Forgive Me My Wife
Second Puber

This day, the little family that just reunited was spending more time sticking with pillows. They chose to relax in bed. Especially Viona, who had closed her eyes since arriving home due to a lack of sleep last night, even the sound of television and Nara's babbling did not bother her at all.

Viona sleeps like a dead buffalo, she is exhausted, her energy is drained, last night Bima really let go of the unmitigated longing so that now her body feels crumpled.

Bima is more accompanied by Nara, the boy asked to be accompanied by watching cartoons and chattering about many things without moving from the big bed in Viona's room. For Bima, this is more beautiful than going on a honeymoon to any hemisphere. Being in a bed with his wife and children spending time lazing, playing with his daughter while watching his beloved woman fall asleep due to fatigue because the act is the most beautiful scenery in the world.

After Nara got tired of the film, they all fell asleep, hugging each other with happy hearts.

*****

At around two in the afternoon at Soekarno-Hatta Airport, Homeshopping's secretary waited at the arrival point to pick up his boss. The woman in a tight red dress with high heels welcomed the arrival of Yoga who had just returned home from abroad.

“Welcome Sir. How about your holiday?” greet the sekertarais as Yoga approaches them, they now step side by side towards the area outside the airport.

“Of course very good. See for yourself, right?” Yoga twists the body in its arrogant style. His face is quite handsome, but unfortunately, his striped nose grin and his jerk ruin his physical appearance.

“I'm happy that your news is good. Look sir, there's something urgent that I want to say, it's very important also emergency. Your phone is difficult to contact while abroad, so I can only report it now,”, explained the woman who wears a red-light lip-splitter.

“Don't ruin my good day, you fool!” His clout was upset to make the secretary with a beard shocked. “Not you already know that I do not like to be disturbed by work problems at my meal!”

Yoga opened his sunglasses and accelerated the pace, no matter the secretary who had difficulty following because of the high heels he was wearing. The two of them got into the silver color sedan car and moved out from there.

“Close to nearest hotel!" yoga commands on the driver’

“Eh, why don't we go straight back to Bandung Pak?”

The secretary who sat side by side with Yoga changed his sitting position and looked timidly at the boss. He wants to go home to Bandung immediately and discuss about Sinar Abadi Group which withdraws products and cancels cooperation. But the woman already knew that Yoga was the type of person who did not like to talk about work with her outside the office.

“Your rant pisses me off! I need something to please my heart, so we stop by the hotel,” she said, now glancing with interest at her secretary, devouring the tight-fitting, sexy woman from toe to head.

“You are indeed obedient and smart, your clothes are now very suitable to my side, next month your salary I raise.” Yoga spread his brazen gaze without hesitation and smiled happily while wetting his lips.

The woman lowered her head and squeezed her fingers. Indeed, he was uncomfortable with the clothes he wore, excessive open everywhere almost like a bitch. But Yoga certainly screams wrath and urgency if he picks up by wearing simple clothes that he likes.

“Ke-Why go to hotel, Sir?” the woman in tight clothes tried to dare to ask again while gulping.

“Don't pretend stupid sweet. You're the one who has to cheer me up so that my mood is happy. I'm upset this way because of you. I miss your warmth, I haven't drowned in three weeks. Bitches abroad no one can satisfy me like you.”

Yoga pulled the woman down to get close to him, her hands began to move wildly disgusting, touching and groaning everywhere, the secretary moved in awe trying to subtly resist.

“Ja-don't, Sir.”

“Heh, want to act like a holy pretender? Don't reject me, unless you want your love video with me I'm spreading to the public. My face is definitely my disguise, but your face is of course not,” Yoga threatened, oppressing the weak is his depraved hobby.

“It seems, before I spread if I give it to your parents first will be more exciting, and you can imagine how they react.” Yoga laughs obliquely enjoying the pale face of her secretary.

“Because I am generous, I will give you. Then please satisfy me now! That is the redeeming price of your application.” Yoga pulled the nape of the woman next to him and immediately swarmed with his animal lust.

*****

A courier rang Viona's doorbell in the afternoon. Bik Yati out of the house then re-entered with a large package that was sent by the courier.

“Mistress, there is a package for you,” said Bik Yati on Viona who was combing Nara's hair in the living room. He put the box next to Viona.

“This is from whom Bik?” Viona frowned, turning back the package but the name of the sender did not appear.

“I don't know either, Madam. The courier just said that this was sent specifically for you.”

“Ya. Thanks Bik.”

Viona finished combing Nara's hair, then opened the sizable package box. He was curious about the contents, as he remembered he did not buy or order anything.

As soon as the box opened its top, Viona turned her back. His eyes were blaring to see the contents inside. As fast as lightning, he closed the box again.

“Velegant play with Bik Yati first yes, Mommy wants to save this box to the room.”

“Oke Mommy,” answered Nara without diverting her activities that were arranging lego pieces.

His half-running legs brought the box in. Inside the room Bima looked fresh out of the bathroom.

“Why haste so, Vi?”

Bima sat on the edge of the bed followed by Viona who also landed her butt there.

“This Mas. A courier came to deliver this package. But there is no name of the sender, and the contents.” Viona seemed hesitant to continue her sentence.

Bima checked the writing outside the big box and folded her lips to hold her grin.

“That's a gift from me to you, my wife.” Bima blinked one eye flirtatious seduce then headed for the closet to change clothes.

“Hah?” Viona was flabbergasted, covered her gaping mouth and re-opened the box on her lap. He ventured out the contents of the box one by one.

It contained about ten expensive lingerie. The sexy and charming nightgown consists of a variety of colors, ranging from black, red, pink, white, baby blue and other colors. Then under it again about ten sets of underwear, consisting of bras and panties that are also available in a variety of color choices, the model is very minimal and bright everywhere. The most astonishing is the package found at the very bottom of the box. It contains a variety of G-String models.

“Every night wear it in a different color, I can't wait to see my beautiful wife wear it.” Whisper Bima who was neat with his cockroach shirt was about to go to the mosque to perform the congregational maghrib prayer, he waltzed out of the room and left Viona who was still gawking.

“Since when did Mas Bima like to buy lingerie as well as lingerie? Is it possible that my husband is in a second puberty?” muttered Viona while patting her own eel with a headband.