Marry Bening
Slow But Sure

I chased after Bening who walked hastily into the house. He was in a hurry without having time for me to help him get out of the car when we got to the courtyard of the house. He also responded to the greeting mbok Narti as necessary. There was no friendly attitude or cheerful smile as usual. Even Mbok Narti had asked the state of Bening to me with the language of his face that I responded with a shrug. He quickly climbed up the stairs and entered the room. Slammed the door pretty hard.

I am usually easily ignited emotions, seeing it like it makes my heart shrink. Slowly I opened the door of the room, the first thing I saw was my wife lying on the edge of the bed.

His eyes were tightly closed with his hands wrapped in bandages. His feet are dirty, maybe he immediately spread his body without caring about the soles of his feet that must be washed first.

Does his body feel bad so that he is in pain again or his head feels dizzy so that it makes him want to quickly fall down?

I placed the medicinal plastic on the glass table inside the room. Then I brought water in a container and a small towel to clean the soles of his feet.

My wife tiptoed when I wiped her legs.

"I'm sorry, did you disturb your sleep?" I felt bad for waking him up.

"What are you doing?" He got out of his sleep and immediately sat down with his feet hanging on the mattress. He looked down, looking at his feet.

"Sorry, I'm a slob, yeah. Then I wash my feet first. I'll wash the sheets later, afraid of a lot of germs." Moving to the bathroom.

"Not to." I'm holding. "Sit down and let the mas wipe your feet. Going to the bathroom might make you cold. The bedding does not need to be washed. It's not dirty yet. Just this morning, wasn't it, it was changed?" I was soft on him.

Silent...

"Is anything painful?" tanyaku later.

Bening did not answer. He just moved to get some drinking water on the nightstand. I rushed over quickly to help pour the water in the pitcher then thrust a glass of water at him. Bening accepted, but not immediately drank it, he just put the glass in his lap.

"Why? Wasn't she thirsty?"

Back I crouched down, continuing to clean the soles of his feet. I see Bening watching me. I don't know why I was happy when Bening looked at me so intensely.

I put the water container and towel into the bathroom after I finished cleaning her legs. Then take the empty glass from the stalk of his hand on the nightstand. Now, he was sitting on a bed and leaning on the head of the bed.

"Kok the glass in the hug, anyway?" Stand by her side. I acted like a spoiled little boy to his mother.

"Yank, you...angry, huh?" Drown my head in his chest while hugging him.

Silent...

His residence made me really unable to do anything. He didn't return the hug or respond to me. I was like hugging a stiff roll. Why is my heart this sad?

"Yank?" I lifted my face and looked at my wife who was looking at me.

His eyes were sad and I couldn't read them. Between disappointment and also the twinkle of love is united in the bead of his eyes.

Then he looked at my lips. This time there was a twinkle of sadness in his eyes.

His face was falling and getting closer. And I did not escape from her pale but sweet lips. Recollecting when Erina kissed my lips earlier. It felt wrong and I was a sinner in front of my wife.

Her lips were cold, doubtfully they smeared my lips. I felt gasp when I realized that the lips that were embedded in my lips were the lips of Bening, my wife. He pushed himself impatiently. There is emotion in his kiss. Demanding and a little pushy.

I don't know what made him take that initiative?

I was lulled by his sudden treatment. Even the shadow when Erina kissed and hugged me wanted me to get rid of the traces of sin. In a quick but careful gesture I returned the kiss. I cupped my jaw and stroked her neck and earlobes sensually. Dominating my kiss on him that ends with my position on it.

Kiss that man for so long. Till ******* his breath was heard when I took off my kiss. He scooped up the oxygen I had exhausted from the sweetness of his mouth and lips. I looked at his face, our eyes covered in the mist of passion that was already entrenched between us.

I who have been almost a week 'fasting', it feels so joyful as if getting a spring to quench my thirst. Seeing his condition now does not allow me to impose my will.

But I really can't hold it much longer. Isn't there another way without having to take off the cloth that wrapped his hands just because I wanted to take off the cloth that was wrapped around his body?

My gesrek brain really thought of all sorts of ways to make me satisfied without having to hurt him.

Without any more ba bi bu, I re-sucked her lips in a soft but demanding kiss. My wife didn't reject it. Is he not angry with me anymore? Is his body healthy again?

Stupid fuck! It's okay if I'm called selfish, because right now, I want to make love with my wife. One of my wives who started teasing me first :)

In a hurry and a little impatient, I revealed the negligent skirt. Lucky for him to wear that shirt so that I can reveal it through his thighs and stomach and land only until the favorite part that fits in my hand. And I could take down the only cloth that covered my pleasure cave which is now still blocked short of thin pants. I can't wait to take off the cloth that covers my future. Throw it out of nowhere.

I looked down and enjoyed hers which was my favorite down there. He nodded slowly and his body leaned in, making me even more excited. After his first release, slowly and with a single jolt I entered it. Enjoying these 'fasting' times that I have withstood.

Oh, this is so awesome!

***

That afternoon, we woke up to satisfy each other. No, maybe it's just me. Because just having sex with my wife made me want to remove Erina's tracks from my body.

Fortunately no mother could have opened the door all of a sudden because I did not lock the door when I entered the room. It would be a shame if mama saw the perverted actions of his son who was hating his wife in such a condition.

