Married Old Virgin Boss
22. Jealousy and Coffee

That night's deal made Ben and Dea's relationship slightly improved. Only a few, because compared to being seen as husband and wife, both are even more dominated by the aura of ordinary friendship. Moreover, only Ben who gives care while Dea instead of the opposite to the husband.

"Where are you going, De?" ben asked when he had just entered the room and found his wife in a navy dress with only feet and thin makeup. "Fest?"

Dea nodded at that answer, while refining her lipstick.

"Can you ask for help, Ben? Call Dika to ask if he is ready or not. As time passed, the boy was often late."

"He's a Dea?"

The girl nodded lightly, confirming. He glanced at Ben's reflection through the mirror.

"Why don't I just anterin Dea? I'm not busy either, it's Saturday night" Ben said, offering himself up, and it seemed to make Dea uncomfortable.

Instead of what, this party was held by one of his business partners in the early days of the pioneering business, and there was certainly Elvan because they were also friends. Des was only afraid that this young man would cause trouble when he saw Elvan.

"No need" Dea refused. He sees a suspicious murat in Ben's shadow, so he turns his brain quickly to find the idea of rejecting the man. "Today is your day off. Enjoy aja. If there is no work but be given the majan mulu, once must be utilized his existence in this house. That's why I want to take her with me."

"I'm sorry, De?"

"No, Ben." Dea was now dizzy thinking of the right answer to reject this man. "This event can only be attended by people who are invited. Do you want to wait in the car until it's over?"

"No problem. I can wait in the car" Ben said, agreeing immediately.

Dea flinched again, thinking that as long as he did not show any interaction with Elvan outside the building, then there would be no problem whatsoever. Ben wouldn't be able to make a fuss over being in the parking lot.

Be, Dea finally approved of the man to leave.

Ben only needed to add a leather jacket to cover the black shirt he was wearing. His training pants were not replaced at all. He received only the car keys from Dea, then walked with the woman out of the room.

"There, don't you cause any trouble? Got it? Because I will be affected if you make strange actions there. Anyway, stay in the car, and never get out of the car. Okay, Ben?!"

Dea very firmly expressed the warning, and was responded with a light nod by the husband.

"Yes, De." The man also equalized the steps, and wrapped his hands around Dea's waist. "I'll follow Dea's orders."

Nevertheless, Dea still seemed not relieved to hear it. For some reason, this anxiety just appeared just like that just because it juxtaposed the names of Elvan and Ben in his mind at this moment.

Arriving at the courtyard, Ben rushed to open the door for the girl. Even clasping her hands gently, treating her so special. Even help close the door before moving to the steering chair.

However, still, Dea was still hiding behind her fear.

The journey, which should have taken him twenty minutes, now felt very short for Dea. The girl felt not ready at all, but still forced herself to come down.

After all, as long as he did not interact with Elvan in the parking lot, it would be safe. Dea continued to chant the sentence in her heart, while saying goodbye from Ben.

"You're in the car, don't go anywhere let me not confuse searchin, yes!" dea said, telling firmly.

Once approved, Dea got out of the car. Walking a bit quickly was about to enter the four-star hotel building where the event was held. A few steps later, his name was called from behind. The girl stiffened on the spot, because the call was not from Ben's voice.

Damnit damnit! New problems for Dea!

When Dea turned his head, Elvan seemed to be running towards him. Showing off a sweet smile, and weightlessly stopping beside Dea to judge the look of the ex-lover.

"Beautiful" praised the man. "Not bring your husband? Just like me if so, because my wife has been forced to follow here, but does not want to. Coincidentally, I think we complement each other here." Elvan spoke again, now hugging Dea's waist and inviting her half-forcibly to walk into the courtyard of the building.

While Dea glanced with a pale face of fear towards the car that Ben was living in. Sure that the man saw it.

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Since yesterday, Ben has never discussed the issue of Elvan's impromptu appearance last night. Dea was also reluctant to confirm anything, suggesting that the girl was grateful Ben did not protest.

Feeling that Dea has completely ignored their agreement after being well spoken to, Ben seems to have to use his own way to separate the wife in full from her ex-lover.

Ben getting ready for bed—his plan. They even wash their feet, brush their teeth, and wash their faces. However, he suddenly stopped stepping when he saw that Dea was accompanied by a cup of coffee on this weekend night.

The man snorted amusedly, while shaking his head in astonishment. You hard worker!

The direction of Ben's goal stepped slightly out of the original goal of going to the soft mattress and welcome his beautiful dream. Ben chose to get closer to Dea's work chair, and stood right behind the girl.

"It's still a long time to work, De? Tomorrow's Sunday, how are you still working?" ben asked when he saw the look of the laptop completely incomprehensible to him.

"I can't sleep," replied Des, who spontaneously—without taking his eyes off the monitor—taking the coffee cup he was about to drink again.

However, Ben hurriedly prevented. Holding Dea's hand that raised the cup, then use her other hand to slowly pick up the caffeinated black liquid-filled object.

"De, sunday night, De. Rest." Ben is really not out of thought with the thoughts of successful people like his wife.

"Ntaran, Ben, want to finish the coffee the same effect as well. Because tomorrow's the weekend so I finish tonight. Tomorrow we'll sleep all day" Dea said, intending to take another glass, but Ben quickly rotated the girl's swivel chair to face her straight.

