Doctor Rona And Hot Daddy
Fried Rice

The man who wanted to please his wife went to the kitchen with a flat object tucked in his hand. Before he left the room, the wife's screams paused his steps.

"Remember, you must make your own fried rice. Don't ask Fiona for help! Because I've been puffing out how our maid's cooking tastes." Rona suppressed the laughter by smothering her own mouth. Meanwhile, Edward held up his thumb and disappeared behind the door.

Arriving in the kitchen, Edward ruffled his waist with eyes swirling around looking for what he needed. Fiona who accidentally saw her master was in the kitchen, just went to him.

"Tu-Mister...What is the need in the kitchen, why not call me?" fiona asked unkindly.

"My wife wants cooked fried rice." Edward opened the fridge door and took one egg.

"Fried rice? What kind of food is that, sir?" Fiona scratched her head, her forehead wrinkled.

"Food from Indonesia, my wife wants to make it." Edward stared at the screen of his phone and read the recipe carefully. He was looking for the main ingredient to make fried rice, but unfortunately did not find it.

"In our house there's no nasikah, Fiona?" Edward started to get confused, he massaged the base of his nose.

Fiona shook her head with a puzzled expression. "Tell me you've never eaten rice, sir. But if you want later I can ask Arlo. As far as I know he's Asian and I've seen him eat rice."

"Yes, I'll wait for that. Please whistle, because my wife is starving." Edward lowered his body on the chair waiting for Fiona to return from Arlo's room.

15 Minutes later, Fiona came walking in a row with a rice box in her hand. He looked sad, because his master seemed to be asleep because of fatigue.

"Master... This is the rice, sir." Fiona rubbed Edward's shoulders gently, waking the man from his beautiful dreams.

Erward slowly opened her eyelids, gasping to familiarize her iris with the lighting of the light in the room.

"I'm sorry, I accidentally fell asleep." Edward straightened his body and grabbed the lunch box that was offered by his domestic assistant. "Thank you so much Fiona." Edward hugged the old woman who had taken care of him as a child, Fiona returned Edward's embrace.

"Together, Sir. I help you?" Fiona offered herself. Self grabbing knife to slice onion. However, Edward's hand prevented it.

"You rest Fiona, let me cook it myself." Edward pulls a sharp object from Fiona's hand and starts concocting with potluck spices. Fiona leaves Edward alone fighting with the kitchen utensils, then peeking out from the side of the closet.

Like a master chef, Edward's hands moved very deftly. Fiona had not in vain taught her to process food since her teenage years. And now a plate of fried rice is ready to be served. Edward inhaled the delicious aroma of the food he made, making his stomach tremble with hunger.

Edward tasted his cooking on a small plate. He devoured one spoonful after another with his head nodding. "Hm.. not bad!"

Edward, who realized that he had been in the kitchen too long, quickly arranged the fried rice on a plate. It was then decorated with several slices of tomato and three sheets of lettuce. His smile expanded along with the clattering of steps full of energy, climbing the steps of the stairs towards his room.

Edward massaged his chest. He put down the fried rice he had worked so hard to cook, then pulled his body onto the bed. He laid down his tired body with a face staring at the ceiling of the room.

Rona, who was asleep, turned to face Edward. Now her beautiful assets appear, her husband's ownership suddenly hardened.

Edward's hand reached out to scoop up both solid chunks belonging to his wife. However, Rona first turned her back in a supine position. Edward was increasingly challenged to see smooth thighs from behind the exposed mantle. Her fingers crept up making Rona's body wriggle unconsciously in the middle of her sleep.

A strange thought arose in Edward's mind. He took off his wife's coat and left behind a thin cloth that covered her feminine part. He got down from the bed to open the mini-fridge in the room, then moved a few pieces of ice into an empty glass. A mysterious smile rose on each side of his lips with a longing gaze on his female body.

Edward took one piece of ice, then attached it to the top of the neck niche. Then go down to explore the pink objects that now stand challenging. His fingers circled around the top of the areola, Rona groaning beautifully.

The cold sweep of the room temperature combined with the coldness of the ice, forcing Rona to open her eyes. Especially when Edward's hand was getting down and put the ice cubes on the navel of the wife, Rona wriggled and then bit her lower lip thin.

"What are you doing, Edward?" rona's sigh awakens due to her man's play. He felt the cold thing on top of his chest mound again. Rona moaned, the thin feathers all over her body bristling.

Rona suppressed the passion that her husband created by tightly grasping the sheets. "Ah...cold darling...."

Edward's lips smiled slanted and then smeared his wife's lips greedily. Meanwhile, his hand took off the thin rope of his wife's last body cover. Rona's back was lifted when something cold touched the core. She wanted to scream but her lips were tightly clenched by her husband's mouth. She could only grip Edward's back, enjoying the new sensation her husband gave her.

As Rona's breathing grew more and more violent, Edward took off his pagutan giving room to breathe air. "Did you like my game this time, baby?"

Rona nodded thinly looking forward to the surprise that her husband would give her. Edward got up from the bed and took off all his clothes without leaving a thread. Her entire stocky body was perfectly exposed, Rona was holding back the salivary.

"Why do you look at me like that, baby. Have you seen my body so often?" Edward's back bent, he pulled Rona's body and let her legs dangle to the floor. Edward stared at the pair of eyes that were soothing, then smiled. "I'll make you scream and moan this time!"

Edward raised both of Rona's legs, further bending them. His hand stretched out the leg until the heaven of the world was clearly so tempting. Edward dipped inch by inch his slender legs up to his base. His face sank in front of a sensitive area with an outstretched tongue and sipping lips.

Thin things dance in the middle of the source of pleasure. There was a thin bellow, his wife's hand grabbing the coarse hair Edward held back the desire in his increasingly turbulent chest.

"Stop it Edward, I can't stand it!" rona's whine will be amused that runs through his body.

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...Sorry new Up, kinda down because the chapter yesterday afternoon just passed the review this afternoon 😣...