MY SWEETIE BOYFRIEND'S
FIRST KISS

Dila with a waistline challenged the young man who was currently grinning looking at her from top to bottom. Currently Dila was wearing a maroon-red night sleep dress which on the top was decorated with black lace.

The dress was above her knees and one-fingered, perfectly matching the maroon-colored dress with her white skin. Dila glanced at the robe of the dress that was on top of the bed.

"You what?" Dila shifted a little closer to the side of the bed, but the man also moved by taking off the suit he was wearing.

"How about we have fun." Dion's eyebrows go up and down to seduce a mature woman who when noticed is still very beautiful.

"Don't be disobedient to parents, you better go out and go home, after that a good sleep," suggested Dila.

"Well that's right. But before bed a child should drink milk, right?" Dion's getting smudged.

Dila forced a smile on her lips and she continued to move closer to the side of the bed. His robe was thrown into the middle of the bed when he applied night cream, while Dion stood right in the middle of the bed.

Dion unbuttoned three shirts and then insulated the sleeves of his long shirt. His hair was also ruffled and it made him like a badboy man.

As fast as lightning Dila was about to take her robe, but her movements had been read by Dion and the man was unwilling to waste the opportunity.

"I got it" said Dion, displaying a row of white teeth.

"Give Dion," asked Dila as she extended one hand and one hand held the head pillow that covered her upper body.

"don't want. Let me see that smooth body of yours. At least give me a chance like my papa." Dion moved closer to Dila.

"Stay in your place, if not ... Aunt will tell Reyhan of your behavior" Dila threatened.

"You don't bother Reyhan. At this time he must be making another sister for Kiano. We know for ourselves, if Anna wants another child" Dion said.

One of Reyhan's current jobs is to make another sister for Kiano, but his son is not yet three months old. Since Anna wants another child, Reyhan will gladly grant it.

"Don't play around, Dion. Quickly get out and go," expel Dila.

Fear enveloped Dila at this moment. His courage seemed to shrink in front of Dion, he was also afraid that until the man did nothing.

On the one hand Dion is also like his best friend Reyhan and Diki. The three men combined make the women subjugated, but once they are truly in love, then the three men will always obey the woman.

"You know .. I was so upset and jealous when my papa grabbed my waist and kissed your forehead and cheeks. I would love to be a green giant that destroys anything without knowing who you are close to. But unfortunately it was just wishful thinking. In reality the man close to you is my own parent, but that's okay. If my papa can't let you go, then I'll take it by force." Dion was right in front of Dila. Locking the woman's movements with her burly body.

Dila sat on the side of the bed, his defense weakened between his desire for Dion at this time, but constrained a thought if the man in front of him today is the man who will be his stepson.

Dion sat down on his knees before Dila and he took a head pillow and put a sleeping robe on her body.

He tied the robe and tidied it so that Dila's feet were covered. Although Dion was tempted to fuck the woman, but he was aware that the woman in front of him was the mother of Reyhan who was none other than his own best friend.

Dion dropped his head on Dila's lap. He closed his eyes as his hands were wrapped around the woman's waist. Comfortable, warm feeling spread on Dion's body.

"Can you wipe my head?" ask Dion in the sense of asking.

"Go home, son," said Dila.

"I don't like that word very much. Please don't call me that. I am not your son and will never be your son. What I want to be your lover," said the real Dion.

"But Dion-"

"Don't continue if you refuse to wipe my head, but let me lie on your lap for a moment" Dion said.

Dila's outstretched hand rubbed Dion's head like a mother who gave her affection, but Dion's assumption was different. The man assumed that Dila did it because she liked him.

"Don't think of me as a child, Dila" said Dion, who seemed to know the woman's thoughts.

Dion grabbed Dila's hand and then kissed her and shocked Dila. "That's enough, Dion. Go home."

Dion pressed Dila's hand against her cheek, looking up at the pretty face before her. His hands were outstretched, rubbing Dila's face.

"You are so beautiful, dear" said Dion, drawing her face closer.

Dion's hands were on both sides of Dila's cheeks. The man's face drew closer until their noses touched each other, their breathing felt.

Dion pressed his lips against those pink lips, buried them for a moment, feeling how soft and sweet the lips of the woman he loved were.

Dila felt this was not her, she fell for the man who was closing his eyes. Dion pursed his lips, trying to kiss even deeper.

Dila closed her eyes and drifted away in the temptation of the man's game. The two fell on the bed, Dila's hands curled around Dion's neck. Swiping and gripping the handsome man's head, for even more depth barged into his lips.

Dion took off the link of their lips, rushing him up from above Dila's body. Dion stepped open the locked door and then lightning-fast down the stairs.

Dila closed her lips. "What have I done? I accepted the kiss, even retaliated."

The suit Dion had released was still lying on the floor, the man forgot to take it because it just left. Dila did not understand why Dion had suddenly left just like that.

Dion had been on a motorcycle with an online motorcycle taxi driver who drove him home.

"Why did I come out? What's Dila saying later?" Dion patted his eel. "If it wasn't for holding my naps, it would've been Dila kulalap out." Dion patted his eel. "Stupid you, Dion. Should've just slept, then Dila would be yours." Dion exhaled a long breath. "It seems I have a lot to learn from Diki and Reyhan."

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