive the car, not spy on the people in the back
seat," he said as he pushed her down on the seat and forced his fingers
between her legs ripping aside her panties and forced his finger up her
"twat", where he felt the thin hymen and stopped. "By Allah, you are a
virgin a real honest to goodness real virgin!" Then he released her and sat
back and said, "Please forgive me. I just could not control myself. I just
could not believe that you are a virgin and had to prove it to myself. I
did not want my father to find out the day after our wedding that he had
been cheated."

She sat back and strengthened herself out. "Of cause I am. If you were not
sure, you could have asked that I be examined by a doctor."

Blushing and ashamed Jesse replied, "I'm sorry Ronnie, you're right, I was
wrong. I apologize and if you will forgive me, I promise never to touch you
again until we are married."

"I accept your apology... I hope you're not going to think badly of me -
but Jesse I sort of liked it," she blushed and giggled. "Does that make me
a bad girl?"

"No, my dear," he said as he again kissed her lips. "But from now on I will
just have to behave better. Perhaps Rashid is right and we should always
have a chaperone when we go out."

"No, Rashid was wrong and I would not like that. Tonight I learned
something about you and I like what it was. You really care for me and my
honor and that of my family. I could have let you take me right here in the
car. In fact I even wanted you to. Like you said, we are really married and
I would not have been dishonored. You would have been exercising your
rights as my owner, but you chose to be my husband and not my master. I
know our men think all women are their slaves and treat them as such. When
Rashid told me that you were interested in me, I almost fainted with
delight. Not that I knew you or ever saw you, but the fact that I was going
to marry an American and not be sold to some older Arab man to be his
property was something that I always dreamed about.  I won't lie to you!
It's true, I was happy to see that you were young, rich and handsome, but
even more happy to feel that you were not looking for a sex slave."

"I wouldn't mind you being my sex slave, but I know we will be happier if
we treat each other as equals from now on," he said, again kissing her
deeply as the limo came to a halt in front of her house. "We are
home. There is a mirror in the glove compartment, you look fine to me, but
we better check ourselves out before we go in."

"I wish we could stay out here and just talk so that I can learn more about
you, but Rashid would be furious if the neighbors were to report that we
did not come right in. He would kill you for dishonoring me, to say nothing
about what he would do to me! Come in for a while - just to say good
night."

"Yes, I will. I hope Rashid is up as I think it's about time that I had a
little talk with Rashid and your grandmother. They both must be told the
truth that you are a young lady, engaged to me and you no longer need their
protection. I am your protector and will look after you now. He won't
bother you again and if he does, just let me know and I will take care of
him."

They entered the house and Rashid was waiting for them. He was seething
with rage. "Well it's about time my whore niece came home. Go to your room,
I will take care of you later!" he shouted as he grabbed her hand and
started to pull her away from Jesse.

Jesse walked up to him and slapped him in the face so hard that he released
Ronnie and drew back. "No one, not even you, calls my fiancˇ a
whore. And just so we are crystal clear on this, if you ever so much as
touch or speak to her again like that, I will make sure you will wish you
had never been born," he balled up his fist and shook it under his
nose. "Do I make myself clear? Do I make myself perfectly clear?" He
shouted.

Pulling back Rashid turned white with fear. "I was only protecting my
family's honor," he stammered.

"You can forget about this family honor crap! There is no longer any need
for you to do that. Neither she nor her honor is yours to protect
anymore. You sold her to me and while we have not consummated the marriage,
her honor is mine to protect - not yours! And I intend to fully protect
her. She is pure now and will remain that way until we, her and I, decide
to consummate the marriage. It is our decision to make. Not yours or anyone
else's. Is that understood?"

"Yes it is!" he said sheepishly.

"Good! Now that that's settled, Ronnie come here, please," Jesse requested
and when she did, he took her in his arms and kissed her deeply right in
front of her red faced uncle. "I hope, aside from this foolishness, that
you had a good time tonight and I just wanted you to know that my father,
the President, his wife and a great many people came over to me and
complimented me on my wonderful good fortune in having such a charming
woman and that they hoped to see more of you. In fact the President and his
wife invited the two of us to visit them in the near future. Now go to
sleep and remember that it is I and not Rashid that you answer to from now
on. Is that understood?"

"Yes," she said.

"Good," he said and kissed her once again. Now off to bed with you." Then
turning to Rashid he said, "Please, come outside, I have something else to
say to you."

When they were outside and a little away from the house, Jesse put his arm
around Rashid and hugged him. "Please forgive me for smacking you, I hope I
did not hurt you too much, but I just want you to know that nothing has
changed between you and me. However, I will not permit you to harm that
girl in anyway. If you do and I find out about it, I will kill you with my
own two hands. I will rip off both your balls and feed the bloody mess to
you. My father has paid you a lot of money for her. Don't let me have to
tell him to have you punished. You will not like it!"

"Jesse, I'm sorry I got you so angry. I was just protecting your and your
father's interests and investment. From now on I will keep my mouth shut
and my hands to myself."

"Good. And to show you that nothing has changed between us, will you come
with me to the cabin this coming weekend?"

