Trapped by the Love of Leaning
Why pain.
Jason and Shirleen were back at their house, Jason looked so tired of what her husband was doing in the office.
"You look tired By" asked Shirleen.
"Little, why ? But I'm not tired if you want to..."
"Basas perverted" said Shirleen, she already knew what her husband would say just from the blink of an eye.
"What do I want ?" ask Jason.
"You... You will.." stammering Shirleen. "Here you go, do you want to make coffee ?" over Shirleen.
"Eemm, are there any other options ?" jason asked again, those eyes staring flirtatiously at his wife.
"Tea, want some tea ?"
Jason shook his head, his wife was indeed difficult to compromise it seems.
"Susu ?"
Jason nodded obediently, seemingly drinking milk during the day was not too bad either.
"Well I'll make it a little bit" Shirleen was about to head to the kitchen but her footsteps were held back when Jason pulled his hand and unfortunately her body turned around and ended up in Jason's arms.
"Where are you going by ?" ask Jason.
"You make milk right" replied Shirleen, she lowered her face embarrassed, aah this leaning husband always like this makes her heart a little difficult in condition.
"More time and cost effective, if for milk I prefer the source" Jason even unbuttoned Shirleen's shirt, and the challenging plastered food contained Jacob's source and might soon be seized.
"You want ap..."
"Plup" Jason has tasted the keny*l duo, sipping it with a little greedy, actually he was not tired, he just did not want to lose to Roy who was just the first night last night, he just did not want to lose, his brain really worked well.
"Aahh" with Shirleen still in her standing position could only re*as Jason's hair to withstand this ludicrous sensation.
Jason then carried his wife to their room, Jacob had fallen asleep because of the trip, while Misca had not yet returned from his father's shop accompanied by Ipah, Jason knew it was only Shirleen who didn't know it.
Instead of putting his wife in bed, Jason took her to the bathroom, sitting Shirleen in the sink.
Linking his forehead and Shirleen, then making out with each other exchanging saliva, that slow kiss soon turned passionate.
Jason's hand didn't stay still, the cursed finger just kept playing the twin hills of Shirleen.
The breath of the two hunted, ah already enjoy it.
Jason let go of the kiss, letting Shirleen scoop up as much oxygen as she could before starting again.
His gaze was full of naf*u, Shirleen knew they would do it again, here in the bathroom.
And something happened that must happen, accompanied by the splashing water of different age couples seemed to enjoy every moment there.
I don't know what this time Yudha did, from earlier she just kept lying on the bed, her eyes just kept catching on the screen of her phone.
He has never been this crazy, become a professional stalking, so overwhelmed by curiosity, he was willing to do all this, initially he visited his friend's instagram account, it was, then he could find Shirleen's instagram account from the many folowers @Jason_Arad, and this is where he explored @Weniwen's account while smiling himself and sometimes laughing at the results of his search.
"It turns out you're pretty close to his wife Junedi" he murmured.
He had not followed Weni but luckily her puja woman's instagram account turned out to be unlocked, and it made things easier.
"Many activities around his work, many photos of clothes, do all employees have to participate in the promo clothes in his boss's Boutique ?" ask for wonder, Weni's Instagram account so many photos of kebaya and dresses.
He opened some comments and found an oddity, there were several accounts that commented asking for details and prices on the clothes that Weni promoted.
"What are the same officers ?" muttered.
Because of the more strange, he continued to walk, in the last part of the photos he found a photo of Weni and Shirleen with a man, in the photo the three seemed to look like college children, with the caption God do not destroy our happiness just because of a difference, I love you...
Yudha clicked on the comment column, seeing Shirleen commenting on the photo that turned out to be uploaded eight years ago.
@Ilensdj @Weniwen...
@Weniwen There must be a treat dong, this special day where PJnya @Atr_Adj
@Ilensdj @Weniwen ask for the same @Atr_Adj.
He clicked on the @Atr_Adj account, really kekepoan already mastered his brain.
But unfortunately the account turned out to be locked, he did not have the skills like Jason who could open anything, he was just an ordinary human who breathes using the lungs.
He returned to explore Weni's instagram, from that time he took his nap only to use to surf stalking.
"Why is she cute once upon a time, really adorable ?"
In the other hemisphere, though,
"Dad, Misca went home first yaa, later Misca will come here again" said Misca, he was satisfied to be able to see his father again.
It was late afternoon when he asked Bi Ipah earlier, and for him it was enough to let go of his longing for his father.
"Misca and Mommy live where do we currently live ? If you want to play later, you can" asked Athar, in fact he was so curious.
"Papa said no one should know where we live, Misca can't say" Misca replied.
"Now, is that ?"
"Has the mother remarried ?" this time Athar asked about Shirleen again to Ipah.
"Yes Master" brief Ipah.
"Who's with ?"
"I can't answer anything outside of my work, sir"
"Ck, it always is" said Athar, because the maid before him seemed very obedient to his master, how could he not scrape a little information about Shirleen unless the one she knew was married.
"But is he okay ?" ask Athar again.
"I can't answer anything if it's outside of my job"
"Well, what can I do, I'm a fool who can ask a robot like you" upset Athar.
"Dad, Mommy is fine, baby sister too, there is Papa who always take care of us" said Misca.
Athar gasped when he heard Misca's answer there is Papa who always take care of us, it means his position has really been replaced, which has been released will never come home, he should not expect so.
"Papa well Dad, always dear Mother, Misca and baby sister" said Misca again.
Papa, those words were like buzzing in his ears, he had once replaced Shirleen with another woman, but in fact even though the sincere word had come out of his mouth, why is there pain tucked away when his position is replaced, especially Misca his son seems to be happy to accept his successor whom they call "Papa"
What is this that Shirleen felt when her position was replaced first, why is it sick...
Seriate...
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