PASSION OF MY WIFE'S FRIEND
Fresh Wind

At seven o'clock Abian's car entered the courtyard of his house. There was an impromptu meeting with two clients.

"Huf .. It's exhausting .." lamented the man.

Abian got out of the car and walked a few steps towards the terrace of the house. Once you open the door, the atmosphere of the house is quite quiet. He thought maybe Ziva was putting Elona to sleep.

Abian rushed into the house to the room. Dropped his body on the bed. Pretty exhausting day. Piling work.

He decided to take a shower, who knows after bathing his body will be fresher.

While in Elona's room, Ziva rubbed his hands in front of the boy's face.

"Elona's mood has fallen" he said.

Ziva makes sure once again that Elona is completely asleep.

"Pure. Elona's asleep."

Ziva closed his fairy tale book and put it back where it was. He rushed out of the room and went to the host's room. The door just happened to be a little open.

There was a sound of water rustling from the direction of the bathroom, apparently Abian was bathing.

A smile rose the corner of his lips.

Ziva came out of Abian's room and went to the kitchen. He took a cup as well as a container of sugar and black coffee. He smelled coffee from the smoke.

"Hm .. Abian would have liked it," he said.

Ziva took a small plate as the base of the coffee cup. After that he returned to the host room to deliver the coffee. He found that the owner had just finished wearing a tight white shirt with knee-length pants.

"Hi .. I made you some coffee. Can I come in?"

Abian was a little surprised. He has not yet combed his hair.

"Just put it on the television table, I'll follow you there" replied the man.

"OKs. I'm waiting for." Ziva is covering away.

Abian picked up the comb and stared at the reflection of his face in the mirror.

"We're young, Abian. And that boredom must be there. Before we get off the engine, we're free to try. Yaaa, itung-itung indulges in something different. You'll find a new taste. If you enjoy, continue. If not, leave it. Easy right?"

Again, Haidar's words crossed his head. Previously Abian rarely reflected. And this time as soon as he saw the reflection of his face, he was indeed young.

After her hair was neat enough, Abian picked up the perfume and sprayed it several times on her body. Then he went to Ziva in the television room.

"I'm sorry I was a long time ago" Abian said, then sat next to Ziva.

"Its okay, it's okay."

Ziva smelled the scent of Abian perfume.

"You smell so good."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yes. I've never smelled this perfume."

Abian smile. He had never sprayed as much perfume before.

"Ah yes, drink the coffee first. It's gonna be cold." Ziva gave me the cup of coffee.

"Thank you" said the man.

"Yes, equally. Don't forget to spend it."

Abian sipped his coffee a few times, then he put it on the table.

"No sweetness?" ask Ziva to make sure.

"Pass."

"Which sweets are with my lips?"

Ziva's question made Abian seem misbehaved. He turned his partner in the other direction.

"Would you try again?" tawar Ziva later.

"Hm?"

Ziva drew his seat closer to Abian. He looked at the man with a seductive look.

"Happy with me, baby," whispered Ziva like a breath of fresh air.

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