From the Secretary Malah Becomes an Affair
spilled water

Gala did not even hesitate to step her feet wrapped in expensive pentofel shoes into the streets that were slightly damp because it had just been in the rain. Gala's eyes looked at every flat that was there, very not elite and far from the word decent, the environment was also unhealthy. Maybe if Gala kept being here she'd be nauseous and dizzy.

“Pak Gala should you go home no need to drive me.” Said Zefanya who constantly felt bad about her unworthy surroundings.

“Nothing Zefanya , I just want to know your home and stop by for a while.” Sahut Gala's.

Zefanya lowered her head, she was very reluctant to let Gala walk in a place like this. Zefanya did not know what to say especially because her house was close by, Zefanya continued to look down and did not know there was a motorbike driving from the side until Zefanya almost got hit by the motorbike if there was no Gala that pulled it.

“ZEFANYA BEWARE!” pekik Gala's.

Gala pulled Zefanya's hand and protected the girl by hugging her, just as the water was mixed with dust and the sticky soil splashed towards Gala's shirt and hit her back, the stain was obvious because Gala was wearing a white shirt.

Zefanya felt very surprised at what happened just now, he wanted to curse the damn rider.

“Yes, sir, I'm sorry. Because I got Mr. Gala's shirt so dirty.” Zefanya said not feeling well. It must have been an expensive Gala shirt and now splashed with stains, those brownish patches look so obvious. Zefanya where can change Gala's expensive clothes.

“How is this, Mr. Gala's clothes become gini.” Said Zefanya again in panic, Gala turned her head back to see the part of her back that was stained.

“It's okay Zefanya, I can cope with it, be grateful because you didn't get hit by the motor earlier.” Sahut Gala's.

Zefanya gave a rough sigh she felt bad. Gala's too good for him.

“Once again forgive me Sir, I am very sorry, I will wash a little stain on the clothes of the father.”

Gala smiled, just as she thought that this woman was too good, even the girl looked panicked because of the little thing.

Finally inevitably Zefanya let Gala into her small contract. Zephaniah allowed Gala to sit down, while Gala took notice of Zephaniah's very small and narrow contract.

“This is my home, sorry if it makes you less comfortable.” Said Zefanya who saw Gala staring around her house.

“The truth is that I am also human, why should it be uncomfortable, this place is still worth taking shelter from the scorching sun and rain, so what is it to feel uncomfortable.” Sahut Gala while sitting his ass on the sofa. Zefanya noticed her worn out sofa was really not in contrast to Gala.

“Give me your clothes let me wash so that the former stains slightly disappear.”

Gala then stood up and removed the buttons of her shirt in front of Zefanya . Zefanya felt his cheeks heated up when he accidentally saw the chest and stomach of the sixpack Gala, the man had a nice body.

Gala took a few steps forward and thrust her clothes at Zefanya . But Gala was astonished when Zephaniah daydreamed and did not receive the shirt he had given.

“Zefanya , why daydream? Are you going to keep linger on letting me not wear clothes?” ask Gala.

Zefanya lowered her head in shame, She then lent Reno T-shirts to Gala, at least as long as Gala's clothes were washed the man was still wearing clothes.

“I’m added” desis Gala, he will feel at home in any place as long as it is with Zefanya.

Zefanya returned from the living room she saw Gala was already hanging out on the sofa while playing her mobile phone, only this time Zefanya brought another man when there was no husband at home.

“Pak Gala, here's the drink, sorry It's just that.”

Put a glass of juice on the table. Gala watched Zefanya who had changed clothes. The woman was wearing shorts above the knee and a tight white T-shirt that scored both her chests, Gala's eyes could not be separated from Zefanya . Even the scenery of the woman was much fresher compared to the juice that was served.

Gala then changed her position to sit. Zephaniah then sat next to the man.

“Zefanya , you have read the book I gave you last time?” ask Gala.

Zefanya. “The book is very good, I so add knowledge thanks to the book.”

“Who is that? You look very diligent reading the book.” Gala said as she grabbed the glass of juice and drank it slowly, Zefanya did not realize the moment Gala was already sitting closer to her.

“You live here Just like your husband? Or are there other members?” ask Gala.

Zefanya. “I'm just the same as Mas Reno, but sometimes Mas Reno also come home late or not at all.” Zefanya .

Gala felt very envious of Reno now. Gala unceasingly looked at the beauty of Zefanya from beside her eyes never separated, from both breasts that looked big and dense, it was, like her Gala has to prove her that what she saw was genuine.

Byur!!!

Gala flicked her hands until the juice in her hands spilled onto Zefanya's chest, the girl felt surprised because her clothes were wet, of course Gala was similarly pretended to be surprised.

“Yeah Zefa, I'm sorry, I was not accidentally.” Gala pretends to feel guilty.

Zefanya touching her wet clothes, Gala glanced at Zefanya's breasts that were increasingly printed clearly because they were exposed to water, it was real not just an illusion. Gala hurriedly grabbed the tissue on the table wanting to wipe it.

Gala immediately wiped the chest of Zefanya slowly and gently, even the index finger Gala whose nails were a little long was deliberately pressing on the top of the woman, Zefanya bit her lips, she bit her lips, he can't let this go.

“It's okay Sir, I can do it myself.” Said Zefanya, the woman held Gala's hand, the man smiled and nodded, Zefanya can't let Gala wipe her sensitive part, she is easily aroused due to a small thing, Zefanya can't let Gala wipe her sensitive part, Zefanya does not want to until Gala knows about it, because it is very embarrassing, it could-can his image as a plain girl can be damaged later.

“Once again I apologize Zefa, I accidentally spilled it.”

“Iya is okay.” Reply Zephaniah who still rubbed the spilled water.