CHASING A DREAM HUSBAND
Oh My God's

Natasha slightly stiffened as suddenly Yoga's hands began to open one by one the buttons of the clothes attached to her body.

" What do you want yoga for??" Natasha brushed aside the hand of Yoga who undressed the clothes she was wearing

" What do you think I want?" One hand Yoga touched Natasha's chin and softened Natasha's lips.

" This yoga in the boutique, do not do perverts here "squeak Natasha tries to keep away the body of her husband who always tries to get closer to her.

" What do you think I'd do? I just want to help you take off your dirty clothes from the battle," ledek Yoga, and then his index finger knocks on Natasha's forehead "Your perverted mind, or are you the one who wants us to pervert here, hemm?! Yoga lowered his eyebrows.

" Report ..." Natasha again brushed off Yoga's hand that led to the button of her shirt.

" If you don't believe me, ask your secretary, I told her to bring you a change of clothes."

" I can open it myself." Natasha again refused the hand movement Yoga undressing her clothes.

" Already reconsider, don't argue much." Finally Yoga finished opening all the buttons of clothes worn Natasha. For a moment he stared in amazement at his wife's smooth white body, as well as the two chunks that were still wrapped, the two chunks he had first explored a few days ago before a misunderstanding between him and his wife.

Yoga swallowed his salivary, finding the beauty of the wife's body plus the longing because three nights of not coming into contact with the woman caused a passionate attack that began to fill his brain. His hands now began cupping the tantalizing lump.

" Yoga, stop ...! You said you wouldn't do pervert!" Natasha threesome

Yoga grinning. " It was so at first, but redundant if beautiful things like this are missed. Hasn't it been three nights that we haven't had fun, haven't you missed the touches of your husband?" gentle Yoga whispers sounded in Natasha's ears, making Natasha's blood feel back rustling. Yoga breath on his neck, making his throat feel choked. let alone when Yoga hand finally managed to get rid of the last cloth that closed the two assets on his chest.

" Yoga ..." - Natasha says when Yoga's naughty hands are*mas and plays the pinnacle of her assets.

" Hmm ..." Yoga lips began to intensely explore Natasha's neck and face.

" Our yoga in the boutique ...."

" Why at the boutique?"

" You haven't locked the door ...."

Yoga chuckles. " What do we do to lock the door?" godanya. Instantly making Natasha's face meet as if she was coding the perverted man in front of her.

The yoga that saw Natasha blushing instantly splashed Natasha's body on the sofa. " We're trying to do it here, yeah." Yoga immediately opened his shirt and passed the t-shirt from overhead and threw it on the table. The athletic body of the man was exposed so seductively. Still imagined in Natasha's memory when her skin came into contact with the man's clay body, Natasha immediately took pains to swallow her saliva. How could he not be enchanted by the beauty of this man's athletic body? how could he not be fascinated by the attitude and attention this man had given him.

" Your yoga .. mmmppptttt ..." Natasha's sentence came to a halt as Yoga's lips began to devour her lips, melu*mat full of passion. Natasha who got an attack from her husband also began to reply to every touch given by Yoga. It might be true, if she also missed the warmth, caress and touch of Yoga that these three days had missed.

The sound of whipping and moaning in the work room Natasha, two people who are drunk with romance are both releasing a longing that is actually very torturing themselves.

They enjoy their intimacy so much, the passion that channeled the three days made their desire arouse.

" Aakhhh .." The sigh of the one coming out of Natasha's mouth signifies that she feels a sense of pleasure as the lips and tongue of Yoga play on both chunks.

Yoga who realized Natasha was getting lulled into his game, now began to direct his hand to the lower part of his wife's body, he took off the hook pants and lowered the zipper, he, slowly his hands began to guerrilla touch his wife's core area.

" Ssssttt .. You enjoy it, it will be more delicious than before." Yoga fingers began to play intensely at the core of Natasha.

" Yoga i-this is crazy ..." Natasha started getting attacked by strange gelenyar. His hands were trying to get rid of the Yoga hands in the core. Honestly, she's very shy, but Yoga doesn't care.

Yoga continued to fondle Natasha, her lips swept and obscure every inch of Natasha's upper body. kiss, menge*cap, Melu*mat to cause red spots on the smooth white body.

" Yo-gaa, Aaakkhh ..." Natasha's body shook and trembled as she felt a release over her husband's play.

Truly an undeniable pleasure, Natasha really floated high into the clouds. Crazy, her husband really made her intoxicated, she moaned, Mende*sah and fussing incoherently.

Thin smile etched on the lips Yoga, his gaze now fixed on the eyes of the wife who is now filled with fog of passion. " How, how delicious does it taste?" bisik Yoga again bit Natasha's ear lobe.

Natasha turned to her husband, her chest down and up as a result of her breath that felt stingy, like running a marathon, It was difficult to describe what she felt at this time. He did not expect that an accidental marriage with the man he always invited to argue at the beginning of every meeting would lead him to this situation. And for some reason now he began to like what Yoga did to him.

Natasha tried to summarize the handsome face overgrown with fine hairs of her husband. Slowly, she ventured to kiss her husband's lips. What Natasha did made Yoga widen her eyes. As soon as she was stunned, she did not expect what Natasha had done to her. This woman did start to respond well even reply to what she did, but to be aggressive by starting to first do the touch, this was not terbesit in his mind at all.

Yoga smiled, he finally replied to what his wife had given him. Their lips are again interlocked with a very intimate body position, lying on a sofa that is not too wide, but it makes them so enjoy their togetherness.

" You are getting naughty now, yes .." said Yoga as they paused his lips to scoop up oxygen.

" I'm sorry .." lirih Natasha regretted, her hands playing around her husband's chin overgrown with hair.

" Why should I apologize? I actually like it. It's a good start for us to go to the next stage," said Yoga back melu"mat his wife's sweet lips when felt oxygen was enough by him.

Tok tock..

Along with the sound of the door being knocked, Sinta who brought the clothes ordered by Yoga also entered Natasha's room. Making Natasha and Yoga do not have time to tidy up his current position.

" Excuse me, this is ba-ju ..." Sinta's eyes immediately widened when she saw the incredible scenery she met on the sofa of her Boss's workroom.

" Astaghfirullahal enzyme ...! Astaghfirullahal is ...!! Oh my God ...! I don't see .. I don't see ..." Sinta immediately closed her eyes and turned her body. " Sorry ... Ma'am. Sorry ... Mas. Excuse me ..." Sinta immediately ran out of Natasha's room.

" Sintaiyaa ...!!" pekik Natasha and Yoga together.

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Author POV : Sintaaa...saya pending gajimu sampai lebaran dua tahun mendatang..!! 🤣🤣

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