Micheal Emerson's Choice
Episode 127 - May Be a Baby
Isn't it obvious? Micheal will never be able to survive Zenwa's seduction. The plan tonight Micheal will give a surprise to Zenwa, precisely he who gets a surprise from Zenwa.
"It's your birthday, honey. I should have given you a surprise and a gift but why the opposite? Ehem...." Micheal cleared his throat because his throat felt dry, his voice was also so hoarse, his eyes were blinking rapidly and his gaze was extremely unfocused.
As if to focus, the scene in front of him completely ransacked his soul, making his head blank, his heart pounding, he licked his dry lips.
While in front of him, the wife went up to the bed, approaching her husband who was waiting for her. And that makes it almost breathless, bright red netting cloth that wrapped the beautiful body of the wife very imperfectly, still looks the color of her skin white, and still, and surely Zenwa still felt cold with the cloth.
"Oh God! I don't know where you got this crazy idea...." Micheal said as he pulled Zenwa and slammed Zenwa into the bed, Zenwa shrieked in surprise but then laughed. Micheal immediately fondled his wife's body impatiently and Zenwa could only giggle especially when Micheal kissed her chest and stomach, Zenwa felt amused.
"Buy where, hm? It's expensive" said Micheal, playing with the useless ropes, but it looks so beautiful and seductive.
"Buy, use your money, emhh...." Zenwa groaned stifled as Micheal's fondling stopped in his lower abdomen. Zenwa pulled Micheal's hair, and pressed the husband's head against his stomach, which still left a long tear.
"I love it, buy more, baby." Micheal said as he crawled up, aligning his face with Zenwa's.
Zenwa cupped her husband's cheek and smiled and nodded before landing a gentle kiss on his lips. Micheal replied as gently as possible, the lips of the two of them were bearded until Zenwa finally patted Micheal's chest as she felt out of breath.
Their breath hunted, their eyes darkened with passion, their faces red.
"Every night you wear these clothes, yeah. I really like it," said Micheal with a gasp of breath and his words shocked Zenwa, his eyebrows rising and his mouth opening.
If it were possible, of course he would have his wife serve every night. But a good husband and wife relationship is at least three times a week, if too often then it could be both will be chafed, or even can be bored. In addition, creating that distance is also important, so there will be a longing that is held and it feels very extraordinary when completing that longing in bed rolls.
"It's not so, honey. I just like to see you dressed like this, like seeing an angel" Micheal replied.
"But if I wear clothes like this every night, you'll ask for rations, how dong?" Micheal laughed with anxiety at the wife's words, let alone the look of her serious face was so tempting, making Michael want to devour her right now.
"Well, that's okay" Micheal replied, whispering in an increasingly heavy voice, drowning his face in the recess of his neck and exhaling his warm breath there, giving Zenwa a brim. "I'm your husband,"
"But .. said the Doctor.." Zenwa's breathing began to break because now Micheal began to tease Zenwa with his lips and tongue. "Doctor's word, emm a week. So, his son ... his son so," said Zenwa who tried to finish his speech. Both of them did consult a doctor because both of them already want the presence of a baby.
"Well, if I remember, I'll follow the doctor."
"If you forget?"
"May I be a baby."
Tbc....