My Hot Enemy's
The Part 67
Alceena still feels nauseous. Though usually staring Dariush is very effective to relieve morning sickness that always makes him weak.
“Why seeing you at close range actually makes me more nauseous?” alceena asked with a confused face.
“Do I try to stand far away? Maybe it will subside,” bargain Dariush while pointing to the door as a place to set foot.
Alceena nodded. “Bby, maybe my son doesn't want to be close to you, but just wants to be an admirer from afar.”
“Your new son in the stomach has become my fan. What if I was born later? Surely he would come after me saying—” Dariush paused for a moment because he was standing, getting out of his chair to practice what was in his imagination about his son. “I want uncle Dariush to be my Daddy,” he shouted as he ran small like a boy who was heading for the door. That's what she thinks if Alceena never accepts him as a future husband.
Alceena chuckled at Dariush's childlike behavior. “You are so funny, my son likes to watch you like before, very entertaining,” he said by stroking the stomach. “Try joking again,” the door later because it feels less.
Dariush gawked at the woman's request. Now he was standing by the door, staring at Alceena from five meters away. “I couldn't joke, it was just my spontaneity. But if you ask to flirt, I'm the new champion.” Mr Dominique's son actually offers another thing by raising both eyebrows.
“No, no, my son does not want to be teased,” reject Alceena while head shaking.
“Oke, now look at me. Is it still nauseous or not?” pinta Dariush so that the woman focuses on her sturdy body that does not wear a shirt, only covered by a boxer because she likes to sleep wearing the short subordinate.
Alceena went through every detail of the Dariush section. Starting from the tip of the big toe, up to the hairy calf, then gradually fixed on the thigh and the surrounding parts. He paused for a moment at one of the odd-looking spots. Raising one eyebrow, Alceena suspected something.
“Try you to jump,” pinta Alceena.
“Here?” Alceena answered the nod.
“Now?” Dariush asked another question.
“Good.” Dariush also raises his body like he was playing jump rope.
And Alceena laughed out loud when she saw that there was something different behind the boxer pants worn by Dariush. “You don't wear an internal? Yours so moving,” chirps while pointing at the thigh of the man.
Dariush was scowling, not ashamed in the slightest even though Alceena was laughing at her precious treasures that were moving there and there. They are both adults and do not consider it a taboo subject to discuss or view. “I like to sleep only wearing boxer only. Are you happy to see me like that? I can jump again until you're satisfied laughing at me.”
Alceena moves her hand to signal repulsion. “Already, I'm afraid that yours will come down or extend if you continue,” his jokes are accompanied giggling because they are still funny themselves.
Dariush commented with a smile, it was great to make and see Alceena laughing. “Is your stomach still nauseous?”
“No, instantly lost when you see your funny behavior,” replied Alceena while stroking the stomach.
“Oh, so your son is happy to see me like this?” Dariush actually moved his hips forward and back, until his treasure was clearly swaying.
Alceena could not stop laughing when she saw that. “Already, enough, Dariush, later yours extends, I'm not responsible.”
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