The man placed both his hands on each arm support. He lowered his head slightly as if to intimidate, but Dea instead retorted haughtily by raising his chin slightly. Until Ben loses and finally breathes rough.

However, that does not mean giving up. Ben took Dea coffee to drink himself. Just contact it makes the owner of the coffee glares wide because of shock, do not accept. Dea snatches his cup, but Ben leaves only the coffee grounds there.

"Dear, Ben!" dea was upset. He put his cup on the table, and looked at the man lazily. "I don't want to know, make another new one! I still have a lot of work, Ben! Aish!" The girl continued to grumble in annoyance, but was not cared at all.

Ben restrains Dea's chin to keep looking up, and lets the shocked girl lean fully into his chair as Ben advances his face to kiss Dea's lips.

Instantly, the Dea defense shattered instantly. The girl was petrified, with her hands clenched rigidly over her thighs.

At first it was just a gentle brief kiss, leaving a strong thump inside each other's chests as Ben took a short distance just for the sake of being able to draw more breaths into his lungs.

Dea intends to protest as usual, but Ben has already shut down and once again kisses her. He did the same thing, as Ben held his face and nape as a signal that this would not be completed in a few seconds.

Even minutes. Dea had to pinch Ben repeatedly until the man was willing to rewind the distance. Their breaths quickly hunted down just because of the clash of lips. Ben smiled obliquely, as Dea looked at him tiredly.

"You're thinking about the effects of coffee, right? Here I help you," said Ben.

Dea did not have time to ask his point, because Ben had been faster to bring his hands to each of the lower back and lower knee Dea. He very easily lifted the body of the wife, then put to sleep in the middle of the mattress.

Just need to pull both hands from under Dea's body, Ben then continue the activity earlier. Kiss deeper, and alternately****** Dea's upper and lower lips gently, until she feels that the girl's fingers begin to gently squeeze her neck.

Ben brought his hand down, touching Dea's open thighs very carefully. It still looks very reluctant, but it even makes Dea more nervous. Especially when Ben's fingers even walk on his skin, and increasingly explore the forbidden area, until Dea stops the movement of his hands.

First, Dea shifted the position of her head to avoid Ben for a while. His eyes widened perfectly, when he sensed that the man's hand was trying to escape his detention.

"What do you want?" dea asked in an emphatic shock voice, so that no one would hear her outside the room. He hits Ben's hand on his skin, and forcibly removes it. The woman's breath was still hunting, but it did not prevent her from filing another protest. "Discriminate groping!"

"You help Dea soy sauce, let her sleep well. Plus, fulfill Papa's order, and. love you a funny friend."

Dea frowned. His brain is still dead after being crushed by Ben a while ago through a long kiss and touch earlier.

"Bikin' son, honey. Make love."

Dea glared again, and somehow Ben always liked this expression. Always managed to make him excited, and it is difficult to refrain from kissing Dea's lips because of anxiety.

"Seriously, it's like a teenage hadepin who's just a love-love acquaintance" said Ben, who was inexplicably mocked by Dea.

In the girl's ears, Ben's sentence is processed with the meaning of 'kayak again hadepin a stiff spinster who does not know at all the love-love problems' so Dea immediately shifts position to avoid Ben.

However, the girl's efforts are soon blocked when Ben positions the body directly above Dea, covers the girl's body between her legs, and uses both flexed arms as support.

"Dea makes me feel special because of this" Ben said, making his remarks clear. While kissing Dea's forehead gently, "Dea is too expensive until I feel really scared to hurt Dea a little. That's why yesterday I couldn't do this."

Dea was stunned to hear that. He was busy thinking as Ben continued to kiss his cheeks, tops of life, chin, even neck. The woman looked up with her eyes closed as Ben gave a soft suction there.

"Ben, what are you doing?" dea asked with difficulty, as it endured the strange turmoil that had begun to present in her. He felt amused, but moved simultaneously so that instead of tightening his shoulders and neck, he even more opened it to give as much access as possible to Ben.

"Let's sign the ownership let no one get let alone get along with Dea anymore" Ben replied straightforwardly.

On Dea's open attitude, Ben seemed to be given full access so that he further expanded his colony on Dea's body. His hands went down the perimeter of the sleeping kimono until he arrived at his leash. Pulling very slowly as if afraid if the owner is aware.

Until the bond breaks, Ben's hands begin to infiltrate in, finding the soft, smooth skin that makes him feel at home lingering there, but the owner soon regains consciousness and puts up a fight again.

""You want to do something! How fumbles? You ... undress?" Dea is shocked to learn of the fact, and intends to wake up, but Ben quickly holds her back.

"And we're gonna fuck, De. Yes, take off your clothes. Yes, open your eyes."

Dea glared wide. He was about to protest, but everything was muted by Ben.

"Dea can be pinned and silenced just as dragged by a pretentious ex. Why does my husband protest so much?" said Ben, painstakingly keeping the tone to keep it calm, even if it is difficult. It gently bites the lower lip of Dea, ********* for a while, then pulls a little before removing. "I don't want to accept any kind of rejection tonight!"

Ben further clarified his remarks by lifting one of Dea's thighs to open, giving him space to tuck one of the legs in there.

The man got up for a while, pulled the end of his shirt up until it came off. Then back down towards Dea to continue the kiss with the hand that began to flick the wife's satin kimono.

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