Disappeared Husband Married CEO
Night Touch
The sound of the door creaking sounded quietly, Yoga entered the room and circulated his gaze. There was no Mesya figure in the room, but he heard splashing water in the bathroom.
Yoga laid his body on the bed while his netra staring at the ceiling ceiling.he still keeps thinking of betrayal to his wife, in fact he did not have to due Mesya, Mesya, the woman who had chosen herself and survived by her side for two years. But Anggita's temptation has made him fall in the arms of his wife's best friend and has now planted the seed in Anggita's womb. Of course Anggita demands and holds Yoga accountable.
"If the night of the curse had never happened, if only the two of us had not taken a business trip together assigned by the office, and ended up in a hotel that we occupied. If only I hadn't been tempted so easily and it never happened, Anggita would never have asked me to marry her, because I still love my wife Mesya so much."
~flash back~
That night after a meeting with a client appointed by the Yoga-owned Foreign Company worked, Anggita who worked as a temporary replacement secretary, replacing the position of Elisha Yoga secretary who had been on leave for childbirth. It was Yoga who recommended Anggita to accompany her business trip to Taiwan a few months ago, because she thought the woman with shoulder-length hair was a friend of her own wife, in addition to being smart and reliable. But who would have thought they ended up entangled in an affair.
"Mas please come to my room, my chest suddenly feels tight." so content the message Anggita sent to Yoga contact. The thick-browed handsome man looked very worried after reading the chatan from Anggita, he did not want his secretary and his wife's best friend why-not. Gegas Yoga exited his hotel room and headed for Anggita's room at the end of the corridor.
The sound of knocking from the front door immediately opened, Anggita just looked at his head and allowed Yoga to enter, while widening the door.
"How are you doing? tanya Yoga looks worried.
"Enter Mas" he said in a flat voice.
"Ehh, don't let me just be here, just want to see your condition. if it's better I go back to the room, again, it just so happens that tomorrow there is still one more place that we must visit to have meetings with clients."
"It's okay, Mas, I still feel tight and ask for help to help me massage my shoulder that feels stiff." Anggita asked with a fond look. Because of the insistence and whining of women from his wife's friends, Yoga was forced into the room Anggita. The woman thrust olive oil on yoga and turned her back to yoga sitting on the couch.
"Please massage my back Mas, it feels so tight." looks smooth back Anggita who is only wrapped in thin lingerie. Yoga swallowed his salivary, his throat as if choked when he saw the woman in front of him who was so seductive.
"Come wait, what else? if you don't rush in the massage, my body will get sicker and I'm afraid I can't go on a business trip to see a client tomorrow."
"Damn it, why did my bird wake up anyway! he swore in his heart.
Unasked, Anggita turned her body to the front of Yoga, and directed two heavy hands Yoga in front of her chest to squeeze "My chest also feels tight, please massage in this section." While teasing Yoga, mischievous and unashamed, Anggita's hand holds Yoga's hand to do as he asks, Yoga widened his eyes as his hands squeezed the large breast belonging to the tight-twisting angita.
Now Anggita's hands begin to come down and play the weapons belonging to Yoga that has been upright challenging. Yoga can not stand the game of Anggita that is so seductive, pulled the woman's body and in the lum*tnya sexy lips Anggita full of lust, until yoga forgets his position as the rightful husband of Mesya. The hot play of the two adults was inevitable, and so on they had an illicit relationship behind Mesya, until Anggita claimed to be pregnant with a child from Prayoga and demanded to marry him.
The creaking sound of the bathroom door disperse the daydreams of Yoga, at the sight of the wife who came out of the bathroom wrapped in pink towels. His smooth white body was clearly exposed, the body of Yoga began to stiffen and wanted a tussle with his legitimate wife. Yes, Prayoga has long not fulfilled his wife's inner living, especially Mesya was busy working until they rarely do bed activities that they always do first.
"Darling..." Yoga got out of bed and hugged his wife from behind as Mesya stood in front of the closet to pick up clothes. In the kiss and in the kiss the neck and back of the white Mesya. There was a soft sound*n coming out of Mesya's lips, the beautiful woman did not reject her husband's wishes.
"I love you so much dear.." Yoga's voice rattled, desperately holding back his desire, he was afraid that Mesya would reject him because he had just returned from work.
"Can we do it tonight? it's been over a month that we don't do night sports." sizzle yoga while nibbling Mesya's neck and make a stamp of ownership. Mesya had not received a touch from Yoga for a long time, and finally Mesya nodded his head resignedly.he did not want to be branded as a wife who did not obey her husband and in the curse of angels.
Yoga smiled broadly as he pulled Mesya into his arms, then lifted up his wife's body and carried her into bed. Once pulled, the towel that wrapped his wife's beautiful body was clearly exposed. The beautiful woman looks resigned when yoga starts the action and touches her body without a thread.
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HAPPY EID AL-FITR DAY.
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MINAL AIDZIN WAL FAIDZIN, SORRY BORN AND INNER 🙏🥰
