Forgive Me My Wife
Thank You Speech

“Two more days we can already move to the old house. Everything is almost finished, there are only a few complementary plants to decorate the garden that has not come all,” said Bima who just finished bathing after work.

Time shows at nine o'clock in the night. Bima got home later than usual because after the work in the office was finished he came to review his old house, check all the details so that it can be lived comfortably by his small family.

Bima was sitting on Viona's dresser chair facing the mirror. Only wearing joger pants without tops shows the upper body with muscles that are formed fitting not excessive, so tempting tease. While his beautiful wife stood behind him while rubbing her wet hair using a small towel.

“Mas, may before being moved, I would like to have a thanksgiving study first in our old house. No need to invite outsiders, just a big family. Promote do’a together in gratitude for all the blessings and gifts that God has given, and may the house that is inhabited bring the blessing in wading the blessings of our household, he said,” pinta Viona on the sidelines of her activities to dry Bima's hair.

“Of course, do as you wish whatever it is. Moreover, your intention is for the good of all of us. You are the mistress of the house, who has the right to rule everything in it. That house is for you, a place to raise and educate our children. And actually our old house has changed ownership rights in your name, so I just hitchhiked there, Mrs.” Bima chuckled while looking at Viona through the mirror.

Viona stopped her activities. He also looked back at the mirror. Haru taste is also happy to combine love more and more overflowing dancing beautifully in the chest. Bima is really trying to strengthen and improve herself to be the husband she should be. He hugged from behind and propped his chin on Bima's bare shoulders.

“There are many, Mas. For everything I've done for me, Nara. To be honest, I never expected home ownership. All I want is for us to always be together in an effort to remind and improve each other, wading through the household ark to protect each other,” said Viona and kiss the cheeks of Bima full of affection.

“Have the head of the household done this. Giving you a home is my duty even though I know you are also more than capable. But as a husband, you and Nara are my responsibility. Want me to ask you to stay at home, a living born that you want whatever nominal I will fulfill. But I know, sketching and designing fashion is not just a job for you, but also your life spirit. I'm not going to forbid it. I believe, you can divide your time well between designing and also our household.” Bima said as she gently stroked the arm of Viona who was holding her.

“Mas is the best. Thanks for understanding me so much.” Viona tightened her embrace and placed her cheek on Bima's shoulder.

“Ehm... In that case, I want a special thank you from you, dear?” he said hoarsely with a meaningful tone and then gave a smile.

“Do I have to make an official letter written and uploaded on social media? Or should I build a monument as an expression of my gratitude for you, my husband?” Viona teased back, saying as she breathed her warm breath slowly into Bima's ears, making her man crumble and growl heavily.

Bima kissed Viona's hand and then turned around until her position was now facing. Bima wrapped her hands around Viona's slender waist and pushed the distance between them.

“If you really want to thank me, I want you to lead the watering of the fields tonight, hmm.” Bima put on a face of compassion full of hope as well as wishes to be warmed.

Viona's face blushed while biting her lips. For a moment of thought, he was not an expert in bed affairs, usually always Bima who first started and led. But what's wrong with not trying it to please your husband? He looked doubtful, but then nodded in embarrassment while bowing to hide his red face.

Bima smiled happily then carried Viona like a koala and carried her sitting on the edge of the bed.

“I'm yours, honey. Do whatever you like.” Bima put both of her arms behind her body resting on the mattress. Cue the wife sitting on her lap to start the ritual of farming.

With a shy movement Viona began to launch the action. Stroking the chest of Bima's field that is already uninhibited. Bima closed her eyes enjoying the light touch of feathers from the delicate hand caressing her skin, creating a fierce sigh stinging all over her body and stirring up her passion until her breathing was instantly chaotic.

Viona exerted all her abilities to love and pamper her husband. Bima's unstoppable male sigh is full of adoration for her woman, though Viona still moves rigidly in the lead for the first time.

At first Viona moves shyly, but then turns to be more excited when Bima's moans ignite her passion. Bima still persisted in silence even though her hands were itching to touch Viona everywhere. Tonight he wants to let himself be possessed by his beloved wife in the hot arena of their bed.

Bima's prisoners eventually broke down as well, he reversed position so that now he was confined above encircling the tiny body of Viona. With the roar of breath hunting he took over the game, both of them were equally hit by the rising waves, panting each other unpretentiously in the fusion of soul and body union.