"Of course I will. I guess I just got a bit jealous seeing the two of you
holding hands and thinking that I was going to lose you."

Jesse grabbed him around and kissed his cheek and whispered in his ear,
"Behave yourself and you will never lose me as long as you keep your hands
off Ronnie. You are to treat her with the respect due my wife and as you
know, I do not like people who hurt those I like. Don't be jealous, as
there is nothing that can replace my feelings for you. I want Ronnie to be
happy so that she can provide me with children. You know that if I am to
fulfill our dreams, I will need a family."

"Again, let me say that it will never happen again. I pledge on the Koran
that I will change my ways and apologize to her. You must remember that for
an Arab this is a very big cultural change," Rashid said. "I'll see you in
class Friday and afterwards we can go to the cabin and spend the weekend
together."

"Good see you then. Be sure to give your mother my best. I have to get back
to the mansion now. Good night. We will talk before the weekend," Jesse
said and got into the limo and drove back to the Governor's mansion and
entered Yethro's bedroom. He undressed and as he got into the bed he felt
him stir beside him.

"Did you get Rania home alright?" Yethro whispered.

"Yes. I had a bit of a to-do with Rashid and had to put him in his place,"
Jesse moaned sleepily.

"What was his problem? I should think he would have been happy the way
things worked out."

"He was pissed off that he had to take his mother home and leave Ronnie and
I un-chaperoned. He called her a whore and I had to slap his face. Anyway I
got him settled down and he agreed to give us some slack."

 "I know it is hard for non-Moslems to understand our dating restrictions,
but you were right to exert your authority in this case because I know the
two of you will be getting more invitations from now on. Some of those
invitations will not include one for a chaperone. Both you and Rania were
the hit of the evening. I was really proud of the both of you. You've done
a wonderful job - everyone said so. There is even talk of running you for
the Senate and then maybe the Governorship after my term is over or I
decide to retire. Someone even said they would like to see you as the party
chairman."

"What only the party chairmanship? I was hoping for the Presidency at
least! Yethro, I'm too tired to think of anything like that now. I'm even
too worn-out to have sex. I need my sleep." Jesse moaned.

"You're getting to be like an old man. You need a vacation. A weekend at
the lake should refresh you. I would love to go with you, but Dan has some
new problems he wants to talk to me about. What you need is a restful
weekend filled with fun. Why not take Phyllis to the cabin and...."

"Are you crazy? Have you lost your mind? That is the most ridiculous idea
you have ever came up with. That's just what we need now. I can see the
headlines now- 'Newly engaged Governor's son spends weekend with another
woman!'. That's all we both need. However, going up to the lake is a good
idea and I could use some company. I think I will go to the cabin this
weekend, but I will take Rashid. It should calm him down a bit. I'll call
him in the morning and try to smooth things out with him. What do you
think?"

"Good idea. If it is one thing we do not need - it is trouble with the
in-laws," he sighed and rolled over on his side and said, "Now go to sleep
and get some rest we still have a few sessions of the conference to
attend."

In the morning, Jesse called Ronia and she told him that Rashid had talked
to both her and her mother and apologized for his behavior. He said that
while he hoped that she would remember and honor her Moslem upbringing; it
was no longer his duty to protect her honor. Her future husband had assured
him that as of now he would take the responsibility.

"I feel like a free woman. Jesse, for the first time in my life, I feel
free!"

"You are a free woman. You always have been and always will be free. Don't
let anyone tell you anything different. I want you as my wife not because
Yethro bought and paid for you. That was just for custom"s sake. I care a
lot for you, too, Ronnie. No matter what happens-remember that!"

The Conference ended on Thursday and by evening most if not all of the
people had left for their home states. Everyone said it was the most
productive week they ever had. Letters of thanks and congratulations came
from everyone including members of both political parties.  And the
President had sent a special invitation to Jesse and Ronia to visit the
White house after they were married. Both The Judge and Jesse had made a
lot of new friends and political connections that could come in handy when
and if Jesse were to decide to run for higher office.

Jesse had packed a few things for the weekend and after class on Friday
both he and Rashid jumped into Jess' car and headed up to the lake. As soon
as they passed through the compound gate Jesse let out a sigh of relief. It
was as if he had shrugged his shoulders and the weight of the world had
fallen off his back. He parked the car and they both ran up the steps to
the front door and were shocked to find that the place was decked with
fresh flowers. "Hey Jess, there is a card addressed to you here," Rashid
said and handed it to Jesse, who opened it and read it aloud, "This is to
thank you for the conference. You, Ronia and her family were
magnificent. Have a wonderful restful weekend. To make sure you do, I had
the mansion chief prepare several dinners for the two of you. You will find
them in the freezer. You earned it!" signed - Abba.

"Now that was real considerate of your father. At least we won't have to
cook."

Jesse opened the door and no sooner had they entered than Jesse got that
devilish look in his eyes and said, "Quick, off with the clothes and follow
me." He striped off his shoes and socks, quickly followed by the rest of
his clothes, then grabbed a few towels and ran naked out the door and down
the pathway leading to the lake. Rashid, laughing followed him leaving a
trail of discarded clothes along the trail all the way to the end of the
pier end. "I'll race you to the Raft," he shouted as the two of them dived
into the cool water. Swimming like madmen they splashed their way to the
raft. Jesse beat Rashid by a few milli-seconds and climbed out of the water
and then extended his hand to help Rashid. Rashid grabbed his hand and
yanked Jesse back into the lake and then got out onto the raft.

