Hidden Rich Man's
Part 62's
In the morning, Felly opened his eyes for a while but closed again. His body really felt light after he slept for twelve hours. Walking during the day makes him tired. He was not yet fully aware, his life was still slowly gathering. But his stomach was annoying to himself who still wanted to wrestle in bed.
“Hungry, yes? My kids?” Felly's hand stroked his stomach, his eyes still feeling sleepy. “Pardon your Mommy yes, it seems like too long asleep. Your Daddy went into Mommy's dream, making Mommy lazy to wake up,” his joke as if giving an excuse to the fetus in the womb.
As her life gathered, Felly opened her eyes. He began to sit for a moment before he exited the room to look for food that could fill his stomach.
Felly looked at her clothes. “Who changed my clothes? What's Danesh?” he murmured when he found out the cloth attached to his body was no longer the same.
“Of course he is, indeed inside this apartment there is someone else besides me and my husband.” Felly answered the question himself.
Felly began to lower his feet from the bed to climb the floor with ordinary ceramics. He was about to stand up but was put down because he realized something. “Wait. Then last night wasn't a dream? Does it really happen but I just feel all illusion?” with a face that starts to fade.
“Do I have to ask her? Did I satisfy him?” Felly was afraid that he could not make Danesh satisfied. Maybe she could make her husband fall in love with her using it.
Felly decided to leave the room. Coinciding with Danesh who had just entered the apartment with a white plastic drip filled with nasi uduk that he had just bought.
“Finally you wake up too, you sleep like a dead man. For a long time,” Danesh's cock as his feet swung closer to the small table to eat. “Breakfast.” He put his luggage there.
Felly is confused and weighing up, whether he should ask about intimate matters last night or not. She was honestly embarrassed to ask, but she was very afraid that her husband would not be satisfied with her.
“Em ... Danesh?” call Felly.
Danesh who was preparing a plate for the two of them to eat stopped his activities and turned to look at his wife. “Ya?” his reply.
Danesh raised his eyebrows. “What? Want to ask something?” He approached his wife until the two faced each other and were one step away.
“Did you replace my clothes last night?” ask Felly. His eyes were straight forward so that what he looked at was the chest of Danesh field, because the body of the bule man was very high.
“Yes, sorry I didn't ask your permission. I wanted to wake you up to clean yourself up but your sleep is very slumbering, so I don't want to bother you,” explains Danesh with his head slightly lowered to look at Felly.
“Certainly, whose clothes and interior are this? I didn't bring one change.” The woman was very curious.
“Yours, I bought it last night.”
Felly looked up at Danesh. “Mine? How do you know my size?”
Danesh chuckles. “Of course I know, we've slept together and I've held yours. I can already estimate myself with one hold,” he said.
Felly scratched his non-itchy nape. “So, did you strip me last night?”
Danesh nodded. “Sorry.”
“Did I make you satisfied last night?” ask Felly. He bit his lower lip after throwing it.