Ex Wife Becomes Stepmom
8. Mistakes lead to pleasure

At two in the morning I woke up. I peed, but I hesitated to go out because I only wore Om Damar's t-shirt.

I opened the door very slowly. Glanced briefly at the sofa, making sure that Om Damar was still sleeping soundly.

After making sure Om Damar is still asleep. I continued my steps, walking quietly with very slow footsteps. It's like a thief, but now it's my home. Even if it's only one week.

After arriving in the bathroom, I closed the door no less slowly. But this bathroom door sucks. The slower I closed it, the louder the creaking sound of the door hinges sounded. Fucking door!

After the door closed. I did my wish. It felt relieved, my stomach became comfortable for a moment. When I'm done, I clean up immediately. Not to forget I used the tissue that I had brought from the room to dry my private area.

When I opened the door. My heart felt like it was going to come off so surprised. In front of me was Om Damar who was standing while putting his hand into a bag of pants.

"W-why, Om?" I'm nervous. 

Om Damar did not reply, the man just looked at me without blinking. Then without warning pulled me into his arms. Kissing my lips quickly, and violently.

I'm surprised! Really am. For whatever reason I was really surprised. My mind was suddenly empty. This was my first kiss. Why it tastes like this, sweet, chewy, and also wet. Is a kiss like this? Or just my opinion?

A few moments later I was out of breath. The one I was pecking at, patting Om Damar's chest to release. I don't want to die from being out of breath, okay!

"Jes" called Om Damar with a heavy, stiff voice. Make my fur stand up. This is true Om Damar, isn't it?

"Be my wife" she said suddenly. I who was still digesting his words just stared at the 48-year-old's face in confusion. Looking around for the definitive answer from the handsome face, which was not covered by that age.

"Omm?!"

"I want you, Jes. I can't wait, '" he whispered, biting my ear slowly. A second later that lip had changed in my collarbone.

I could only stare, not knowing what to do. I know this is wrong, it's just that my common sense says this is my chance to feel a man's touch.

I let Om Damar kiss every corner of my neck. While my hand, clutching the end of his lower shirt tightly. Om Damar's hand held my waist so I wouldn't slide down.

"Om" my great-grandson in a soft voice.

"Call my name, Jes. Say my name with your sweet lips, baby!" The request without stopping its activity.

"I-I'm tired of standing up. W-can't we just sit?" I asked with a loud voice. Oh, my God, where do I sound. Why does it sound like a chick squeak that is even difficult to hear let alone understand.

"In the room?!" Tanya Om Damar asked for my approval. I innocently nodded. I don't know what will happen next, I don't know. I am obviously enjoying this kiss. I enjoyed Om Damar's touch on my neck and collarbone.

The strange spinning feeling that creeps up makes my adrenaline race. Pumping blood faster throughout my organs.

I flinched, Om Damar suddenly lifted my body. Carrying me koala-style, while pulling my head to sink into the recesses of her neck.

"Kiss there, honey. I want it" asked Om Damar as he walked towards the door of my room.

After arriving at the room, Om Damar sat my body in the bed. He then turned around, locked the door, then stood up while looking at me elaborately from there.

We were silent for quite a while. No one starts, no one opens their voice. Just silent, silent, accompanied by the sound of crickets from outside the window.

After a long time. Om Damar approached me. Raised my body, then moved me up his thigh. "Married to me, Jes. I promise to bring you happiness!" Pinta Om Damar with serious eyes.

Crazy one! This is totally insane! My ex-father-in-law asked me to marry him. HOLY JEEZ!

"But, Om--"

"Damar, don't call me Om, Jessi!" His word absolute.

I could only gulp violently. "W-yeah, I mean. Three days ago we were still father-in-law and son. B-how can?" I stammered a little for fear of her eyes being very different from usual.

"Can!" Strictly speaking, "You haven't been touched. It's still sacred, even if we get married the day you get divorced it's not a problem!"

Can't speak. It's completely beyond my will. Recently divorced from his son, he had to marry his father. What does the world say? Well, although the outsiders are not many who know the status of Mas Damar. Still, what if people suddenly found out?

Besides, Om Damar is my former father-in-law. It's still weird if we have to get married.

I flinched back when something rude grabbed my left chest. Looking up, I saw Om Damar smiling sideways.

"Enjoy tonight, Jessi. After this has passed, there is no reason for you to reject me!" He slapped his arms around my body.

My eyes closed enjoying the gentle touch of her lips on mine. Om Damar's mischievous hand on my chest was incomparable to his sweet lips. However, when the wild hand flicked the shirt I was wearing up to the chest. His lips smiled mischievously.

"Sexy" she whispered softly in front of my face. After that, I no longer know what he is doing. Every touch, I reply with a sigh. I resigned myself to what Om Damar did to my body. Because I basically enjoy that touch.

"Here's the point, honey." He said as he opened both my thighs to widen. A little later, the pain broke through my core.

"Hiks ... No, stop. Don't want it, it hurts, Om. No! Okay, don't be gini, sick!" Whine while crying.

Om Damar stopped his activities for a while. Gently caress my cheeks with loving feelings. "It turns out you're right to be a virgin. Patience, Honey. The pain is only for a moment, you will also enjoy it!" he said as he started****** my lips back.

I think he listened to my whining. I was wrong! Goddamnit! Om Damar even jerked his body firmly. It feels like something is broken down there. It would hurt, if only I knew this. I won't be eaten by Miss Rini and Ms. Andien. They lied to me! What's the good part? The part of mana that makes drift up to the highest sky. Obviously this hurts, so it feels like just wanting to go to hell!

Just watch me come home later. Miss Rini, I will definitely curse until satisfied!

...*Jess, so don't be too seditious. The wkwkwkwk ...

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