Charm Naughty Teaser
Lipstick Former

Azhar continues to touch Caca's valuable assets. He likes how Caca likes his every touch, how Caca's kiss gets hot over his hand movements.

But their pleasure must be stopped when the sound of security is running while chatting with his friend. They quickly forget their feelings.

Caca sat back in his chair and buttoned Azhar's shirt. While Azhar directly turned on the car engine and gas tanked when she saw Caca had finished covering himself.

Azhar's car passed through two security who lowered their heads respectfully when they saw their boss's car passing by. Azhar breathed a sigh of relief. They almost got caught. It could damage his reputation if caught cheating on him with his own secretary in the car park.

They returned in silence. Busy calms the pounding heart.

"Although this is not the first time, but why if with Caca my heart is always pounding like this? How ugly you are, Zha! Like a new virgin touching a girl!" ledek Azhar to himself.

Just like Azhar. Caca hugged himself. He still imagined Azhar's touch on his skin. Really make him excited and want more, different from that night.

Azhar drove Caca to the front of the apartment. Both of them were still shy, "I go home first! We'll see you in the office tomorrow!"

"Yes. Be careful, Mom!"

Azhar nodded. He waits for Caca to enter his apartment and return home with Julie.

Hearing the sound of Azhar's car, Julie immediately welcomes her husband home. He was wearing a thin satin nightgown. Usually Azhar immediately ignited his passion, but not this time.

Azhar even imagined Caca wearing the nightgown. Azhar quickly cast away the beautiful shadow in her mind. In front of her was Julie. His lawful wife.

"Mas. I miss you!"

Azhar ignored Julie. He walked into the bathroom and threw his shirt with the origin in the dirty clothes.

Actually Azhar won't come home today. He is still angry at Julie who does not want to be honest with him about Baim. But the problem will not be solved if it is not solved, right? Azhar intends to give Julie a chance to be honest with herself and will apologize if Julie deserves to be forgiven.

Azhar walked out of the room and was greeted with a warm smile on Julie's face. He walks cold and wears the clothes Julie prepared.

"Have you eaten yet? Want me to get Mommy ready?" ask Julie.

Azhar then remembered Caca. If Caca offers to eat, then Caca will cook for him or order food but feed him. Makes Azhar feel pampered as a man.

"Udah." replied Azhar briefly.

Azhar who was tired then went up to their bed. Expensive bed with a five-star hotel-grade mattress and a goose feather pillow. He misses his bed but it turns out his bed no longer looks tempting. He prefers a bed in Caca's apartment.

"Mas tired, huh? Want me a massage?" ask Julie again. Not discouraged he persuaded Azhar not to be angry again.

"Not to!" Azhar turned around and decided to fall asleep. Fortunately, Caca was already massaging it. His sleep was deep and sound. No matter Julie kept trying to get closer and hug her from behind.

Azhar wakes up the next day because of the smell of the coffee Julie made. More precisely than Julie's pressurized coffee machine.

"August, Honey! You slept well last night!" greet Julie with a smile on her face.

Azhar stretched her fresh body after getting enough sleep. He looked at the clock on the wall and decided to take a shower. Apparently his anger at Julie did not subside.

While waiting for Azhar to come out of the bathroom, Julie dresses up to make Azhar more interested in her. He sprayed perfume on his body and realized that there was only one earring.

Julie looked for him on the dresser, the mattress and around the room. But later it was not found. Julie searches the bathroom after Azhar leaves.

Julie was looking in the clothes she was wearing yesterday. Satin nightgown with lace could have made her earrings stuck. He also checked the dirty clothes. Sure enough, his earrings got stuck in the lace.

But that was not what made Julie's eyes widen in shock. She lifted Azhar's shirt and saw clearly the lipstick on her husband's collar.

With a lot of anger, Julie approached Azhar who was combing her hair to look clean and clean. Azhar had finished getting dressed and was intending to go down for breakfast.

"What is this, Mom?" ask Julie who hit Azhar. He no longer called Azhar with a call of love.

Azhar glanced at what Julie was holding and casually replied, "Dirty clothes."

"That's not what I asked, whose lipstick was on your collar?" Julie throws the shirt at Azhar.

Azhar looked at the collar and sure enough there were traces of Caca's lipstick there. Azhar closed her eyes, noticing her stupidity until Julie found out.

"I should have just laundry this shirt with another shirt with Caca's lipstick on! You idiot!" inner Azhar.

"Why are you quiet, my friend? So does this really have another girl? Wh who? Are you really cheating?!" cecar Julie's.

"No." replied Azhar briefly. He won't explain it to Julie.

"Don't lie to you, Mum! The proof is in your hands! What else to avoid?" julie said with emotion.

"Oh yeah? Same dong kayak you who have received a bouquet of flowers and chocolate from B or call it, Baim?" syndicate Azhar.

"I'm not cheating, Mom! How many times have I told you, I'm not cheating! I see now, you're accusing me of cheating just to cover up your own affair, is that it?" Julie started shedding tears. His face was flushed with anger.

"Don't make up your story! I could have made up a story by saying that lipstick was you who made me look like I was cheating!" reply Azhar.

"Bk.ck... The more sure I am that you are cheating! Who's that woman?"

Azhar smiled, "Then tell me who Baim is, your infidelity!" challenge Azhar.

"Fuck you, Mom! I'm loyal but you cheated! What do you think of our marriage?" reply Julie.

"Then you thought of it as what? You're the one who started lying to me! You said B was one of those fans you didn't know! The proof is that you know each other, right?! Never mind, I'm lazy to talk to you!"

Azhar took her briefcase and her HP and walked out of the room. Julie who was emotion then held back her steps. The two of them had a fight in the living room with the helpers of the stairs and the other workers.

"Where are you going? Want to go to your cheating house?! Step over my body, Mas!"

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