Companion To Paris
Biema Behaviour

Paris looked at Biema in disbelief. Lei briefly raised his eyebrows in surprise, but this man smiled at his superior's confession.

"Then be safe, sir. You must be very happy" Lei said wisely.

"really. I'm very happy. Come on, baby, let's go to my room. We go Lei," Biema said.

"Yes, sir." Biema's hand grabbed his wife's shoulder and passed. Paris blinked still can't believe he just couldn't believe that he met Lei after a long time without seeing him, just tell him about his pregnancy.

"What the fuck was that Biem?" ask Paris after they get inside the room.

"About what?" asked Biema who let his wife sit down. Paris shakes. Because she wanted to look around the contents of her husband's workspace. Biema let it go and wanted to head to her desk.

"The thing about my pregnancy that you showed Lei" said Paris, which surprised Biema. The name Kak, did not appear on Lei's name just now. I don't know why it makes him happy.

"I'm just happy. So I want to share my happiness with everyone" Biema said. "Sit down first I'll have someone make you a hot drink." Paris who was still looking around the contents of the room turned his head quickly.

"You're like that little boy. I'm afraid Lei thinks you're tacky" Paris said. Biema who will walk away, stop.

"Are you afraid others might think I'm childish?" tanya Biema could not hide her pleasure.

"of course. If he's your subordinate, you can't just show that attitude. You are ..." Suddenly Biema came back to Paris and kissed her. Paris who was still looking around, just blinked his eyes got a lightning strike just now.

"I think you don't agree if I purposely show Lei your pregnancy to let her know that you really love me. It turns out that you are worried about my image in front of my employees .." Biema said blatantly saying the purpose of her talking about the Paris pregnancy in front of the young man.

"Without you telling her, she'll understand that I really love you" said Biema.

"Oh, huh?" Biema who had not walked far away immediately approached and hugged Paris. Then gently rub the stomach that contains the fetus. "I just heard. So there's a difference between me and her well ..," Biema said as she pulled the white Paris shirt into the waistband. In accordance with the rules of the school that it is mandatory to wear a uniform with a neat style like that.

"Do you want to pull my shirt all over?" ask Paris for a moment.

"I want to stroke your belly, but get blocked with this uniform." Biema kept trying to pull the white shirt out of the skirt. Then tuck his hands behind a shirt that began to loose a little because it was not used neatly anymore.

Now the hand can reach the skin of his wife's stomach easily. Biema stroked his wife's stomach gently.

"My child ... Your mother is adorable. Until your father is not at home if away from him," said Biema as if talking to someone. The hand not only gently stroked his stomach, but began to spread up until he had made a small groan from the lips of Paris out.

"Gr ..."

"You enjoying it?" whispered Biema who apparently rubbed his wife's chewy mound.

"Therefore I want to go home early dear ...," whispered Biema.

"I'm pregnant. So we can't do it" Paris said knowingly. She understood the intent behind her husband's desire to come home early.

"really?" tanya Biema was provoked to stop.

"I'm pregnant, so what's the point of doing it?" Oh my goodness .. This girl is so innocent. It made Biema laugh. "You're laughing at me?" paris asked, aware that she was being laughed at by the man who was still holding her from behind.

"I'm sorry," Biema said began to reduce her laughter.

"Am I wrong?" ask Paris to correct himself. He began to think, if Biema laughed at him that meant his sentence was wrong.

"Emm .. not really, but not completely true," Biema's correction still tightly embraced Paris's body. But his hand no longer did anything sensual.

"So we can do it again even if I'm pregnant?" ask Paris to find out.

"Emc ... It seems to be." Paris wet her lips restlessly.

"Don't lie to me. I'd be mad if you lied just for wanting to do that" threatened Paris.

"OK, okay. Let's just ask the doctor so you're sure yes ...," Biema said.

"OKAY. Now get your hands off my body first," pinta Paris tried to get Biema's hands off the back of her shirt. "We're in the office anyway. So you can't do it here."

"If it only touches without unification, what can it be?" tawar Biema never gave up.

"Ih, you are this. Just do it at home. Get your work done, then go home. Oh, naw. We need to see a doctor for a consultation," errat Paris.

"Alright," said Biema resigned.

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