One year later

My wife Courtney and I have been married for about 15 years we have two brown daughters. Courtney is 27 years old; she is a belly dancer for about 8 years. She goes once a week, during term time and has performed a few times at international events. Courtney is about 5' 5" tall, she is a curvaceous size 14 with a 36C Breasts, and she has nice broad hips and a beautiful full, rounded belly. She had been looking for a new dance costume for a good number of months but had not managed to locate one.

We were out looking around a town that we don't visit very often when we came across a sign pointing down a dark narrow alleyway advertising an oriental goods shop. Courtney walked down the alley which twisted and turned I followed her along until we reached a small old wooden door set back into an old stone building, Above the door was a sign "Hassan's Souk" Courtney pushed the door and ducking to go through the low doorway went inside the small dark shop.

The heady aromas of exotic foods and spices filled my nose as I followed Courtney through the doorway. The inside of the shop was quite dark and it took a short time for my eyes to adjust, as I looked around I spotted an old man who appeared to be in his late 60s sitting behind a counter towards the rear of the shop. The old man was wearing a traditional white Galabia and a knitted cap, and he had a long grey beard.

The old man stood up as Courtney entered the shop he walked around to our side of the counter as he did he said "Welcome. Welcome to my shop, beautiful lady" He bowed and took her in his arms and kissed her first on one cheek then on the other. He didn't look at me he didn't even acknowledge that I was in the shop she had his complete attention.

Courtney was blushing