I'm fucking crazy! I'm crazy!

Many times I sow seeds into my wife's womb that never feel satisfied. I want it again and again. As a tit for tat, my wife never denied my passion for her. With a slow but sure romance at his request did not make my desire recede.

***

In the afternoon when I woke up after our romance last afternoon. The knock on the door woke me up and made me crackle. I took off my arms to my wife who was deep asleep. Seeing him fall asleep just makes the one down there rise again. How could I have held him back a week ago?

Now, after reunification, I can't stand it anymore.

I am free to do so at this time. Even now I'm still 'plain'.

The knock on the door sounded again. I'm clucking, it feels so shitty.

"What's up, Mbok?" I scream from inside.

"I'm sorry, Den is nyariin," cried mbok Narti from outside.

"Who?" Shouted again.

"Fuck, Den. That's..." Mbok Narti sounded doubtful.

"See me, Bi. I'll meet him downstairs later!" my orders don't want to be disputed.

I looked at my wife who was still asleep. Fortunately my screams did not wake him. Seeing him shut up like that alone made the fog of passion in my eyes cover my senses.

I'm totally crazy! I would rather finish my already turbulent desires first than meet someone who is not clear of his arrival.

"Yank..." The smell of his neck. Giving small bites on his neck and jaw so that it makes the eyes Bening blink because of the amused I made.

"Yes..." His voice sounded. He shifted his body, avoiding me.

Really upset! I don't like it when my wife turns away or rejects me. I trapped him more and more in the confinement of my arms.

"M-Mas, aren't there guests looking?" He heard it turns out. Her voice was choked as I grew wild biting the sensitive spots on her exposed neck and chest. Don't forget my wild hands roam behind his negligee.

"Yes..."

"Hm..." No matter what, I revealed the negligee was getting upwards. It's so uncomfortable, I want to throw his clothes at this time and enjoy his innocent body docked to my body. Enjoy our union by rolling over here and there. However, circumstances that do not allow to hold it. I don't think that much of it entangles him into my wild fantasies.

Back, I made my wife sniff by exchanging fluids with her.

For a moment forget about the guests who came to visit and wait for me. Even ignoring the knock on the door that was to many times by mbok Narti.

An unexpected thing happened when our romance almost reached the max. Someone opened and broke open the door impatiently, then closed the door by slamming it.

"Honey!"

Shit, Erina went into the room and yelled at me!

I looked at him. And I was upset that my second release was almost out. I don't care if Erina catches us having sex. There was a look of emotion emanating from his face when he kissed us both. He turned his body.

Bening held back and distanced me who was acting on it. Maybe he was embarrassed. Please, Yank. a little more! Just a little more until I break. I lowered my head, kissed her lips and held her tightly. Spurred her out loud and purposely shouted her name in every village and my enjoyment no matter Erina heard it.

"Mas."

Again, Bening held me. The look in her eyes that begged to stop because of the pain and the presence of Erina near us made her uncomfortable.

For what sake, this desire that has been in the crown does not want to end just like that without release.

"To-outside." I laboriously say behind the village han my pleasure. I'm annoyed, Erina is still flinching on the spot. Bening held me back again, his body was about to move away. I held him back so he would feel comfortable.

"I SAID GET OUT! GET OUT OF OUR ROOM RIGHT NOW!" I shouted to drive Erina away without letting go of the unification of my wife's body. My shout made him tiptoe then rushed out of my room and slammed the door.

I looked at my wife who looked in shock from my screams. I smiled and tried to calm him down and enjoyed our reunification. After a few times he grimaced in pain, I made a slow move as he wanted. I lowered my head, kissed her lips back in love, until the slow kiss became brutal. Time and time again he and I let go of the sense of pleasure in our union. It felt warm and we did not care how wet and not because of the bed we occupied. The important thing is delicious and delicious.

Bodo was very much with Erina who I think she heard the voices of the han village and the delicious screams that escaped our lips. Tell him who he was brazenly barged in and I think he was still flinching at our private room door.

Until the top comes out. Break what is in the soul. I screamed quite loudly. It was like fireworks exploding. Our breath is puffed. I was still on it, pecking at my wife's face and thanking HER many times.

***

"What are you guys up here for?"

After cleaning myself up, I went downstairs. Erina was still there, accompanied by Frendian they were sitting in the living room.

I glanced up. The clear is cleaning up. Can she take a bath with her hands like that?

Erina stood up, approaching me. His hands are round my arms.

"You are still the same. Can't help yourself and you're doing it to anyone?" Erina scoffed.

"But please, Hon. Not the same maid, too, kali. Moreover, that room will later become our room. And.again I heard, you can't be straight and on as hard as you try. Did you insist on putting it in but it was actually lunglai? You're yelling incoherently," he continued chuckling. "Because I know, you can only be straight with me. Isn't that right, Hon?"

I clenched my hands. Erina was wrong because my shout was a shout of pleasure that I never got when I was with her. I was angry, but seeing his presence made me waver. His arrival made me in a dilemma when I saw Erina's face like this. Hate and longing take turns to shake my heart.

***

EPILOGUES

"Is anything painful?"

Aslam asked again. Maybe she felt my attitude toward her change more than usual.

Yes, there is Mas. On here. My heart hurts *_*