"I made it first," Rashid prancing up and down shouted gleefully. "I'm king
of the mountain. Ask me nicely and I'll let you come up here."

Ignoring him, Jesse dove under the raft and came up the other side and was
on the raft before Rashid knew what was happening. He grabbed him around
and forced him down to the raft floor. Laughing, the two wrestled like
little children; then just stopped and looked into each other's eyes. "I
bet you forgot the condoms again." Jesse said as he laid atop Rashid their
nude bodies pressing into each other.

"No I didn't, but they are in my luggage." Rashid moaned.

"FUCK IT, we don't need the damn things anyway. We are family," he laughed
and kissed Rashid's lips. He inserted his tongue into the Arab's mouth and
Rashid sucked on it. Then removing his tongue he licked Rashid's lips, then
his ears and then moved onto his neck and down to his nipples. "You taste
wonderful and I've missed you," he said as he took first the right and then
the left nipple and playfully nibbled on them. He then moved to his armpit
where he licked and kissed his way down to the abs. With his head hovering
over Rashid's hard cock, Jess lowered his mouth to the panicle of the
Arab's cock and licked the hot wet top with the tip of his tongue. As his
mouth went lower and lower taking more and more of the hot rod into his
mouth, keeping his lips tight around the meat and his throat relaxed, he
could feel Rashid twist and thrash around as he moved up and down until the
head entered his throat. Then, for some reason he felt Rashid's fingers on
his shoulders almost forcefully pushing him away.

"No! No! No, Jesse, don't suck me off, at least not yet," he pleaded almost
in tears. "I don't want to come too fast. I have been waiting too long for
this. I'm on a hair trigger. Please, hold me tight and let me feel your
body on top of mine. Let our bodies just absorb each other. Skin to skin. I
want become one with you, to feel your heat. I want your hot rod in me. I
need to cum with you in me, together, both of us at the same time.  The
time for hot passionate sex is not now or here. Today and from now on,
let's make love-not lust! I want to feel that this is real and not dirty."

"Yeah, It feels so nice, just the two of us, here at the lake," he said as
he re-adjusted himself so that they were real comfortable.

"Jess, I love you. There! I've said it! Our teachers say this is wrong, but
it cannot be anything but right! I know that now.  I guess I have since the
first time I saw you in the Mosque and then later when I heard you had
joined the Imam's class I rushed to enter it also. I really did not need
the class. I already know most of what the old guy is teaching, but I had
to be near you. All the other guys were hoping to ensnare this rich,
handsome blond American guy and entice him into dating their sisters but
from the very first, I wanted you for myself. I only realized how much the
other night. I can't tell you how I felt seeing Ronia and you holding hands
at the conference and talking to all those people. I felt cut out. I wanted
to be there beside you holding your hand. You were mine first and I should
never have let you meet her. I saw the look in your eyes when I took you
home and you almost undressed her with your eyes. And later, after the
conference, at my house to see you kissing her ... I acted foolishly out of
pure stupid jealousy."

"Shhhh. You must stop thinking like that. We do what we have to do," he
said as he pushed his body between Rashid's legs gaining access to his man
pussy. Taking his cock in his hand he rubbed the foreskin over the anal
crack and teased his quivering rosebud. The combination of lake water and
pre-cum wetting the crack prepared the tunnel for his entrance. He could
feel the flesh gateway give way as he applied pressure.  "Just remember
that Ronia is only for children, you on the other hand are for paradise."
He said paraphrasing the old Arab saying as he began the journey into the
"garden of Eden".

"Ooh Yeah Jess," he said as he lifted his ass up a bit so Jesse could enter
him easier. Rashid's ass ring circled, caressed and eased his foreskin back
as he popped in. He pushed in, in short strokes, until he was seated and
could feel his balls banging on the Arab's ass.

"Yes, do it babe, do me good! Nice and slow. Long, romantic strokes. Move
it around and make contact with the sides of my love hole. Ream me out
baby. Drive me crazy!"

At first slow, yet forceful, then a little faster, then inserting his hands
under the Arab's ass and raising the Arab's feet onto his shoulders, Jesse
began to pound in and out. He lifted Rashid up and forced his legs even
higher up as he started to power fuck him until Rashid was screaming and
begging him to fuck him even faster and harder. "Pound my Koos (hole)," he
screamed. AND POUND HE DID. Over and over, causing the raft to bounce up
and down in rhythm with Jesse's thrusts and sending little waves out in
circular patterns. His cock hit Rashid's love button over and over, driving
him crazy. Then like fireworks going off they both stopped as the storm of
cummm blasted thru like a tornado ripping through a trailer park.

Then eerie silence descended over the lake. The only sounds heard were the
breeze rustling the leaves in the trees, the waves hitting the raft and an
occasional moan as both men came back down to planet earth.

To be continued...