Asmara World
Hot kiss.

Dx Company. Swans

The day passed and the morning greeted me again. In a company led by a handsome mature man, Miguel Arrawda. The handsome man seemed to be in his room, checking all the files brought by his employees, replacing Andre's duties for one day.

" Do you want to make coffee?"

Beautiful woman named Dita Mahez who incidentally is an ordinary employee Miguel, voiced after being silent for a while beside his boss.

" Humm.."

Miguel replied, answering his potluck without looking at his interlocutor. He seemed to focus on every piece of paper that was piled on his desk.

Dita who found the response of her superior smiled thinly before passing out of the president's room.

Drt. Drt. Drt.

Shortly after the passing of the beautiful employee, Miguel's phone rang on his desk. He glanced at his screen, and sighed lazily when he saw the name of the wife who appeared on the caller screen.

Reluctant to pick up the call, but Miguel also can not ignore it because his flat device rubs against his desk, creating a voice that disturbs his concentration.

" Humm, what's calling me?" miguel said sharply when he had answered the call apparently from the wife.

" I'll take you to lunch" replied Nauora across the street.

Miguel knitted his eyebrows together, for the first time his wife— Nauora, delivering lunch for him.

" Why all of a sudden?"

" I don't know who sent them, but the media will come to lunch. They just called me, they said they were going to interview us both as a couple with a good relationship" Nauora explained.

" What?" Miguel was a little surprised, he broke the distance from the file in front of him, leaning on his seat of greatness.

" I'll be here in a few minutes."

Tut's. Tut's. Tut's.

The call was ended by Nauora just like that after she delivered her final speech. While Miguel was silent for a moment and resumed his work.

After a while, the door of the room was knocked from out there and shortly appeared Dita behind the door with a cup of hot coffee orders Miguel.

With Dita's graceful steps, the beautiful woman approached her superior with a different smile even though Miguel did not lift his gaze.

" Sir, this is your coffee." said Dita put a cup of coffee on the table top.

Miguel just nodded with a view that could not be separated from the file in front of him. Before long Miguel grabbed the cup by his side and sipped it. Dita who saw that smiled meaningfully in her silence. The beautiful employee was still unmoved beside his master, as if he was waiting for something.

And sure enough, suddenly Miguel reacted. The ripe man again sipped his black coffee and after that loosened his neck tie that felt stuck to him.

" Haha... "

" What you put in that coffee, why it's hot." Miguel's voice sounded heavy.

" I don't mix anything, sir." Dita's lie comes close to her superior.

" Go.." Miguel's door a moment later, was about to move from his seat but Dita held him back.

" Sir, wouldn't it be better if we spent some time together. Madam will not know." We grinned cunningly and slowly touched the chest of Miguel's field which was still wrapped in a Navi-colored shirt.

" Fuck, do you want to quit your job." Miguel rudely brushed off the hand of his female employee. His face was flushed red, anger was clearly imprinted on his handsome face.

" Why.what's wrong, sir. Don't you want a woman's body. I know you never touched your wife."

For the first time Dita raised her voice, revealing her true self.

Miguel flinched, he really did not expect, his employees who he believed had betrayed him by acting out of common sense.

As for Dita, he unhappily approached a step at Miguel and kissed the gallant man's lips forcefully. Miguel was increasingly made to ride the apoplexy to unconsciously push the beautiful woman rough. Bumped on the marble floor, at the same time the door of the room was open.

Both of them turned to someone who was standing at the door, Miguel and Dita were surprised because apparently the person was Nauora who was standing rigidly in front of the door, not to forget Ciko was also seen behind Nauora by carrying a paper bag.

" Ciko, put the paperbag on my husband's desk and take Dita out of this room" Nauora said with a flat face and a cold aura.

" Okay, Madam." exclaimed Ciko moved quickly.

A moment after Ciko passed by dragging Dita, Nauora closed the door of the room tightly. Her gaze was flat on the husband, while Miguel was getting more and more stifled, the man's breathing was also getting heavier.

Still with his eyes fixed on Miguel, Nauora slowly approached. The sound of his heels touching the marble floor, creating a knocking sound every step of the way.

" Are you okay?"

Braving herself, Nauora touched her husband's burly shoulder. But at once Miguel also blocked him and without warning kissed his lips with passion.

Nauora's beautiful eyes were perfectly rounded, her lips instantly stiff. How not, for the first time after getting married with Miguel, the handsome man whose status was her husband touched her.

Nauora was silent, her sudden warm treatment from her husband made her freeze on the spot. But a split second later, Nauora regained consciousness as Miguel's tongue explored his oral cavity. At that time Nauora returned the husband's kiss until soon the kiss turned into luma-tan and increasingly heated up.

Miguel, who was unconscious due to the influence of drugs that mixed Dita into his coffee, made him act away by herding Nauora on the sofa chair.

Miguel's hands deftly guerrilla behind his wife's clothes, touching Nauora's sensitive area to successfully launch ******** from her thin lips.

But for some reason, when one of the***** just got away, Miguel looked flabbergasted, the handsome man realized he immediately stopped his kiss. Decomposing a bit of distance from Nauora's pretty face, Miguel stared inside his wife's brown bead of eyes. Their breaths greeted each other in the face.

" I'm sorry" said Miguel half-whispering as he rubbed the corner of Nauora's lips.